Volume One, Chapter 29: Stranded in a Strange Land, Narrowly Escaping a New Enemy Encounter
Lin Fan and Liu Xuan stepped cautiously into this unfamiliar land, surrounded by a desolate landscape.
The two chatted and laughed, while poor Xuan Shaozhan made trip after trip hauling firewood back. Gao Shenghan had just brought back a few branches and was about to sit down, but when Li Qiong shot him a look, he gritted his teeth and went to rake for more wood as well.
In recent days, Ke Junqiao had been sleeping soundly after her exercises; aside from having to stay wary of her aunt, she had been living quite comfortably.
Li Yifeng narrowed his eyes, pressed his lips into a thin line, cursed "scum" under his breath, and walked over.
What exactly had he been through? Why couldn't he let her see it all? Why was she able to see these things? Was she destined to return to chaos?
After digesting the information, Lin Yunxi understood that what Otis Ye meant was that she was a part of his own body.
Xuan Shaozhan did not refuse, and they headed to the temple. It was clearly the most magnificent hall in the entire Qilin Palace. On the heavy doors, a relief of a deity stood out, identical to the Scale God statue they had seen when they first arrived on the island.
Tears welled up in Bei Lili's eyes. In truth, when she had secretly returned to F City years ago, she had caught a glimpse of Aunt Wu from afar, but because she feared her whereabouts would be discovered, she had ultimately never appeared before her.
Seeing the sleeping Lin Yunxi lying there quietly, Lin Ruilin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
"Wan Bo, I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry..." Liang Lexuan sobbed uncontrollably, watching the blood stain Wan Bo's white shirt.
Long Twelve pointed quickly, and Xuan Shaozhan leaped over. A few candles were lit inside; upon entering, they saw two people lying on the floor, eyes tightly shut, their foreheads painted with cinnabar, even their eyebrows stained red, with two shadow guards standing watch nearby.
"So I'm arrogant, so what?" the middle-aged man in sunglasses said, revealing two large gold teeth. Around his neck hung a thick gold chain, on his wrist was a glinting gold watch, and he wore a loud, floral-patterned shirt, his head shaved bald, his face full of flabby, cruel flesh.
"Forget it, I'm done talking to you. Prepare for battle." With that, Wang Feng stared straight ahead, preparing to jump from the vehicle.
Even Li Wei was kept in the dark, and after hearing Xia Fan's form of address, she was left utterly confused.
"Yes, it really is quite strange." Through the window, Wang Feng looked toward the training ground not far away. It was deserted and deathly quiet. This was far too abnormal; at this hour, it should have been filled with the sound of soldiers shouting slogans.
People in the ranks began to leave one by one, casting a final look of contempt at Han Zhijun as they departed. Han Zhijun remained unmoved, letting them misunderstand him; as a rogue squad leader, he had endured such glares too many times and had long since grown numb to them.
At the dining table, Old Gu and the burly man kept talking about picking up women, their conversation filled with such vulgarity that it was nauseating. Yet, the two of them chatted away with great delight. Wang Feng and the others could only force smiles, as appearances still had to be maintained.
Li Chang was very unhappy, feeling that her mother favored her brother, letting him sleep in early while making her go buy salt and even spend her own money to pay for it.
"Haha! Good, just call me if you need any help." Huang Jinyao laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
"Da Fei, you've changed. You've become someone I don't recognize. If it were the old you, I would have bet everything that you would rather be wrongly accused and stripped of your uniform than do something that violates the basic principles of being a human. Have you forgotten the oath we took together under the national flag?" Wang Feng looked at Meng Fei with a gaze full of disappointment.