Ancestor Tiangong nodded. With his worries resolved, his lingering soul scattered with the wind. Zhang Ye stood with his hands behind his back, the breeze stirring the hem of his robes. A true king needed no coronation.
The mortuary was extremely dim, with more than a dozen coffins scattered haphazardly around. Before Xie Gongbao could make out the place clearly, he felt something being cast down from above and hurriedly dodged aside. The old Daoist also sensed something was wrong, but his reaction was half a beat too slow. Just as he tried to dodge, he was wrapped up in the net falling from above.
After the manager opened the apartment door, Lin Xiu and the others took off their shoes in the entryway and walked straight in. The moment he entered, Lin Xiu was deeply impressed by how neat and simple the place was.
"Put on your coat first. Go home and take a shower. The weather's cold, so be careful not to catch a cold!" Zhou Yi reminded him.
After Sato Shingo began approaching Akemi under another identity, the resistance in Akemi's heart gradually lessened. Accordingly, the cooperation between her and him also began to feel more natural.
Having just read the intelligence on the Sand Ninja spy, Jiraiya had thought the Third Hokage would protect Yamanaka Yuan well, considering that a seven-year-old child possessed such superb medical skills.
An Le, sitting in that position, could see Di Fangxing's thoughts clearly. But in her eyes, his little schemes were harmless. In fact, having such a pair of eyes watching Jiang Zhongze was a good thing for her and made her feel more at ease.
Hong Ji immediately knelt before the tightly shut door and slapped himself in apology, but the person inside did not want to hear anything