Chapter 104 A Place to Stay

My Years as a Tomb Raider Uncle Jiuyou 1258 words 2026-04-13 15:54:57

Unexpectedly, the woman before him turned out to be someone found by Lady Kang’s people. This woman spoke without leaving any room for retreat; she was certainly not an ordinary person. If it hadn’t been for my involvement, this incident probably wouldn’t have come to light at all.

“This young man once saved my life. Never mind just a room—giving him an entire building would be worth it. But this place is far too old, Wang…”

Gu Sheng was speechless about the situation; there wasn’t even a bride or groom present, yet it still counted as a wedding—what kind of logic was this? She had already spent fifty-seven years by his side in her past life, yet now, he still appeared just as he always had.

Nan Fengling led Gu Sheng into the Nan Feng Group. The staff couldn’t help but point and whisper as they saw them.

As she spoke, Gu Sheng’s face flushed, but the meaning was immediately clear to Gu Mochen.

After delivering the meal, Su Xiyan ran over and settled into her brother’s embrace, leaning against him, feeling reluctant to part with that bowl of egg rice.

Suddenly, for reasons unknown, Qiao Yunlan spun around and swept all the dishes and bowls off the dining table, sending them crashing to the floor.

Wen Siyu’s expression shifted; so that man earlier was the legendary Li Jinnan. But there was no time to dwell on it—getting Gu Sheng safely to the venue was the only thing that mattered now.

Lisa had heard everything from the side, and seeing even a renowned director like Xue E speak so respectfully to Wen Chu, nearly offering her a place in the cast on the spot, she was overjoyed, feeling certain her role was as good as secured.

Though her face showed a muddled complexity, the impression she gave was simply… one of urgent, pitiable longing.

However, the man’s continued curses could no longer be heard; Cang Jingyan slammed the door shut with a bang, plunging the previously noisy room into instant silence.

The bar kept this kind of liquor mainly for display—no one expected anyone to actually order it.

After talking at length, Yi Wanfeng took a sip of water, only to catch sight of Shen Lian asleep and nearly spat out his drink in shock, his face souring at the sight.

Magicians, often called uncrowned nobles, were certainly of noble standing. Lorraine believed that as a magician, she ought to grasp certain aristocratic manners, and the reflection in the mirror did indeed look quite proper.

Yin had pondered this question for a long time. He truly couldn’t recall where he’d been last time—or the time before. All he seemed to remember was a single place he’d visited before.

As for Liu Feiyang standing before him, with Elder Qin as his support and his own business ventures, there seemed to be grounds for developing a deeper relationship.

Just as the Gecko’s monstrous right arm was smashed by a punch from Ken Kaneki, Kaneki seized the opportunity to leap into the air, then brought together the four scaly kagune from his back, striking down in unison at the already retreating and battered Gecko.

In the suddenly heightened vision of Xu Liang’s demonized ghoul eye, he once again “saw” a triangular bomber, horizontal in flight, hurtling at breakneck speed toward their sea area from hundreds of miles away.

“Hey, secrets are fine, but you have to promise me one condition.” Milos smiled, holding up a single finger.

Tang’er hadn’t woken. Bing instinctively followed her arm to her nose, only relaxing when he felt the faint breath that proved she was still alive.

Ye Shanghan showed no mercy, abruptly drawing his blade and stabbing it into the bald man’s other shoulder, then kicking his knee. Unable to withstand the attack, the bald man collapsed to one knee in wretched defeat.

“When did this happen?” Perhaps it was from spending so much time with Lu Jingnian, but their temperaments were growing increasingly alike—even their tone of voice was beginning to match.

Xiao Feng spent the entire afternoon in his own shop and truly felt how poor business had become. Other than a single migrant worker coming in for a meal, not one other customer appeared.