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Gou Yunbao smiled and pulled a folded diagram from his cloth bag, handing it to Bai Linghuai. Bai Linghuai slowly unfolded it, revealing the Five Great Mudras of the Shakya lineage.

As they ate and chatted, Yang Ming began to feel that Hu Jing was truly a talented actor. Since arriving in this world, he had watched some of Hu Jing’s works and found his acting skills quite impressive—reminiscent of Wu Jing from his former world. Collaborating with him on a future project might be a wise choice.

Li Ru couldn't help but smile bitterly. A turtle might find an opening while a rabbit naps, but a snail could never hope to outrun a hare.

Shangguan Ziran thought he saw a figure just now, but figured it must have been his eyes playing tricks on him. When he looked again, there was no one there. He must have been getting paranoid.

Kaneki suddenly realized that Zhang Tingyu’s claim about winning the championship might not be entirely impossible. Of course, this was just a standard ranked match; facing a professional team would require much more caution.

Bai Linghuai cast a murderous glance at Wei Meng, who immediately shut his mouth and bowed repeatedly in apology. Only then did Bai Linghuai look away and resume eating.

She secretly scolded herself for being so overly sensitive, especially as a married woman; it was truly unbecoming.

Tai Chi has only one move; everything else is nonsense. That one move is to deflect force, but one must possess divine strength to do so. As the old saying goes, without the strength of a thousand pounds, one cannot hope to deflect a thousand pounds with four ounces.

"I understand what you're saying, but when it happens to your own loved ones, you can't just make that worry disappear overnight," Zhou Xiao said, leaning into Xiao Zaicheng’s embrace, habitually fidgeting with his large hand.

In a fleeting moment, unseen by others, a look of disgust flashed in Xia Jie’s eyes. She quickly composed herself, and the expression vanished as she disappeared near the door.

As soon as Qiao Na finished speaking, Shen Shilin’s gaze swept past her and landed on me, lingering on my torn and tattered clothes.

***

Seeing Shi Kai walk in while holding Mingyue’s hand, Feng Wuyan’s expression became quite unnatural. Mingyue noticed the change immediately and quickly pulled her hand away. Shi Kai, thinking Mingyue was just shy in front of so many people, didn’t give it a second thought.

"How is that even possible! Su Wanniang, I really think I need to buy you a bronze mirror so you can see what an ugly sight you are every day! To think you’d be so delusional!" the response came without a second of hesitation.

I ignored her, held her tight, and kept running. She grew anxious and even struck me, but I didn't stop; I kept my hand pressed firmly against her abdomen and ran like a madman.

Feng Tianxing expressed strong agreement with Shi Kai’s assessment, but he was at a loss for what to do himself. Since Shi Kai had put it that way, he must have a good plan, so Feng Tianxing simply nodded without saying a word.

I nodded, and the car slowly pulled away from me, disappearing around a bend.

After the phone call ended, I sat beside him, motionless. All the cars on the road had stopped, their occupants staring at us.

Fortunately, his constitution was unique, and he was treated for his injuries every time he returned to the Night City; otherwise, he truly wouldn't have lasted this long...

Ye Lingxi knew that her individual efforts could only help so many people; only when the country prospered could the common folk live well.

When her subordinates reported an attack by the Chrysanthemum faction, Lotus immediately organized a defense. She then set aside her pride, intending to personally persuade Duan Lang to take his beloved to a place of absolute safety—a place that was her world, her kingdom.

Ye Lingxu sighed and looked up at the sky. The air was clear and vast, with calm white clouds gathering and dispersing in a perpetual, fleeting dance. She watched for a moment, then closed her eyes, her expression desolate and still, as if she were grieving, or perhaps finding release.

Upon hearing this, Jian Xia nearly vomited blood. Even in such a crisis, Zhang Nan was still in the mood to play around. Facing the towering, majestic form of that Great God, Zhang Nan showed no fear at all.

***

The entity that had been attacking Zhang Kuang turned out to be a demon birthed by this Demon-Womb Stone, tasked with guarding it.

Although the group didn't know much about the Physiognomist lineage, it was precisely because of the mystery surrounding them that everyone was well aware of their various taboos.

The group remained ignorant of what had occurred inside the stone house, and Lin Yi, naturally, said nothing.

The attack had not yet begun, but the killing intent of the Immortal-Slaying Sword was already spreading, instantly dissolving Liu Xuan’s regal aura.

Today, Sun Xi and his companions held a high status in society. Initially, people were in awe of them, but as time passed and they grew accustomed to his personality, the fear faded. As long as you didn't provoke Sun Xi, he was just an ordinary person—laughing and joking with everyone, regardless of rank.

Jiang Yuan suddenly snapped back to his senses, looking at the immortal medicine in his hand with lingering fear. He had been overcome by an urge to swallow it, and had it not been for the timely warning of the black bird, he would have been in grave danger.

Lu Feng dragged his tray, took a long look at Qin Xuan, threw out a parting remark, and turned to leave.

Sword Saint, Huoyun, and Alfonso exchanged glances and nodded. Qiu Xuan said, "Begin." As soon as he finished speaking, the three, who had been prepared, poured all their power into Qiu Xuan. At first, they were somewhat mindful of Qiu Xuan’s capacity and did not exert their full strength.

It was like theoretical power versus the optimal way to project it; even LeBron couldn't achieve the theoretical ideal because of the limitations of his muscles, physique, and natural flexibility.