Volume One, Chapter 44: A Conversation with Myself

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Before he knew it, Bruce Wayne had poured himself a cup of tea. Sitting down at Lucius's desk, he even crossed his legs and raised his cup to Solan with a cheerful smile.
After such an extensive discussion, the conclusion reached by everyone was simply to pretend they saw nothing and wait to reap the benefits.
Feng Wuhen followed close behind Zhao Qingyun. After walking for a short while, a tower-like structure came into view ahead.
"You heard my explanation just now. I could easily find some evidence to corroborate what I said. But there is no need, because you already believe it, don't you?" Sun Quan smiled.
Two days later, the news of the grain purchases in Gaia City spread via telegraph to the Eastern Roman Empire, to other cities, and to numerous legions. Consequently, the grain-buying phenomenon erupted in various places.
To be honest, at that moment Sun Quan even briefly suspected whether Shi Zimiao had resorted to some trickery—for instance, making the secret manuals in this room far more difficult than those in the others. Such an occurrence, defying all common sense, compelled Sun Quan to entertain conspiracy theories.
With just this realization, he understood that the Sword Master opposite him was neither a jungler nor a mid-laner, but unequivocally a top-laner.
Solan pondered for a moment, then burst into a helpless chuckle. Nina must have been influenced by his own earlier constant nagging. A chairman personally interviewing candidates, while perhaps slightly exaggerated, certainly had nothing to do with any conspiracy theories. Knowing what Nina needed at the moment, he replied without hesitation, typing out a response.
The man was nearly seven feet tall, of Caucasian descent, with a white buzz cut, a massive and sturdy build, and a square jaw that highlighted his resolute nature.
"Naturally. If such a fine thing is within reach and I fail to use my full strength, would I not be a fool?" Feng Wuhen smiled.
Li Wufeng strode in, nodded to his beloved disciple, and then addressed Ao Fan.
He could still clearly sense the magical imprint he had left on that mottled giant viper. The cunning serpent was hiding near the entrance of a cave.
The sea serpent gang was able to control the entire ship—including countless passengers and crew members—not only because of their heavy firepower and relatively abundant manpower, but most importantly because passengers boarding the vessel were forbidden to carry weapons, rendering the numerous bodyguards on board completely useless.
As soon as these words were spoken, not to mention Xuan Yuan Tianxin’s greenish complexion, the faces of everyone else turned deathly pale as well.
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By this time Jiang Asheng had already fallen fast asleep, while Zeng Jing sat by the table, gently stroking the soft water-cleaving sword that had accompanied her through long years, only to be tucked away and hidden for a very long time.
Looking at the collapsed section of the city wall, everyone knew that Piling City could no longer be held. As long as the breach continued to widen, the Chu army would soon send troops to launch an assault, pouring through the wall into the city.
Summoning everyone here today was, on one hand, to respectfully welcome Elder Lin, and on the other hand, to prompt Elder Lin to voice such words of his own accord.
His voice was calm and clear. At first he was somewhat reserved, but influenced by the state of mind of the two seniors and Linghu, he gradually seemed to shed many of his constraints, singing until he became infatuated and ecstatic, filled with a soaring sense of heroism.
Before long, a mass of nine-colored divine radiance caught up and instantly invaded his body. The captain of the enforcement guards’ expression changed drastically, filled with endless terror. He finally realized what that fatal crisis truly was—this nine-colored divine radiance was actually devouring his very essence. He resisted with all his might, but the devouring process continued slowly nonetheless.
A sound like the tearing of rent air echoed through the atmosphere. This blade light seemed capable of splitting the heavens and the earth in two.
Staring at the black gold token for a long time, Murong Yanxi stated her demand: her grandfather's courtyard might hold clues to his past, and she wanted to go look for it.
With the completion of the city-protecting grand array and the presence of three Nascent Soul grandmasters holding the fort, the days that followed were relatively peaceful.
As they were speaking, a group of people walked through the entrance, and the middle-aged man in the lead headed straight toward them.
When Wu Hua uttered these words, his facial expression distorted visibly, showing just how furious he was.
"Director, you are the only person in the entire branch I truly trust, which is why I am telling you this." Zero Hanzawa also fell silent.
However, Zhang Yun could not care about that anymore. He just wanted to rest and recover his stamina so he could handle things properly later.
With a wave of Zhou Shu's hand, dishes were served one after another. Everyone clinked their glasses, and the banquet officially began.
"Two seniors, back then we merely accepted spirit stones to do a job, and never intended to harm anyone's life. Otherwise, we would never have risked offending the disciples of the Qizhi Sect by secretly delivering healing pills to you."
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Anyone would find this bizarre no matter who it happened to. Hai Baobao's earlier behavior was already suspicious enough, and Shao Xuanxuan's demeanor upon arrival was even more questionable.
Nie Feng stared with wide-open eyes, looking with difficulty at the elven male who bore a striking resemblance to Esselin. He heard him ask, "What did you do to my sister?" The tone was mixed with boundless fury, as if he wanted to tear Nie Feng to pieces.
It explained to Linlei that to ensure his safety and prevent his identity from being leaked, the Blue Sky Song had chosen to actively evade detection.
"This is terrible! Esselin and the others must be worried sick about me. I need to show myself immediately, or they'll be worried to death!" Nie Feng slapped his forehead and said anxiously.
The commotion inside the Undead Canyon instantly strained everyone's nerves. All ranged units had long since readied their weapons, prepared to unleash the most ferocious attack the moment those demon clans reared their heads.
His black hair scattered and flew backward due to the high-speed movement. His lunging arm generated an invisible force, forming a spiraling air vortex centered around his fist, surrounded by a chaotic, colorless luster filled with a rampant, destructive aura.
"What is it again?" Liu Dong asked, somewhat impatiently, as he was still waiting to try out the newly acquired VR equipment.
"Perhaps this is how misfortune and blessing depend upon each other!" With a light sigh, Qianye picked up the cup of wine that had appeared in his hand at some point, tilted his head back slightly, and with a "gulp," a large mouthful of wine went down his throat...
"This guy actually didn't die? Heh heh... Heaven really is helping me. This time the Necronomicon is bound to fall into my hands. From now on, let those so-called Radiant Gods all go to hell! Heh heh..." A gloomy voice whispered slightly from the shadows, unnoticed by Nie Feng outside.
"Right! It's the divine ability I just used! You've seen its power yourself; its value is by no means inferior to the cultivation technique you practice." Jiang Hao nodded.
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