Chapter 56: Is it true?

Upon seeing Yu Jinzhen, Steward Lin found her quite familiar, and suddenly comprehension dawned on him: "You are the servant girl I was going to buy that day."
Lin Xinde frowned, glanced at Yu Jinzhen's face, and his expression suddenly softened. "So you were the one who was originally supposed to be sold to my household? Your looks are indeed much better than that Mu eldest girl's."
"Little girl, are you facing difficulties at home and wanting to be sold to the Lin residence? Rest assured, since you are pretty, this master will definitely give you a satisfying price."

Having led the team to another victory and used an incredible method to turn the opponent's trump-card summoned creature against them, Fang Jinrui earned even greater trust from the other Gold-tier experts. Naturally, no one disobeyed his new commands; they simply acknowledged the order and went off to make their preparations.

Led by Hao Mei, He Hao and the others entered the interior of the factory via the vertical staircase passage of the underground drainage channel.

With the addition of Shen Wei as a formidable reinforcement, the tide on the battlefield instantly turned. The Xiliang soldiers fell in droves, and those still standing were completely demoralized, turning around and fleeing in panic.

The third hero banned by Samsung on their side was Twisted Fate, clearly out of apprehension that Su Yang might pick such a hero. Once he started dictating the tempo of the game, things would likely become extremely tricky.

Guan Xuelan pressed her red lips tight and, with clumsy and flustered hands and feet, pulled Su Yang's trousers back up. Su Yang could not help but laugh, feeling that Guan Xuelan like this was truly adorable.

"Of course, this year our proprietor has decided to do something a little different. Different styles of play, different rules, different prizes," the organizer explained with a smile.

"You—" Aunt Yun also did not know what to say, yet she could not fathom how Su Yang would react if he returned from South Korea only to discover that Hua Qingyue had quietly left China.

There was also the Devourer high-performance sedan, whose engine featured a massive opening that used human flesh and blood as fuel to drive the vehicle, making it exceptionally gruesome.

Especially since the weather was still mild, barely marking the arrival of autumn, and the two of them were wearing very few layers of clothing. The sensation brought by the continuous friction as they walked set his imagination running wild.

The gap in strength between the False God Realm and the Tribulation Transcendence Realm is quite vast, especially for proud prodigies before and after their breakthroughs—their power is simply not in the same league. Therefore, predicting that Shangguan Qing's achievements after her breakthrough would multiply by five or sixfold compared to when she was in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm was a conservative estimate.

Ye Chong rested one hand on the armrest of his chair, took a deep breath, and it took quite a while before he recovered.

Worried that she might crash into those sharp blades, Ye Lanyu opened her arms for her without a second thought, bearing the brunt of the impact as she crashed heavily right into him.

Inhaling the faint fragrance drifting from the tips of her hair, and having experienced far too much throughout the day, Xuan Yi, now at the end of her tether, found her upper and lower eyelids growing heavy as she drifted toward sleep.

Centered around the Traveler's body, spiral-shaped blades of light radiated outward in wave after wave, sweeping overwhelmingly in all directions. Wherever they passed, the air formed gasps and vortices in their wake due to the turbulent currents, resembling a suddenly generated super typhoon.

Deep down, Wen Zhengqi felt a sense of imbalance, coupled with an inexplicable trace of jealousy and resentment.

In a daze, he suddenly felt someone grab his arm. Lin Ai was startled inside, her hand instinctively moving toward her blade, only to find that the sandstorm seemed to have stopped, as the sand that had been incessantly lashing against her face and body had vanished.

Zhu Can also collapsed onto the ground with a thud, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. Two strands of hair had broken free from his hair tie and sprung up, sweat beading on his forehead as if he had just accomplished some monumental task.

The terrain of Shanglin Park was vast and open, and the cool evening breeze made it quite refreshing. Since the beginning of spring this year, Gu Lang, Sun Chenghe, and Jiang Han had been drilling their troops here.

"It's very simple," Gongsun Hong lowered his voice. "If you forcefully compel me to procure provisions and grain, I certainly have a way, but the consequences would inevitably be extremely dangerous. In that case, my entire plan would be disrupted, and we could only rely on victories to plunder more grain to survive. But once we fail to win a battle, it will inevitably result in a massive famine with corpses strewn across the land."