Chapter 45: Jealousy

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Mu Anyan was slightly surprised by the arrival, but he nodded in acknowledgment.

Lin Qi was quite delighted. "I never imagined we'd share such a coincidence, coming to visit the old master on the very same day."

Hardly had his voice trailed off when the old master's voice drifted slowly into the air: "Come right on in, little Qi."

Lin Qi smiled and walked inside together with Mu Anyan.

......

Muzi Yun was reminiscing with the three of them, recounting the past when he and Huzi had drifted into the vast ocean aboard a solitary skiff—constantly noting their bearings yet perpetually losing their way.

The sound of the giant bell carried its own magnetic resonance and a certain special magic. Upon hearing those words, they instinctively "opened" their eyes. In truth, their eyes had already been open all along—otherwise, how could they behold this vibrant, kaleidoscopic world before them? Yet they made the conscious motion of opening their eyes once more, and in doing so, the world they saw became entirely illusory.

Uneven sun and moon horns denote a physiognomy that brings misfortune to one's parents. Since his parents were already gone, could it refer to three brothers?

The four of them waited until Jiang Anyi's figure began to descend before pulling their triggers. Four half-foot-long sharp arrows split into upper and lower paths—one high and three low—trapping Jiang Anyi tightly within a net of arrows.

For Cheng Xin, such an outcome could also be considered a blessing in disguise, capable of playing a role in rescuing the precarious Helen Records. Yet a shadow persistently lingered in Cheng Xin's heart: although Raging Fire had agreed to join the company, he consistently refused to show his face.

Muzi Yun, who had just thought about letting out a sigh of relief, stood dazed as the ground shifted, changing his position. When two pathways that had previously been far apart finally connected, the lost travelers crossed paths. Muzi Yun's expression turned quite unsightly, though it was Mo Chaozhen on the opposite side who recovered from his astonishment first.

Hearing the system speak to him in this manner, Qin Ming felt that its logic made sense. Consequently, he announced that he would tidy up a bit before returning to bed to sleep. The next morning, Cheng Xin received a message sent by Qin Ming, and after listening to his recording, she felt it was truly exceptional.

Although Yu Jintian uttered these words ostensibly on Qin Ming's behalf, every single word struck straight at Qin Ming's heart. Seeing Qin Ming in this state, Xu Xinpeng knew he had suffered a great injustice. From the moment he entered the conference room, his conscience had been cross-examining him, yet he had remained trapped in a mindset of self-preservation and had stayed silent.

This Zet was the Zet of the past; if he were to die, naturally there would be no future Zet. His future was already known, but no one else's could be guaranteed. Aside from Forehead, everyone present faced the possibility of dying right here.

She had been trembling continuously, terrified of something in the distance and equally fearful of her own power. A hand tremblingly brushed against her sleeve, causing her to let out a startled cry and snap her head around.

Su Yueyue, working away in the back kitchen, had no idea that Su Xiaoke was the one who had requested her culinary skills. Yet to her, every time a guest specifically named her to cook, it was a form of affirmation—especially since the dishes Su Xiaoke ordered were all expensive delicacies, providing a wonderful opportunity for her to practice her craft.

Tony Stark had won, thereby averting the explosion of the large arc reactor at Stark Tower—which supplied power to the majority of New York—and saving Tony Stark from substantial losses, though to be fair, he probably didn't care all that much.

The mortal realms covered an expanse of land that could not even compare to the territory of a single Bronze-Armored Immortal faction, and across the entire kingdom, there was only one subordinate who was a Bronze-Armored Immortal. Such a domain could barely even qualify for a bronze-grade rating.

Lei Yi stared wide-eyed at the pair of figures ahead, inexplicably finding the scene remarkably harmonious.

The crowd hurriedly stepped forward to pull them apart and offer劝解 (persuasion), but no sooner had Madam He finished speaking than Su Xiaoke decisively raised her foot and kicked her. Madam He, who had been lunging forward wildly and acting crazily toward Su Xiaoke, was naturally caught off balance and was sent tumbling straight off the ox cart by that single kick.