Volume One, Chapter 36: You Said You Didn't Want Others to Misunderstand
Yan Qiuning’s eyes were moist, as if she were struggling to keep tears from falling. She looked slightly displeased. “Does it trouble you so much, Ninth Brother, to have any other kind of relationship with me?”
As the surge of energy struck, Ultron’s body began to break apart, yet at that moment, a smile appeared on Ultron’s face.
Before the main camp, Gongsun Zan’s vanguard of swordsmen and shield-bearers had been scattered. Qu Heng was about to lead his troops back to camp, but Gongsun Zan’s White Horse Cavalry pursued relentlessly. In the rear, several hundred horsemen were trapped—seeing this, Qu Heng did not hesitate but immediately turned back with his men to rescue them.
Like Chen Zhong, Xiang Ming’s mouth had been sewn shut with black threads. Death had come so swiftly it caught him unprepared. His eyes were wide open, a hint of confusion still lingering within them.
After deliberately leaving an opening, Peter was sent flying by Professor Connors. Seizing the opportunity, he landed lightly atop a nearby lamppost.
Having received the wrong information and caused Lu Huaian such humiliation, she was promptly cast aside by him. She wanted to confront Qing Yunqian, only to discover that Qing Yunqian hadn’t returned home for two consecutive days.
“It’s nothing serious, just that I’ve exhausted much of my inner strength lately. I’ll need a period of recovery,” Xueshan replied.
The arrival of Hua Xiong was like a calming pill for Dong Min’s anxious heart. Although this “pill” had no plan in itself, Hua Xiong’s fighting prowess was like installing an extra door at home, making him feel a little safer.
She patted her chest gently to steady her breath, her heart full of wonder. They had all grown up together, so when had Cheng Jingchen managed to secretly train himself into such a powerful figure?
Qin Zhi sat with Lu Rongxuan at some distance from the others. Lu Rongxuan watched them impassively, while Qin Zhi clasped her hands tightly, raised her head to steal a glance at Jiang Shiqing, then lowered it again, making it impossible to read the emotions in her eyes.
If she could establish connections with the wives of officials, the hundred taels of silver spent on this membership card would be well worth it.
Speaking of shopping, Lin Shihao was no match for Zhao Yu. Whatever Zhao Yu fancied was always the most expensive and the best.
It couldn’t even distinguish what was around it; it only opened its bloodied maw again and again, devouring everything nearby.
“Consort Yu, everything will be fine,” Fortune replied. Long Xiang asked no further questions, nor did he intend to pursue why Fortune knew so much.
If she were to be found hacked into seventeen or eighteen pieces, that stain would never be washed away throughout her life. The very thought of such disgrace made Lin Yunxi shudder uncontrollably; she resolved to endure for now, and wait until she was absolutely certain before making a move against the Beast Emperor.
She was equally shocked by the kick Xu Jing had just delivered. There had been no sign of elemental or spiritual power, yet the speed and force surpassed even what a martial grandmaster could achieve.
The attitude of the “Covenant of Kin” and the “Watchtower” towards the Warhammer battalion made this place one where neither father nor stepfather cared, a place constantly caught between two sides.
At that moment, the gigantic cat demon leapt down, hooked the monkey with its claw, and tossed it onto Zhu Lin.
They waited a full five minutes, and nothing abnormal occurred. If that ambitious Ancient God sensed the strange energy fluctuations here and was not greedy, there was nothing Su Xiao could do about it. He would simply leave Siren Harbor and search for the location of Terror Island.
“Why did you suddenly buy me a phone?” Zhao Yu asked again. He’d already asked this question once.
At that moment, Xue Rengui was secretly delighted. After all, Cao Cao might become his greatest enemy in the future, but now he had gained soldiers and population while Cao Cao had not. This shift in resources was yet another advantage for him.
The light waves continued to radiate outward. Snow melted and refroze along their path, turning everything within a ten-mile radius into a smooth, mirror-like sheet of ice.
Otherwise, he would never have taken such a risk. If the people of Mecha Star discovered him, he would be in serious trouble. This was no ordinary mech, and Mecha Star would never allow such a powerful machine to be sold to a private buyer.
Staring at the familiar name displayed on his phone, Yi Le was momentarily stunned. Unbidden, an image of a flawless, adorable face surfaced in his mind.
Wang Shao hugged his quilt, muffled sobs escaping him. He had spent every day with those guards, forging much deeper bonds than Yang Hao had. Yet Yang Hao understood this feeling—akin to the camaraderie of anti-narcotics teammates in later generations. Overwhelmed by complex emotions, he simply watched Wang Shao quietly as he vented his grief.
“Old Qiu, don’t get worked up. Tell me what’s really going on,” Hao Tianxuan said.
Yi Le nodded. After watching Megumi Kato leave, he turned to head back to the classroom—only to be surprised to see all the students in his class filing out.
Li Yuyun, too, followed him as he went, arriving at this open space behind him.
“Could it be even more powerful than the Fangtian Jiao Python I searched for all these years?” The elder lowered his voice, his expression filled with doubt and unwillingness.
It was necessary to notify Zhang Jiao first and obtain his permission before sending troops to the rescue. After all, Zhang Jiao was the leader of the uprising, and for these peasant rebels, he was the supreme commander. One could not act without his orders. Otherwise, where would the leader’s authority be?
Recently, there were rumors that Chai Yan and Chen Jie were planning to join forces with a powerful company to target Yang Xudong’s Oriental Company. The rumor was spreading like wildfire, as if the confrontation was imminent.