Chapter 67: The Coffin in the Pond (Part 2)

The old man glared at them. "How should I know what's in the coffin?"
"Let me tell you, only wooden coffins are meant for the dead. Stone coffins, iron coffins—they're all meant to suppress evil spirits."
But now, Princess Xiao Huaiyu could hardly believe her eyes. Such a complete, magnificent procession of cranes had been wiped out entirely.
Three days slipped by in a flash. During this time, there was no training for Yu Li and the others; instead, they were told to rest and relax.
As for where it travels—just look at the two tracks beneath the train. As long as those rails exist anywhere in the world, my train can run upon them.
"Do as you please. Once we leave, you'll plummet into the sea without the support of wind magic. It's your own life—you can do as you wish," Yu Jingjing waved her hand, signaling everyone to disperse.
Less than a minute later, Director Yan’s car appeared in sight. Shi Mukun knew that Director Yan must have parked somewhere nearby.
Ordinarily, with tensions running so high on both sides, it would be impossible for everyone to stop at just a sound. Yet this voice was so commanding and resonant that it forced those on the second floor to halt in their tracks.
"Liu Yaoxi" moved, heading toward the spot where "Xia Mengyou" had been moments before, according to her memory. At last, she found her.
"It hurts, it hurts... Chen Yaofei, Xie Changge, where are you?" I groped through the darkness, calling their names as I searched for the glass bottle I'd flung away.
"What?" "Xia Mengyou" asked as she looked up. Sure enough, there was a large section of ceiling above their heads, hanging precariously and threatening to fall upon them at any moment.
Only then did the people below comply. Many were well aware of Wang Yuan's close ties with the Ye family; recently, there were even rumors that Wang Yuan had become a major shareholder in the Ye family's business.
When Dragon City was upgraded to a level-three gang, the system automatically provided several free residences near the headquarters. As one of the key leaders, Nolan received the right to use one of these homes. After Nolan finished organizing her equipment and skills, I handed her a Dexterity Fruit—since she wielded wind magic, agility was vital to her.
Cai Ming’s men had always maintained a relatively clean reputation over the years; this was well known throughout the underworld. His subordinates rarely dabbled in such trades.
Perhaps fate itself intervened, or perhaps the heavens could no longer bear to watch. On a bright, sunny morning, a boy who did not belong to this village walked slowly towards it.
Liangliang, unfazed, walked over and was embraced by Achen. They say blood ties run deep—perhaps this was the proof.
As for how much profit he could make, Wang Yuan had no intention of dragging things out as Hu Conghua had done for years. It would be best to turn that guy into cash as soon as possible. After all, Wang Yuan knew Hu Conghua wasn't short on money, having saved up quite a sum over the years.
Jinchen loosened his grip slightly, releasing her, then pulled her into his arms again, his kisses wild and reckless, biting deeply at her neck.
As for Old Gun, Wang Yuan had left him to his men for interrogation, adding that they needn't worry about sparing his life. The underlings exchanged sinister grins with Wang Yuan, sending a chill down his spine.
The magazine was empty, but perhaps by a stroke of luck, one bullet struck the divine child Tos, its force preventing him from reaching Xu Qing.
"Words are cheap. How can you guarantee you won't reveal anything about the merfolk when you return?" Mo Yao asked, raising her chin slightly.
The director placed some documents before him, exchanged a few words, and asked him to begin filling them out.