Chapter 90: Lu Wenhan's Revenge

A moment ago, Lu Feibai had been arrogant and domineering, as if nothing in the world could faze him. But upon seeing who had arrived, he could not help but tremble in fear. Lu Wenhan’s chubby face and small eyes glimmered with gloating amusement. “Hello, little brother,” he greeted.

“Big brother, you… you dare betray the Lu family?” Lu Feibai was stunned, unable to believe what he was witnessing...

Just as he was at a loss, golden particles of magical energy suddenly appeared two steps before him, swirling slowly into the magnificent golden form of a heroic spirit whose class was Avenger, one who had exchanged true names in cheerful conversation with Relos.

Ding Zhan approached, somber yet proud. “Let’s talk outside.” This was Ding Zhan—someone impossible to ignore.

Over the past month, Lin Dong had pondered countless times what the reward for the hidden quest might be. His highest hope was for a medicinal cuisine recipe.

Xue Li was doubtless one of the backbone figures of the First Army. As soon as Yun Fan received word from Xue Li, he immediately informed him about the latest circumstances at Yigetv.

Wu Zhenhai said, “What are you wagering?” Ling Tai smiled, “You know even if I don’t say. Put up that sacred relic of yours as the prize!” Ling Tai was exasperated; this Taiping cult leader really did treat the dragon-carved jade cong as if it were the Buddha’s relic.

Only today, after listening to his mother, did he realize that this chubby man had only just arrived in Bincheng. Coincidentally, during the ten days he’d been delayed, the price of sea cucumbers had soared to the heavens.

“Do you intend to continue existing in this form?” Rorona asked in confusion, finding it hard to imagine anyone standing before the wish machine and wishing simply to “remain as they are.”

“Captain Zhao’s words may sound reasonable on the surface, but have you considered, Captain Zhao, that a soldier in the field cannot always await orders? The tides of battle shift in an instant, and the greatest duty of a battlefield commander is to seize the moment and fulfill the highest strategic goals.”

At once, everyone tensed and rushed back to their posts—some loading bullets, others cleaning machine guns. Everything seemed to return to its previous calm.

“I know. But if you want me to break this seal for you, rest assured, I will do it,” Li Ming said softly.

Ye Kai’s face was filled with helplessness. In truth, when he first caught sight of Peng Lili’s body, it was only for an instant before he hurried into his own room. Now that he thought back, all he could recall was a flash of white; everything else was a blur.

Ye Kai and his companions were not so fortunate. All their winter clothing had to be prepared by themselves. Without it, they could only shiver in the cold. Of course, the army would never let anyone freeze to death; occasionally, they would offer a bit of help.

The battle was brutal to the extreme, with neither side employing any fancy moves—just the most simple and direct displays of power, each blow landing solidly.

Ding Li walked back and forth in the room, his hands clasped behind his back. After Xun Yu shared his opinion, he fell silent. Jia Xu stroked his beard, several times on the verge of speaking, yet each time he restrained himself.

Yet when Ye Kai asked about the money, he showed no fear at all. In fact, he wondered if his hearing was failing, for he could still hear Ye Kai’s faint laughter.

“Mr. Ma, there’s no rush to cooperate, nor do I intend to plunge into international affairs right away. You may return and consider my words carefully. I believe you’ll have a new perspective before long,” Hang Yu said.

In that moment, Li Yunfeng was strangely reminiscent of the time in his previous life when he refined the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill.

Anyone capable of venturing into the Realm of No Worries must possess unique abilities. For an establishment of Longshan Tower’s caliber, every adventurer lost could mean a significant blow.