Volume One, Chapter 37: President Zhou’s Fragile Heart

Shen Chaowu firmly pressed down the hand that was reaching toward the hem of her skirt. Her dark brows arched slightly, her face betraying no sign of fear. The strap of her dress hung loose, slipping down her smooth, white shoulder. She seemed utterly unconcerned.

Shen Chaowu was unaware of how beautiful she looked at that moment. Long, seaweed-like hair cascaded over her chest, thick and lustrous like a waterfall. Her upturned nose and red lips were striking, the corners of her eyes tinged with a rosy flush reminiscent of peach blossoms.

Her lips parted slightly, and from Zhou Jingdu’s angle, he could see the woman’s soft, pink tongue. Zhou Jingdu’s gaze grew darker. The inherent difference in strength between men and women made it easy for him to subdue Shen Chaowu’s resistance with just a bit of force. His large hand gripped both of hers, twisting them above her head, forcing Shen Chaowu to arch her round—

Meanwhile, among those at the captain level, five individuals had already obtained the complete three-piece set, and the muscular man had even gathered all six pieces, making him, apart from Zhang Yang, the sole person in the tribe to achieve this distinction.

Therefore, Mu Bai decided to absorb the meteorite right there in the hotel. By the time anyone traced it to him, it would be too late for them to do anything about it.

The commotion drew Luo Wu’s immediate attention—he had been keeping an eye on Ling Tian—so he rushed in with his people. Ouyang Yuanyan also brought his men to join the crowd. Others affiliated with these two major organizations gathered as well, eager to see what had caused such a stir that a massive pit was being dug here.

Offstage, Sun Zhuo was anxious. Perkins’s move had indeed been a bit heavy-handed, but for Durant to attempt such a dunk was simply reckless.

This was why Wolong had contacted Zhang Yang: he wanted the Yamata-no-Orochi to know that the Horn of Friendship was wealthy, promising, and fair to all. He believed that these words, if spoken by Zhang Yang, would be more effective than if Wolong said them himself.

This value system is not expressed in words, but in action. Once people feel it, they will spread the word, gradually forming an atmosphere around it. When that happens, everyone will want to do business with him and offer him the best opportunities, leading to ever-greater success. This is the essence of soft power.

Everyone was dumbstruck. None of them had expected that Zhuo Fan’s tiger-like punch would be so effortlessly deflected by Lin Chen.

Having finished the NBA season and the Olympics, Sun Zhuo truly needed a break. He wanted to step away from basketball for a while and go on a date with Jessica Alba.

First, the storyline is set; each episode’s script is finalized, character models are created, followed by scenes, movements, and expressions. Once the anime’s draft is complete, it moves on to editing and voice acting.

Ahri was fine. Sivir used Flash to escape, Yorick cast W to save a teammate by leaving a crow, a selfless act.

If one were to sum it up in a single phrase, it would be: “What is love in this world, that it makes people willing to live and die for one another?”

After teasing out the traits, analyzing from every angle, the next steps—item builds and tactical decisions—are predicted with pinpoint accuracy.

She was tormented by two voices within her: one urging her to seek revenge on Tang Lin for Zhang Junze, for love’s sake; the other telling her, for the sake of gratitude and righteousness, not to seek vengeance, because she could not be certain Tang Lin was truly the killer.

Xiao Mu now suspected there were more green copper fragments in the ancient village. Otherwise, how could his fragment have displayed those visions?

When he returned to the marquis’s residence, dinner was already served—a table laden with delicacies, including dishes lovingly prepared by An Ning and An Jing. That familiar aroma moved Qin Chuan deeply; perhaps, for him, this was truly the taste of home.

Their ambush had failed, and they’d allowed the enemy captain to farm freely for quite some time. The red team’s five members were now mentally on the brink of collapse.

Unfortunately, Yi never told me how to find them. Yi only said that each Dragon Shadow in the pupils can sense that location via psychic ability.

Madam Mei asked Lu Ming about what happened on the ship that day. Lu Ming said she’d been in her cabin when she heard the commotion outside and rushed out to save someone. When she jumped in, she had no thought but to rescue the person in danger.

Regrettably, he had not inherited the ancient dragon’s secret techniques or cultivation methods from his bloodline. But if he obtained the Thunderfruit, he might truly achieve an atavistic transformation—activating both his dragon blood and soul. At that point, in some respects, his power would rival that of a primordial dragon.

With a crash, a hand seized the sword-wielding hand of the stone statue, and the other struck the statue’s chest. At the point of impact, visible circular ripples spread outward, one after another.

After all, Luo Yi had previously saved their lives, so they held him in great esteem. And now that Luo Yi had just rescued them from the formation, their respect for him grew even deeper.

This pair of Frostfire Gauntlets—one icy blue, the other fiery red—was a third-tier True Martial Arcane Weapon.

“So I am certain that besides the Kobe Maru and the treasures that have already been transported away, there must be another cache hidden domestically, right near Nanjing!” Master Tang declared.

As Luo Yi fretted over what was happening to him, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Lin Qi suddenly realized he’d been played by Yang Ning; his face flushed with anger and paled with embarrassment. He knew his earlier actions had been most ungraceful, and he was puzzled as to why he’d grown so irritable all of a sudden—years of cultivated composure evaporating in an instant.

Pleasant Goat had never known her grandparents were still alive. She had always wanted to learn about her parents, but now, the old man before her turned out to be her grandfather.

She pushed herself up, rubbing her drowsy eyes, and looked around, captivated by the strange sight.

The earth’s core flames became a raging ocean, sweeping through and consuming every being entangled in karma. Yet for those untouched by karma, the sea of fire passed over them without the slightest harm or discomfort.

In Gu Changfeng’s Divine Sphere, the white portion grew less and less, while the purple increased, its volume now more than double what it had once been.

Facing Xiang Lang, Huang Shen still fulfilled his subordinate duties. In China, such propriety was highly valued. Having finally seized an opportunity, Huang Shen did not want to leave a bad impression. Today, King Frederick III had summoned him for an important discussion, chiefly concerning the Roman, Gaius, who had appeared at the banquet.

Yet, he realized with some sorrow that his actions served only to put his mind at ease.

Tang Feng had learned that a car was tailing Sun Zhihui and the others, so he didn’t ask further, only reminding them, “Safety first!” and “Leave some clues for Leng Jianfeng on the western outskirts.” With that, he ended the call and dialed Liu Fei’s number.