32. You all wish for me to die.

It was a week later when Lu Tingyuan learned that Ji Qingran had been hospitalized.

Ling Yue had previously claimed to be very busy, yet he had ultimately lent her a hand, so Nan Xia felt it was her duty to treat him to a meal.

The alpha wolf was trembling with apprehension, rambling on about trivial matters. It wanted to ask Village Chief Ye what should be done about Hei Zi’s illness, but it dared not speak, so it had to hold back its anxiety.

However, she was overthinking it; Village Chief Ye had no intention of continuing her treatment. Saving her life was a great accomplishment in itself, and since the consultation fee hadn’t been paid yet, she wanted further treatment? She should settle the current bill first.

Ling Ting’s voice rang out from outside. Nan Xia pressed her hand to her head, afraid to let her thoughts wander further, and instinctively tucked her necklace inside her collar.

The door to the club’s private room was kicked open at that moment. Ye Shulei walked in nonchalantly with her hands in her pockets, arching an eyebrow at the three of them. She was wearing the latest trendy Chanel lace miniskirt, and her long, fair legs were so dazzling as she moved that they nearly blinded Zhao Guang.

"Is that so?" Cheng Xiaoyue gazed at Gao Mubai with a half-smile, a hint of amusement lingering at the corners of her lips.

At this moment, Jin Nanhu still felt a flicker of unease about agreeing to let Ling Feng join his operation.

The Wang family had just returned to the country to develop their business, and their domestic economic foundation was actually quite fragile. It would take at least three to five years to stabilize and become an unshakable titan.

Two guards outside the door rushed in instantly. Seeing the scene, they shouted in deep voices, "What is going on? Has he been molesting you?"

"Yes! Big brother is the true Son of Heaven! The heavens will protect you!" Ye Yuyao wiped the tears from her eyes and said with full confidence.

"If it’s a monster, then I’ll just be a monster hunter. Don’t you worry about this person; leave him to me to deal with. To think that such a disgusting thing was actually hiding in my company—it even makes me feel uncomfortable all over," Gao Xi said, gritting his teeth.

By the time the King Beast discovered the Spear of Heavenly Retribution, Lu Chen had already begun to retreat slowly. He had originally been several hundred meters away from the King Beast, and he didn’t stop until he had withdrawn to about a thousand meters. With the enhancement of his mutant bloodline, Lu Chen could now manipulate soil to launch attacks from a kilometer away.

The rope on the grappling gun was pulled taut, and one of the men put on his gloves and began to pull himself up the rock face.

Relieved of the worry regarding the Great Spirit Sword Rain, everyone was in high spirits. After breakfast, they arrived at the teahouse one after another to begin preparations for the first auction at noon.

Unexpectedly, when Mu Yi and the other two returned on the third day, they were all wounded. Mu Yi, in particular, had suffered injuries to his heart, and Mu Qi was nowhere to be seen.

No matter how arrogant he was, he only dared to target the prodigal sons among the ordinary disciples. These ordinary disciples had no powerful backers, so even if he bullied them, they wouldn’t dare to say much.

"Fu Gui, why don’t you believe in the Holy Religion?" Zeng Hua suddenly turned his head and asked. At his words, everyone’s gaze focused on Qian Fugui.

Suddenly, a miserable cry rang out, jolting Lei Hao, who was still immersed in his excitement. He looked up, only to see Zhan Youjun slam a palm onto Qiu Ruoling’s shoulder, sending her flying.

Na Shan stood beneath the stage watching Xuanchengzi. To be honest, he was breaking into a cold sweat for him... He was truly afraid that the blind old Taoist would fall off the high platform and get seriously hurt, which would leave him in a real bind.

"Then we shall see who has the better luck." Zhang Chuying felt that, at this point, it really all came down to luck.

He hadn’t been willing to use those wild, aged ginseng roots to brew ginseng spirit wine before, but thinking of Old Li, Ghost Eye, and the others, he found some time to brew a few bottles, just in case.