Volume 1, Chapter 45: Isn't It Just Acting?

Suddenly, a muffled gunshot echoed from afar. I looked up and saw lights flashing in the sky a few miles away. At this hour, it must be the forces notified by Bureau Chief Zhang arriving.

Accompanied by violent coughing, Glorystan, whose nose had filled with water, instantly regained consciousness. She tumbled up from the bed and instinctively whipped out her side sword in the very first second, her face contorted with a ferocious expression.

Originally, the Fuxiang Firm also had a branch in Xiangyang City, but with people constantly coming and going and cargo moving in and out, the environment was not as nice as Li Hongyu's residence. Moreover, Zhao Xin felt it would be inconvenient to stay there, so she chose to lodge at the Li family's estate instead—after all, there were plenty of rooms available there.

"School?!" Upon hearing the mention of school, Shu immediately bounded straight up from the bed and looked at Tsukiyo with an excited expression.

Although Tsukiyo had no idea what a Core of God was, it made no difference to him; after all, when it came to the technique of absorbing demonic energy, no one understood it better than he did.

And so, those two morons, who had been utterly terrified of this sacred ground just moments before, now set their sights squarely on the highest-ranking official.

"Please cherish me, my lord"—these five words acted like the strongest aphrodisiac. As Cai Yan uttered them, Ying Fei, thoroughly stimulated, transformed into a lone wolf of the moonlit night and lunged fiercely forward.

"Ernao, what is actually going on here? Why are the ordinary folks of Wangjia Tower so cruel? They actually used such a horrific and inhumane torture as lighting the sky lantern on you? Did you perhaps commit some unpardonable evil deeds during your lifetime?" Old Liu fired off questions like a string of firecrackers.

"Idiot," Tsukiyo curled his lips in disdain before sending the old man flying with a single punch.

"Sister, are you alright?" Zuo Youqian ignored the wound on his foot. The force he had just used to pull the man out had reopened his injury, and blood was already beginning to seep through the darkness.

"What is liking? What is love? How does one resolve lovesickness? How does one sever sorrow?" Zhuge Fangming rattled off four questions in one breath.

When it came to photography, Zuo Youqian had no argument in rebuttal. Ming Che had a professional background, after all; how could he possibly compare?

As soon as they stepped outside, the two bumped straight into Qiu Pingchu and Lu Quanxi, who were looking for Ling Chen. With a single exchange of glances, Pei Ying knew what they were going to ask.

That high-ranking official was currently in the sales department—the company's most critical division, which generated over a billion in revenue for the firm every year. No one dared to offend him lightly.

Zeng Guangzhao invited Yi Mu to go along, but Yi Mu refused. He was afraid he would get indigestion in that kind of environment.

Temple rules forbade leaving any leftover food behind; otherwise, it would show disrespect for the grain. Unwilling to let his young master bear such a sin, Ah Qi had no choice but to take it and eat it himself.

Since these people were so terrified of her and had painted her in such formidable terms, she might as well use this reputation to threaten him instead.

"Oh, enough of this. Shall we talk about something serious?" Baili Chu shook his head. This fellow was completely impervious to reason; he might as well stop wasting his breath and let the man figure it out himself.

Just as her hand touched the man's sleeve, He Chengjin keenly sensed a fierce gale whistling toward her face.

Li Cha said it was out of the question for the time being. The secret formula for demonic energy reinforcement was something he had stumbled upon by chance, and it was still in the handmade stage.

Just as Grand Empress Dowager Dou had said, if the King of Ji had ambitions for the supreme throne, why bother seeking afar while neglecting what was near? Establishing the four great protectorates in the southeast, west, and north to serve as shields for the Han Dynasty was also a far-reaching strategy. Empress Dowager Dong naturally had no objections and further stated that they should emulate the previous dynasty by appointing four conquering generals to govern the four directions, all under the command of the General Assisting the Han.

The earliest generation of Andrians could personally feel the presence of the Father God. Although they had not witnessed the heroic deeds of the Father God, they passed them down orally through the memories preserved within their souls.

"Second Senior Brother, is that you?" As Zhu Bajie was hurrying along his way, he heard Monk Sha's voice coming from the side.

"Master, have you forgotten? Your humble servant was bestowed upon me by you, Master, back in the day." After saying this, the Myriad Ghost King wore a look of reminiscence on his face.

In any era, talent was a rare commodity. Just think of how the Freedom Alliance, in order to win over Professor Bingchen, gave him guns and cannons upon request; the big boss they had captured through untold hardships ended up straight in Professor Bing's laboratory.

His inner rational priestly bishop personality would steer this destruction as if it were the finest stallion, using it to mold the entire nation into devotees of the Sacred Church.

Even an elderly, frail Snow Wolf King in Hunter's Village could attract the covetous eyes of the Orcs, causing them to disregard the survival rules of the northern tribes that had stood for years and launch an invasion.

Grand Tutor Cai, citing numerous classic texts, first argued that the state of Ji enjoyed excellent finances and faced no crises, making tax increases unnecessary. He further asserted that "levying no taxes" was an established appeasement precedent of the two Han dynasties and must not be altered arbitrarily.

On the surface, Yinggou accepted the punishment of the Yellow Emperor, but deep down he remained deeply resentful and filled with monstrous grievances. The Yellow Springs Nether Sea gathered all the negative emotions of the three realms, such as malice and desire, causing Yinggou to be polluted and influenced by it, ultimately transforming him into a zombie.

To achieve this, he had expended a great deal of effort, even sweet-talking his paternal cousin who served as a consort in the Desert Royal Palace.

Emily extended the needle forward. She was somewhat surprised that Chenan was not deliberately holding down the cat in his arms.

As the news of Cao Debao's real-name report against Zhou Bingyi spread, the two of them were constantly pointed at by their neighbors whenever they returned to their parents' home, and even their parents kept blaming the two of them for doing something devoid of conscience.

Only Qianxia was deep in thought, because the only person who would sleep in a rocking chair under such circumstances was her father.

Aimed at his lungs, Guan Xiyue channeled her spiritual power, and a thin, dense layer of black Qi was drawn out from the inside, adsorbing directly into her palm.

The fruits and vegetables grown in the spatial realm had already matured, covering over three hundred square meters of land. It was time to harvest and use them.

This secret had once been sold by him to the Prophet, and it was authentic, valid information verified by the Prophet.

Moreover, she could not be certain whether the Grandmaster represented the full extent of Su Qian's strength. The last time she received intelligence, descriptions of Su Qian's power placed him merely at the level of a top-tier expert.

No one knew that during the mission to seal the dragon vein, Namikaze Minato, upon recognizing his own son, had made a choice.

Now this situation had reached a point of life and death with no retreat whatsoever. Qi Xingyuan also knew that saying anything more was useless.

Shen Wei brandished the two treasured sabers for a moment, deciding that neither of them compared to her Myriad-Slaughter blade. Remembering her blade, she found that the maid Taohua was nowhere in sight. Upon searching—well, lo and behold—the girl was having a high old time chopping up wooden tree stumps.

"How impatient. Even more impatient than I am." Yan Ming, residing on the fiftieth floor, discovered the movements of these military officers through his released spiritual energy.