Volume One, Chapter 56: Victoria’s True Identity

Returning alongside was Shen Hanchuan. He paused for a moment, his instinctive reaction one of delight. "Zhaozhao! You're back." Shen Chaowu couldn't be bothered to look at him. She replied with a faint "Mm," her attitude lukewarm, neither cold nor warm, hardly enthusiastic. Shen Hanchuan’s eager warmth met her indifference, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.

Only then did Luo Cheng take a closer look at the one holding the gun. He was merely seventeen or eighteen, yet appeared calm and seasoned, with all those at his table following his lead. The others were less noteworthy, clearly men of the underworld.

Yang Mu guessed that at this hour, Dong Yunrou had just awakened and probably hadn’t eaten. If he suddenly appeared, he would surely surprise her—if he then prepared a delicious meal, she would feel especially blessed.

The old man spoke earnestly. Yang Mu, watching Dong Yunrou, gave her a reassuring look, and only then did Dong Yunrou slowly take the stack of money from the old man's hand.

The harshness of life forced people to mature early—Lin Feng was such, and so was Liu Mei. Thinking of that man, whose fate, like hers, was shaped by growing up in a single-parent household, Liu Mei began to believe in destiny.

With starlight infused into him, Ling Yun’s heart stirred, and his figure vanished. Four swords fanned out behind him like the wings of a celestial being; in that moment, he seemed more an immortal swordsman than a mere warrior.

Yet the pale faces of Meng Hao and the others revealed just how terrifying the power unleashed by the collision of axe shields truly was—this was only the energy wave from their clash.

This move, Lin Feng had used before on Ling Wei with excellent results. Repeating the technique now, he again achieved remarkable success.

Since manpower was now far more abundant than at the outset, the Ministry of Agriculture once more proposed a large-scale plan to plant sugarcane. This time, their sights were set along the coast of Yalong Bay, planning an initial phase with over two thousand acres of cane fields, and drafting a comprehensive development plan specifically for the project.

"Enough. Step back. These people—you cannot touch them!" Qin Shi’s voice caused everyone present to shudder. The demon, especially, had his pupils constrict; he had swept the area with his divine sense countless times, and found it empty. Where had this person appeared from?

Each round as it ended, whether on regional channels or the forum, the uproar over the competition never ceased. Discussions continued, and the betting pools exploded again and again.

Yun Zhi nodded, offering no thanks. This was a transaction, after all—his agreement was obligatory.

During the process, they encountered the ship’s hired thugs, but Ning Weirui’s cleverness allowed them to avoid confrontation.

Gu Yu mused, then pushed off with force, sprinting several steps forward. Using the momentum, his right foot slammed against the wall, and like a swift leopard, he leapt towards the opposite wall. His left foot struck that wall, propelling his body higher.

Most crucial of all, the strong ones had already left for several minutes. In that span, anything could have happened.

"!!!" Those who had been fretting over how to strike up a conversation hesitated only briefly before boldly offering their phones. The first to do so was a boy playing with roller skates.

Bei Jingliu’s left wrist was brutally snapped in an instant, and a cry of pain escaped his throat.

Mo Liancheng could do nothing with her. He instructed her to be careful, then pulled Qu Tan’er aside to sit.

He raised his hand, and silver light gathered, forming a dazzling orb. With his thoughts, the demonic aura within the orb rose, gradually replaced and transformed into the celestial energy of a cultivator.

Although the spear captain wasn’t part of Bai Sen’s unit, he did not resist orders. Upon Bai Sen’s command, he immediately began to clear the battlefield.