Chapter 33: Me Apologizing to Her? Are You Sure, President Fu?

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Luo Yunmian returned to her apartment, shut the door, and finally let out a long, shuddering breath, the tension that had gripped her finally dissipating.

She walked straight to the bathroom.

She sat in the bathtub and turned on the shower head.

When her eyes caught her reflection in the mirror, she froze in place; her entire body was covered in dense, mottled hickeys.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, and the fragmented memories came rushing back like a tidal wave.

"You're afraid! You Shenzhou people really have no spine!" the leader laughed triumphantly, and his henchmen joined in.

Therefore, he was able to accept that ridiculous ten-year pact—to settle things so they would have no further ties, allowing him to let go with a sense of detachment.

Without realizing it, they arrived at Zhao Hui’s house. Zhao Hui opened the courtyard gate. The lights in her parents' room were already out, and she whispered, "My mom and dad are already asleep." They stepped quietly into the bedroom, where Zhao Hui poured two glasses of water and closed the door.

I gazed at the end of this boundless desolation as snowflakes fell from the sky. I reached out to catch the ethereal reality, feeling it melt away in my palm like drifting catkins.

She had been soaking for years, passing one cold season after another, but no normal person could withstand being submerged for so long; Ning Yue's health was deteriorating with each passing year.

"Qiqi, talk to me, will you?" I sat by her bed and gently shook her quilt, but she remained unresponsive, lying there without a single movement.

Looking at Song Ling’er’s skin, as white and smooth as suet jade, Jin Faguang smiled slightly. He felt like a master sculptor who had taken a flawed piece of jade and polished it into perfection, turning it into a breathtaking work of art. Jin Faguang exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt he had finally fulfilled his mission.

"Greetings to the elders," Elder Lin said, bowing to the four elders seated on both sides of the hall.

On the morning of the first day, the subject was mathematics. Zhao Hui felt she hadn't performed well; some of the fill-in-the-blank questions were ambiguous, and there were several long-form problems she didn't know how to solve.

"Damn it! Don't think you can defeat me just because you have these bugs!" Kankuro abandoned Crow, unwrapped his bandages, and brought out a standard puppet. While it was ordinary for Kankuro, it was still formidable.

These heavy machine guns had left Gu Qingcheng critically wounded. If she wasn't treated immediately, even a deity coming down from the heavens wouldn't be able to save her.

The black monster horse let out a piercing shriek. Li Dao pulled it sharply, dragging it toward him with brute force. That wasn't all; the moment he hauled the beast over, Li Dao’s massive hand lightning-fast gripped its neck, his strength suddenly surging.

Otherwise, given Su Chen’s character, he would never have risked the lives of the city's civilians by carrying out an airstrike.

Then, the Grand Commander waved his hand, and a dozen thugs instantly formed a circle around him. His men raised their AKs, aiming in every direction.

Looking at it now, Ai Jia’s electric scooter was beyond repair; the front was completely mangled, though fortunately, she was unhurt.

"Sister Ai Jia? Did you go over there yesterday to bail him out?" Jiang Weihe pulled her thoughts back once more.

Ye Feng was truly stunned. He dared not imagine that this was actually the extent of his divine consciousness? He had never heard of any cultivator whose consciousness took such a form.

Qiu Xin was gravely injured, and Ye Feng was consumed by a violent rage. He disregarded everything, unleashing the most brutal supernatural ability within the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Sword Technique, vowing to annihilate everyone present to vent his hatred. Never before had Ye Feng been this furious; he was truly, utterly maddened.

"It’s just that staying with your agent isn't convenient." Xie Yinghuai knew he shouldn't meddle, but he simply couldn't stand the thought of them living together.