29 To Care

Looking again, the fiery lotus spun and headed straight for the divine Bi-fang bird, vanishing into its body in an instant.

Beneath the walls of Shen County, Lin Qing had established his camp with his troops. Inside the commander's tent, General Lin’s eyes were bloodshot, and his deputy, Qin Ganqi, sat nearby, his expression equally grim.

Elsewhere, upon hearing these words, Bai Xuan was so astonished that he forgot even to cry, staring at his master with wide, round eyes in disbelief.

This mockery was like driving a knife into Ning Ye’s already bleeding wounds and then rubbing in a handful of coarse salt.

However, no matter how much the White Wolf felt that the Emperor of the Elfit Empire failed to live up to his name, he had no choice but to accept it. This was an era of feudal aristocratic politics where imperial power was not absolute and held little sanctity for the regional lords. Once the White Wolf reached the eastern part of the empire, he would likely gain a more profound understanding of this reality.

They coughed incessantly, struggling to breathe, mucus and tears streaming down their faces; some even stumbled headlong into door frames.

“Thump!” Suddenly, Long Xing, who a moment ago had possessed the majestic power of a descending fire god, collapsed onto his knees. His entire body trembled as he gasped violently, and scorched marks appeared in numerous places on him.

He was known as the "Demon Man" rather than a Demon Emperor or Demon King simply because of his origin: he was a mortal.

Once they entered the courtyard, they found everyone gathered, waiting for them. Seeing their return, the group hurried forward to meet them.

It was indeed as described; flowing through the region was a river personally named by the King of Tai—the “Taibi River.”

Finally, when Wang Chen looked up and saw the clear sky above him, he knew he was still alive.

***

For a man like that, there was likely no one willing to provoke him. But since Jin Lingling had already done so, saying anything now was probably pointless.

“That was then. Now, I want one million in interest. If you don’t pay, none of you are leaving this room. Block the door!” Brother Hu barked.

She seized the moment to tackle Xiao Feng onto the bed. Then, with a swift motion, she undid the loosely wrapped bath towel on her body, revealing her beautiful, unadorned form to Xiao Feng without the slightest hesitation.

Unfortunately, Xiao Feng did not speak Malay, and it took a great deal of trouble before he finally found a car heading to Bandar Seri Begawan.

Beside the billiard table, the club manager had already removed his black suit jacket and even undone his tie. The collar of his white shirt was open, as if the day’s temperature was particularly stifling for him.

“What did you say? Delben? The Demon Family?” Lina Ka could not help but be stunned at the mention of that name, her expression momentarily freezing.

As she spoke, a rare trace of loneliness flickered in Kamio Haruko’s eyes. Though it was brief, it did not escape the sharp gaze of Ichimaru Gin.

“However, could you introduce me? You should understand that for a transaction of this magnitude, I must meet your boss in person,” Barton suddenly shifted his tone, speaking with professional rigor.

The young master rubbed his nose, knowing that the "Wild Boar’s" current state must have given everyone a certain misunderstanding about the plane battlefield.

The chiliarch’s orders were passed down, and the centurions and decurions reorganized their ranks, turning the rear guard into the vanguard to retreat. A hundred-man Shenwu squad moved to protect Yang Yi. They had retreated less than a hundred meters when the earth suddenly shook violently, and a massive magic mirror slowly rose from the soil in their path.

Occasionally, they would encounter a sun star, its scorching light hitting the ship; the mere contact made one’s skin feel parched and cracked, entirely lacking the warmth one felt on solid ground.

***

Furthermore, when two parties were locked in combat, if one could mask their aura using a stealth talisman, they might achieve a surprise attack. If one’s strength was inferior to the opponent's, retreating would be far more graceful, preventing the enemy from tracking them by their aura.

The two reached the seaside and gazed at the endless ocean. Jie was deeply moved, while Sang remained calm, watching the jubilant Jie in silence.

Duo Luo had no choice but to follow instructions, lying down and closing his eyes as she pressed against him, snapping several photos in quick succession.

Yet such places were world-renowned, for here, no meteorite was a mere stone; within them all lay the power of the rules of shattered worlds.

Yang Yi had not expected that obtaining a title would be so difficult, so he had brought his old partner, Fuman. It was only thanks to rescuing Gretel along the way and encountering Andre in Hanover that they were not entirely destitute, yet even so, their manpower was severely lacking.

Beyond them, the entire Suojiang City was empty, save for the myriad spirits filling the streets. For reasons unknown, or perhaps under someone’s direction, the spirits silently slipped into designated houses at night and lit the lamps within.

Outside, the rain continued to drizzle, and the sound of their voices amidst the patter of the rain felt exceptionally peaceful and pleasant.

She was about to leave when Shen Donglin pulled her arm tightly. His grip had always been strong, and within seconds of his grasp, Su Mi felt her fingertips throbbing with pain.