Chapter 367: It's Rare to Have Time

Sun Yang shouted as he dashed out in hot pursuit.

Only Li Changan and Han Ruoxi remained in the dormitory.

Han Ruoxi leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, and cast a glance at him.

"Captain, aren't you tired? Being this busy, why not take a break while you have the chance?"

"It's fine, I'm used to it," Li Changan replied simply, picking up the terminal on the desk to check his messages.

"I really don't understand you, having rare free time like this,"

Yan Yue's heart tightened instantly. Why was Lei Zhentian coming at this hour? Over on the other side, the moment Yan Yue shifted slightly, Yiyi and Aiai hurried forward to attend to their master's washing.

Ordinary people could never afford it; only aristocratic families or wealthy merchants were privileged enough to enter and indulge.

She rarely spent so much time in the morning filling the tub, adding essential oils, and soaking motionlessly, mostly because she had no idea how to step out and face Qin Lang, or address the awkward topic he had brought up.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the General's wife is suffering from a bout of madness! Please show mercy, Your Majesty!" Nanny Zhuang cried out loudly while restraining Li Yunniang, hoping this excuse would spare her from imperial punishment.

"Alright, I understand," Guo Menghan secretly rejoiced, knowing that at the very least, she was still considered Ling Lie's confidant, as he never forgot her for the critical assignments.

John anxiously dialed Piao Aimin's number, but the man refused to answer. After too many attempts, the phone was turned off, leaving John stamping his feet in frustration. Piao Aimin had followed him to City A. If anything went wrong, the responsibility would fall entirely on his shoulders. The more John thought about it, the more terrified he became, pacing restlessly around the living room.

How they knew her, Ye Li had no idea; she was merely terrified of such touch, screaming hysterically as she struggled violently to break free.

"But we haven't found a single shard of the Ancient Sacred Treasure yet. Wouldn't it be an absolute pity to just run away like this?" Qing Yun asked, stunned and reluctant.

Feng Fan withdrew his golden sword and pinched a hand seal, dodging the ghost's terrifying strike, then shifted his technique to suddenly unleash a fireball. As the ghost lunged at Feng Fan once more, the fireball surged forward to meet it.

Diana proactively took the front passenger seat, while Qin Yu and Su Ziyan whispered sweet nothings to each other in the back seat as if no one else were there.

Just as Zhang Hao was examining Liu Beishan, Long Bayu and Feng Feiyi returned, naturally taking their places at Zhang Hao's side. Their eyes swept around, finding amusement in the sight of those people with their backs bent, digging into the mountain; they certainly wouldn't be that foolish.

One of them slapped a talisman directly onto the zombie's forehead, muttering incantations under his breath.

Before her stood a robot connected to an array of wiring, the lens cleaner on its camera blinking steadily.

"Why walk over there? We can just fly," Qin Yu grinned, and with a mere thought, a pair of pitch-black wings materialized on his back.

But upon closer inspection, it truly was them. Luo Meifeng had seen them during the county assembly, and the pair had even wept about their poverty to her to apply for relief funds. At the time, Luo Meifeng had approved some funds for them; looking back now, she had been blind.

While everyone else was lost in deep thought, Wang Kai, hiding behind the crowd, flashed a look of panic in his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably. Despite his best efforts to conceal it, Ye Chen still caught the trace of terror flickering in his gaze.

"Emperor Star, I can use the Heavenly Secret Heaven-Concealing Array to send you away! You must leave first! Once you achieve the Divine Realm, you can return to subdue this monster!" After a moment of hesitation, the Grand Elder looked steadfastly at Qin Yu.

Thus, in terms of sheer cultivation level, Shao Shuiyu, Fu Qingzhu, Jiu Liansen, and Yue Xingyang were all evenly matched.

In a brief span of moments, the gap between the two four-bead variants became glaringly obvious. Initially, Yi could barely hold his ground, but as time dragged on, Yi proved to be no match for Hei at all.