Volume 1, Chapter 27: Dr. He, you scoundrel...

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By the way, what about that tiger-faced monster? Li Si had not forgotten the creature that nearly devoured him. Even though his wounds had fully healed, he still lacked the confidence to face that monster, let alone escape its clutches.

Yet, he held back. Despite his burning rage, his basic sense of reason remained. Li Si stood expressionless, surrounded by sword light that appeared dazzling but was, in truth, perilous; every stroke could pierce his defenses and leave him bleeding.

"It has only just begun, and I must return; there are matters at home that require my attention," Fang Li said, his voice tinged with frustration.

Lin'an County, the town. The Ding family estate. The north room of the middle courtyard. Inside the living room of the Japanese military headquarters, Ding Ruxuan and Nakagawa Eiichi sat on a sofa, conversing, while a Japanese second lieutenant stood by.

For Yanyu, it was fortunate that she had resurrected Meng Ling; otherwise, she would never have known a moment of peace for the rest of her life.

To one side, Xia Ruoxi merely watched with a smile as Lin Feng exchanged pleasantries with President Zhou. She had no intention of speaking; after all, it was better to let Lin Feng handle such matters.

Although Tokiomi Tohsaka was somewhat irritated by the arrogant and conceited temperament of the Servant he had summoned, the progress his disciple was making was so smooth that his anger slowly began to dissipate.

In the countryside, from the arrival of spring through the summer months, there was little for children to do. Once summer arrived, however, the pastimes multiplied—either heading to the fields to cut grass or helping their parents with farm work.

There was a silence at both ends of the phone line. Ao Lingxue waited for Li Si’s reply, while Li Si’s mind raced with a thousand thoughts.

"Damn it, what is there to worry about? You know what I’m capable of!" Hearing Zhao Ze’s words, Lin Feng couldn’t help but thump the other man’s chest and say narcissistically.

Both sides drew their blades almost simultaneously, yet the disparity in strength was stark. When steel clashed, the outcome was immediate; within a few exchanges, two of the four scouts from the Dark Night Guild were struck down, bleeding where they stood.

Sheng Lan smiled, waving to Leng Xiaoran, Bai Youhong, and Chi Yu, and swaggered out.

Old Ancestor Xingluo finally let out a sigh of relief. My goodness, among so many disciples, it was fortunate that at least one was clever; otherwise, he truly would have been killed by them.

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As for the Li woman, it went without saying. Seeing the Song woman suffer a setback was a rare treat, and she secretly stoked the flames, making her even less likely to say anything.

It is said that Zhang Qingshan is Zhang Qingshan for a reason. When he truly puts his mind to a task, he is capable of careful deliberation before acting, balancing tension and relaxation with precision. To put it more plainly, this was a psychological battle—not only did it require wit and courage, but it also demanded a constant stream of schemes.

Qingqing’s smile slowly bloomed. She leaped lightly outward, and cool water droplets splashed against her face. The morning air was so fresh, and the sunlight fell upon her, though only for a fleeting, brief moment.

Fifteen-year-old Yue Qingge resembled Yue Ruye, elegant and delicate—a true beauty in the making. Yet, her nature was just like her mother, Chu Lian'er; she couldn't take her eyes off a handsome man.

There were not many profound crystals in the Qiankun bag; most of it consisted of gold coins, some medicinal herbs, and profound artifacts.

Regarding Lin Tong’s actions, Lin Xiao and the other two were absolutely incensed. If not for the sneak attack, how could they have been left in such a wretched state?

When Dong Yu heard the news, he went straight to Old Master Xu and gave the old man a piece of his mind.

Lu Changfeng also secretly channeled his spiritual power through his meridians to resist the intrusion of the dark energy. His cultivation was barely enough to hold it back; though it was stifling and painful, it wasn't enough to make him vomit blood.

As they discussed the current plan, a white light appeared behind them.

Ningxiang Pavilion was the finest tavern in Luoyang City, and naturally, its dishes were the best in the entire capital.

After speaking, Shangguan Yunling closed his mouth, looking deeply conflicted, as if trapped in a personal struggle.

Song Weiyi had a poor appetite; the hotel food did not suit her taste. She furrowed her brows and whispered, "Chengzhi, I want to stay in America. Can you help me get a three-month visa?"

How could someone with such a commanding, world-conquering aura treat her, a general of an enemy tribe, with such kindness and concern?

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Su Nuan knew that the name Qian Junfeng had, by tacit agreement, become a taboo between them ever since they officially divorced nine years ago.

Thus, Lü Di decided to expose Xi Wu for framing Concubine Chai and Noble Lady An.

Behind him followed a vast procession of dozens of guards. The guards carried wooden crates and held brocade boxes. Putting aside the treasures within the boxes, the mere sight of the several carts of silk and satin trailing behind was enough to show the lavishness of Prince Mo’s spending.

Furthermore, once Ye Xingchen joined any faction of imperial power, he would surely be granted a fiefdom and a title. Aside from the imperial authorities, who might be able to suppress him, the major clans posed no threat to Ye Xingchen whatsoever.

He exhaled slowly, watching the Diamond Reef Bull charging toward him. Not only did he show no signs of retreating, but a smile actually curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmph, if the First Prince wants to face an assassin at the God Realm, that is his own business. Dead men cannot get married anyway," Song Tianji said indifferently.

A massive pile of rocks was heaped here. Although it obstructed the view, it could not evade Lin Mu’s mental perception; a deep cave had been excavated behind the rocks, and the pile had been used to seal the entrance from the outside.

"I am merely a security guard and beauty consultant at the Xinxiang Beauty Salon. It is not my place to interfere in your family affairs, but I was simply stating facts to Boss He: the Xinxiang Beauty Salon of the future will surpass the He Group," Wu Tian said with a smile, his face radiating confidence.

On the other side, hundreds of soldiers, carrying banners of axes, hammers, and skulls, clad in black steel armor and wielding blood-axes, stood in battle formation, fearlessly bracing for the charge of the golden-armored warriors.

"Boss, you see? We don't actually want to stay here. Two hundred thousand—if you don't sell, I’m leaving," Wu Tian said, staring at the boss.

"You praise me too highly, God Lord. I cannot bear the burden of maintaining peace in the Three Realms; I can only handle fighting the Dark Demon Lord," Wu Tian said with a shrug.