Volume One, Chapter 37: Wang Nianwei’s Characterization Is All Wrong

“Impudent! Do you think the Prince of Yan’s residence is somewhere you can barge into?”

Ye Luoheng flew into a rage. A battle formation materialized beneath her feet, and more than a hundred mechanical soldiers appeared, surrounding them.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was filled with emotion.

His Prince of Yan’s residence really was a place anyone could barge into.

As though she still had not had enough, Mu Yingchen casually snatched up a bath towel, rubbed her twice with it, then lifted her and carried her outside.

The next day, Xia Qingxiao heard the news: Xia Chujun had thrown herself into the river and committed suicide. Her body had been found that morning.

Tie Rou sniffed. The soft fox fur tickled her nose, and she caught the pleasant fragrance clinging to the clothes. In the entire Wang Family Village, he was the only one who still scented his garments.

She had never been good at fighting over a man’s affections. Besides, Mu Yingchen was the target of countless paparazzi, and she truly had no energy to deal with such sudden incidents.

Whoosh!

The spear shot forward like a venomous snake, darting straight for Bai Tanhua’s throat.

One was broad and heavily built, while the other was slender and frail. Even Qiu Yaofeng, who had some confidence in Xia Luo, could not help feeling anxious for him. Zhu Zhenzhen and Zhang Yuchu were waving their arms and shouting, causing everyone nearby to set down their chopsticks and turn to look.

Guan Ju’er clamped both hands over her mouth. She watched helplessly as a tree rushed toward her. Before she could prepare herself, a tremendous force struck, flinging her violently off course and leaving her too frightened to react.

Han Yue could not resist lifting her head to glance at Sikong Yanfei again. His gaze was deep, and a faint trace of disdain lingered at the corner of his lips, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Sun Yifan looked up and only then saw that the person sitting behind the bar, in charge of operating the machine, was actually Yu Miao.

Upon hearing this, Yuanbao’s eyes immediately widened in horror. Their young master drinking with Wang Qiao—was that not even more dangerous than facing Tie Rou?

Ling Tian nodded. The old physician had been telling the truth. The traditional method of prolonged preparation was already quite close to perfection, but its effects were still far inferior to those of pills. Pills could preserve a medicine’s properties completely while also making it easier for the body to absorb them.

After a long while, the Purple Emperor returned carrying a horned sheep. Horned sheep were docile creatures, and the Purple Emperor had captured it without much trouble.

“Sir, you truly are well informed. Most tuna are caught by fishing, though some are hauled in with nets. But the tuna at Golden Splendor did not come from either of those methods.” Since Lin Jie had helped the waiters improve their sales considerably that day, he was in excellent spirits and rather proudly began discussing the matter with him.

Ahem. Whether this was merely a delaying tactic, or whether Su Luo’s work had caused him to fall as well, only he himself knew.

The strategy of the third-party faction happened to coincide with what Chi Hua had devised, though the other side’s plan was more thorough.

“Send someone at once to bring that wretch Zheng Shirui back. I want to ask him exactly what he has done all these years. How could he have destroyed the Zheng family when it was flourishing so vigorously?” the Great Elder roared.

Under Ling Tian’s influence, when Sun Yibin founded Tianling Security, he also brought the company a forceful, iron-blooded style. As a result, the entire Tianling Security organization and Tianling Martial Academy were permeated by a fierce and domineering atmosphere, making the place resemble a mercenary camp in Central Asia more than a company.

In the nights of the apocalypse, the soldiers had long grown accustomed to going to sleep early. In the enormous military camp, only seven or eight places still glimmered with lamplight, and not a sound stirred anywhere within it.

I am a dancer without hearing, yet I can still dance out a life of my own grace and vitality.

Xuan Xiude had not even had time to speak before Xuan Qi expressed his position on his behalf. Clear Spring Valley was willing to join the Phoenix City of Doom in its entirety and become part of the city. Xuan Xiude could only follow along, smiling and nodding.