Chapter 51: Midnight Snack Sent from Above

Galo's footsteps froze in the shadows at the kitchen doorway.

The cold white glow of the refrigerator cast its precise light upon the slender figure standing with her back to him.

A silk slip dress outlined the smooth lines of her shoulders and neck, as well as her impossibly tiny waist. Her thick, seaweed-like black hair fell loosely around her, with a few strands clinging to skin so delicate it appeared almost translucent. The contrast between black and white was breathtakingly intense.

The exposed skin was coated with a glaze-like shimmer by the cold light, making her look...

After speaking, the two left the run-down housing area and returned to the hotel. Inside the hotel, they produced the memory crystal, and thus saw the entire course of events clearly.

In truth, the bumpkin's idea was very simple: the purpose of this "Future Automobile" he had developed was to become the epoch-making creator god in the realm of domestic automobiles in the Huaguo nation.

Immediately following this, the previously empty void truly began to distort. Then, a young figure dressed in a white robe appeared within the line of sight of Xiao Yan and the others. The moment he emerged, the white-robed youth could not help but burst into laughter.

"Right this way, please." Wang Bin made an inviting gesture, signaling the two to board the sightseeing vehicle, and then drove them himself toward the direction of Stable Number Three.

With his aged eyes fixed tightly on the clan tattoo between Xiao Yan's brows—the one representing his identity—Elder Xiao Zhen could not help a look of deep emotion rising across his weathered face as he slowly sighed.

Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew in, startling everyone awake. Normally, it was quite normal for a gust of cold air to occasionally sweep across the Siberian ice sheet, but this particular cold wind felt quite extraordinary.

"Zhenggang, could it be that some acupuncture master you know is proficient in this long-lost secret acupuncture technique?" Teacher Chen asked.

However, she could not entirely be blamed for this, as Ye Wudao had not mentioned the matter to her beforehand, which had scared her, the assistant director, out of her wits.

Claudia dodged Tis's fist, but instantly raised her katana once more, thrusting forward with a ferocious strike.

"Everything will be fine. Quickly regroup with the other disciples and guard this place!" Duyuan offered a brief word of comfort, instructing him to join the rest of the disciples in defending the area, before heading toward the northern section of Zhaoyang Plaza.

Moving through the complex cave system, which resembled a spider's web, the group did not make even a single wrong turn. It truly felt as though there was some unseen guidance, akin to the will of the entire world lowering its pride, solely so that Emiya Shirou could catch a glimpse of Matou Sakura before his own end.

"Spit it out, what on earth do you want with me?" Qian Yifei lacked the patience to play this game of ambiguous flirtation with Tang Lin. A little ambiguity was fine to play with in moderation, but if pushed too far, it would become impossible to rein back in.

"Brother Shao, with all these subordinates of mine watching, give me a bit of face!" he said, patting my chest.

However, the danger was not yet over. Although we had grabbed the fat policeman's lower half, he still maintained his previous falling posture, suspended upside down in mid-air with his body facing upward and his head pointing down.

"I hope so. But right now, things are far from over. There is still the Extraterrestrial Group to consider." Ling Chen said solemnly.

One week later, Su Er's power of heavenly secrets could finally be used once more. This time, the guidance from the power of heavenly secrets consisted of only three words, yet these three words caused Ling Chen to leap straight up on the spot in shock.

"What did you say? Shan-zi can no longer serve in the yamen?" Third Aunt-in-law was startled by Qiuse's words, and she asked anxiously.

"I am no good guy, and I came here precisely to rescue a death-row inmate. Even so, are you still willing to be my hostage?" A trace of a smile played across Qian Yifei's face.

Instantly, Qian Yifei froze. This man was handsome—so handsome it was almost absurd, even ten times more striking than the male leads of some current hit idol dramas. Moreover, Qian Yifei had never seen this man before. With looks as striking as his, even taking first place as the school hunk would be well within his reach.

Seeing Wang Yi's calm and unperturbed smile, Jin Fu's heart finally settled. Having followed Wang Yi for many years, he could almost read his expressions and thoughts completely. Jin Fu was not a clever man, but he was definitely a meticulous one.