Chapter 92: Is She Your Girlfriend?

“Huh? Is that ‘Little Flower’ from next door?”
“Little Flower” had become the code name the girls secretly used for Hua Cheng.
“Has Little Flower blossomed? Am I seeing this right?”
Tang Jing silently listened to the others’ chatter, her gaze involuntarily drawn to the pair.
Hua Cheng had his back to everyone; though his expression couldn’t be seen, just watching him for a while—sometimes raising his hand to gesture, sometimes nervously rubbing his hands on his legs, sometimes busy serving food to the girl across from him—was enough.
Perhaps startled awake by Liu Ling’s voice, Saruyama Kinji, who was also in a sleeping bag, poked his head out, his eyes still bleary with sleep, glanced at Liu Ling, and spoke.
After showering, Wang Xi found that dawn was breaking. She transformed the crescent mark into a bracelet and wore it on her wrist; after all, the original spot where the mark appeared was far too conspicuous.
“How could this be? The beasts attacked them, yet buried the bodies here?” Yinling asked in confusion.
Nangong Changyun’s response filled Ge Huiqian with wild joy. She had never imagined she could receive a military post; at first, she was stunned, but then her smile bloomed like spring flowers, dazzling and refreshing, making hearts beat wildly.
“Oh dear, he likes you!” A sudden voice shattered the awkward silence. Turning toward the sound, they saw it was Elder Bai.
Everyone nearby was utterly astonished. After all, Yan Qingwu’s grandfather was a top figure, someone with enormous influence throughout the Huaxia Military District. His words could make the whole district tremble. Yet such a formidable presence was now asking to meet Li Si?
After the shadow passed, Liu Ling had no intention of staying put. With a quick motion, he followed the shadow, moving slowly after it.
By the time the afternoon hour of Shen arrived, more than half of the village houses were submerged, and the roads had become impassable except by swimming.
Yi Xiao glanced at Lin Xuan. Seeing him nod, she sat down across from them.
Wang Xi composed herself, entered the cave, where the man still sat cross-legged in meditation. She set down the food container and quickly retreated to a safe distance, afraid she wouldn’t be able to restrain herself.
The matter did not end here. Situ Xuan darted forward and stomped hard on his face, pinning him so he couldn’t move. The once-handsome face was now squashed flat, his mouth twisted like a chicken’s bottom.
Shen Liang pushed aside a pile of grass, motioning for everyone to enter the cave. The darkness inside felt as if they were heading straight for the lair of death itself.
Jinghang City, as an international metropolis, was ideally situated. As the saying goes, “Embracing three rivers and girdling five lakes, commanding Manjing and drawing Ou and Yue.” It was a region pulsing with economic vigor. At night, as the city lights came alive, moonlight and lamplight shimmered together on both banks of the Qinhuai River.
Within the industry, it was widely believed that if any company could rival Hengyu Group, it would be the future Qingyun Group.
“Mr. Zhang, did you bring the two Thai Buddha relics you got from the smuggling ring?” In contrast, the two Thai officials across the negotiating table were much more courteous, knowing full well that the young man before them was one to yield to kindness, not coercion.
Sima Xing and the others felt awkward; what was supposed to be a grand Demon-Slaying Tournament had fizzled out. They had expected to catch a hawk, but instead, the hawk had pecked them.
“Mayor Qian, I didn’t expect a leader would come for an inspection. Welcome, welcome!” Clearly, Zhang Yeshan was well-suited for officialdom. Seeing his direct superior arrive, he greeted him with great enthusiasm.
Although the Hanlin Academy wielded little real power, the position of Imperial Scholar was exceedingly prestigious. These soldiers, on the other hand, were from the lowest ranks; how could they compare with a Hanlin? Ordinary people, upon seeing the Hanlin’s official pass, would never dare to offend.
“Early? Do you mean it’s very early now? What do you mean? I get up early every day.” Situ Xuan didn’t understand his meaning; what was so surprising about waking up early?