Volume One, Chapter 21: Kneeling

“Kill me! Kill me! I won’t jump, I’d rather die than jump!” The scar-faced boss finally broke down, shouting and screaming, completely collapsing.
He wanted to rush after him and ask if he truly was Archie, but reason reminded him—if it really was Archie, how could he look at him as if he were a stranger?
This time, Mu Zi’ang didn’t follow; instead, he stared blankly at her beautifully bandaged wound.
It had to be admitted, Liu Hongfu was no fool—his words were watertight, and with a wave of his finger, he implicated every one of those bald men on the ground.
“What Luo Yu said is reasonable. Qingyue’s spirit arts can set up a barrier. As long as she sets one, outsiders won’t see in. You can watch as long as you like from within,” Jun Wuxie’s words fell like a stone into a lake, sending ripples across a thousand waves.
If that were so, perhaps he’d show some mercy for old times’ sake and not be too cruel to her.
Murong Che looked at Yun Duoduo; he had always avoided telling her the truth, afraid she would overreact, but seeing her like this only made him more worried.
So Yao Qingmu and Shen Heyi disguised themselves as ordinary travelers and checked into an inn in Erya City.
Leng Muchan sneered inwardly—youth, after all. But if he spent a few years in officialdom, perhaps he’d lose that fearless boldness. Still, what’s the use of composure?
They used plastic bullets, yes, but the guns were real steel. A blow from the butt would crack an ordinary skull open.
Seeing that Zhang Xiu couldn’t control the wraiths, the demon’s heart settled. Raising both hands, the red glow grew brighter, and the wraiths under his command became even more violent and ferocious.
Suddenly, Liu Kang was mentioned again, and Liu Tian immediately grew sullen, the corners of his mouth falling.
After watching Luo Han’s fluid maneuvering, the barrage of comments filled the screen with question marks. None of the viewers expected that, with the right approach, this game could be so simple. Thus, the rumor was dispelled without a fight.

The three men charging forward were all at the first level of cultivation. Qin Peng struck out with his palm, sending all three flying over ten meters and killing them on the spot.
While operating the formation, Nan Chen looked around and saw beams of purple divine light shooting into the sky from the Ziwei Star, like pillars connecting heaven and earth.
Wei Jian swallowed hard, but when he saw Chen Feng unharmed despite bearing the brunt of the attack, he was stunned.
Miracle: Lightning Weapon: Said to be a miracle from the age of gods, used by dragon-hunting swordsmen, it temporarily enhances a weapon in the right hand with the power of lightning.
After everyone else failed, he and Zhang Juyan would certainly be besieged, so leaving early was the best plan; regardless of Ji Wu and the others’ fate, escape would be easier.
Hua Ruxue pondered for a moment, then decided to give Su Yi a chance to prove himself. Although no one in Guanyun City dared bully her now, and she needed no protection.
Enjoying the benefits and hearing everyone respectfully address him as the Red-robed Archbishop, White had started feeling a bit lightheaded these past days.
Pan Feirui was like a man drinking poison to quench his thirst, forced to follow the path Xiaobohan had set for him. He had no choice, no way to evade or compromise. So he acted, even as he hesitated in a way he could scarcely believe.
Zhang Tianyi was stunned. He had thought Yu Qiaoqing had already returned to Yanjing and was waiting for them at the office.
As for Geng Rong, Xiaobohan had no hope for him at all. Even if he survived the next six months and truly left the underworld, fate would catch up with him—debts must always be paid. That’s a rule set in iron.
“Who is it, really?” Luo Xuan was puzzled. Jiang Heng’s stature was not tall—over a foot shorter than the Jiang Tang in her memory. If Jiang Tang appeared, he should stand upright and dignified, not disguise himself to confuse an opponent.
He was probing with this question. After all, it was a task for the office. If it could be completed in passing, all the better. Yet the more he understood and tested, the more he felt Zong Shimeng’s identity was extraordinary.
Ji Yukui, all pudgy and trembling with rage, seemed very displeased at Hua Mo Leng stopping her. She snorted coldly and flew off first.

Now, Jiang Tang only wanted to acquire a complete shadow to hand over to Yu Qiong. Otherwise, who could predict what madness the Mistress of Tianshan might unleash?
After Ye Feng had Loli activate the sharing mode, he sent his spiritual sense inside and was so furious he nearly spat blood. That silly girl had filled over half the bracelet’s space with chicken drumsticks.
As for the insecticide, it was mainly for killing shipworms, for on the sea, besides marine organism fouling and microbial corrosion, shipworms posed the greatest threat to wooden vessels.
The scholar’s cigarette was finished; he flicked it to the ground and stamped it out, releasing a faint wisp of smoke that drifted into the darkness.
A Sheng was taken aback, thinking, How could there be such a person in the world? Knowing someone had put a price on his head, not only did he do nothing to stop it, he actually paid double to buy back his own life. What kind of mind is that?
Ruoshui raised her chin, tensing her jaw as the door was slowly pushed open.
Hearing Zuiyan curse, Wu Mozhi felt stifled and turned to leave. Outside, Cao Chun, He Ji, and Huang Han were resting. At this point, all trace of their military prowess was gone. Aside from their ragged armor, there was nothing to distinguish them from beggars.
Han Xingchuan straightforwardly took the blame. The journalists, hearing this, regardless of what they truly believed, stopped pressing further.
At the rear of the People’s Guard, Huang Qi ordered his horse back and forth, but how could the refugees have the composure of Beian’s armored soldiers? In an instant, some tried to flee. It was like tossing a spark onto dry tinder. Seeing this, Huang Yuming rushed in, clubbing the panicked refugees with his rifle butt—one blow sent a refugee sprawling.