"Should we go straight to that grand bathhouse tonight and take a look?" Touko asked, sprawled on the sofa in a boneless slouch. "Besides, the cultists of the Three Gods of Death can't stop us anyway."
"To be honest, I do want to do that," Aoko said, rubbing her chin as she thought. "But if we don't know where the informant Talina actually is, and we make a move against the grand bathhouse, then once she hears the news and runs—" Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, Zhang Duo was knocked onto the living room sofa. In the blink of an eye, the clothes were stripped away, and dry wood met raging fire, sending sparks flying as the living room filled with sensual heat.
That day, just as everyone was about to get off work and leave the office, the heads of the various offices suddenly received a call from the county committee office: a fire had broken out on North Mountain in Wanglou Township, and the county committee ordered every department to rush there and fight the blaze.
The bonfire was lit, and the aroma instantly became overwhelming! After days of hunger, their cramped, shriveled stomachs finally relaxed. But Qilonghai had no mood to sit down and eat chicken with a clear conscience. After a hasty round of smoke and flames, the half-cooked chicken was stuffed into his stomach.
At the middle-aged man's command, more than twenty people on the other side howled and charged at Yang Dong and the others under his lead.
Just like that, the sudden incident was brought under control. Zhao Songlin's older sister clasped Tian Chuan's hand, tears streaming down her face.
"Lord Emperor, in consideration of all the hard work Qingxian has done for you these past years, could you tell