Volume One, Chapter 54: He Wants to Bring Her to Meet Another Woman?

Qin Zhan still cared about the child in her womb, so when he leaned over her, he was careful not to press his entire body onto her petite frame.

Not long after they set off, the Mercedes was left behind by the Magotan, and the host, bombarded by questions from the audience, quickly switched the camera to himself.

The next moment, under the control of the Poison God, terrifying poisonous mist whirled violently, rolling toward Zhan Kuang and the members of the Immortal Hall.

The Chu King Hotel was decent, but by no means luxurious—a place where ordinary people might hold a banquet. Director Li did not wish to be too extravagant, so he chose this humble venue; for those in government, discretion and caution are the keys to longevity.

Upon hearing this, Gu Tianfeng raised his eyebrows in curiosity, looking at Gu Qingcheng in confusion. Could it be... that after just one night, these two had already formed a bond that could not be broken?

A series of dull thuds echoed, like sharp knives slicing through cowhide, or arrows piercing waterbags.

“We must be seeing things—look, blood-red liquid is seeping from the walls.” Wei Shengjin wiped sweat from his brow, anxiety flooding his heart.

When Zhang Wei uttered his final words and left the Jin family hall, Jin Batian and the other Jin family experts suddenly remembered Zhang Wei’s true identity.

“Incredible—have I really turned into a zombie?” Dr. Miss widened his eyes in disbelief.

“Perhaps this time, many of us will die here, but we have no other choice. From the moment we entered this ancient tomb, our fate diverged from ordinary people. Whether we live or die, you are all my brothers and sisters,” said Wu Shisan.

The criminal was baffled. Su Qi and the others hadn’t knelt—did that mean they hadn’t done anything wrong? But entering here itself was wrongdoing.

“I never expected this ruin would reach such a state! Who would believe it if told?” Lu Feiyang walked around the circular platform, sensing an invisible force binding everything.

Moreover, the four figures ahead each radiated different kinds of pressure, especially the middle-aged man in the center, whose aura occasionally made him feel compelled to submit. He was the King of Wind; for someone to evoke such submission from him, their aura must be terrifying.

“Pangu’s triple transformation!” Bulma instantly entered the third stage of Pangu’s transformation, her combat power soaring to the level of a Celestial Immortal. She clapped her hands together, unleashing vast temporal power to weaken and reverse Poseidon’s attack, while Liu Hao leapt forward and struck with his palm.

Strange phenomena unfolded one after another. Then, someone noticed that certain places had vanished, no longer existed, while others had gained new islands and continents. Thus, to seize these new resources, the nations once again found themselves in turmoil.

“What?” Lyons was stunned—the crystal coffins were completely empty! Both factions’ coffins contained nothing at all.

Lin Feng realized he could not argue with him and let him address him as “Young Master,” though his heart was filled with doubt. What history did his grandfather and Sun Jisheng share?

Everyone overlooked the possibility of Liang Dong’s victory. They never considered that the two Dong brothers could threaten the Bai family. Perhaps Soul Pursuer had some strength, but compared to the Bai family, it was nothing—merely an ant trying to stop a chariot.

Wang Biao’s body floated midair, eyes closed, face serene, as if untouched by earthly concerns.

After all, Seto Kaiba’s company held immense power in Japan; aside from Pegasus’s International Illusions Society, few could match it. If he didn’t go, who knew what methods Kaiba might use to threaten him?

She thought, since that guy had arrived in a Skoda she couldn’t even recognize, surely he wouldn’t follow her and squeeze into a taxi.

“Uh, how about this—I’ll hand her and Wan Daoyi over to you, in exchange for the Miao Elder. How does that sound?” Tang Qiao considered for a moment and said.

The Empress Dowager was ill. She knew the old lady had been sent back early from the Summer Retreat by His Majesty in September—a sign her condition was grave. At such an age, once an old lady falls ill, no one can say if she’ll recover.

Xia Yiting sat chatting with Xia Zimo. She kept repeating how hard her life was, how she had to earn money for rent, working day and night, and still never making enough each month.

Tang Qiao’s strategy was extremely simple: exploiting the Ghost Tentacle Octopus’s ignorance of defense, attacking in the interval between its strikes, unleashing his strongest two killer moves, and thus slaying the octopus in one blow.

To this, Xia Ziqing added: “Sister, what I can’t have, you won’t either. Your man doesn’t truly love you—just wait, your fate will be even more miserable than mine.”

“Brother.” Zhilan spoke solemnly to Guanyun. “It’s inconvenient to talk here. Let’s return home and discuss.” With that, she took Guanyun’s hand and led him back to the banquet.

He once believed that if he could protect his wife from harm, run his business well, earn enough money to keep her clothed and fed for life, that would be all he could do. Only tonight did he realize he had always been wrong.