It's too heavy for you to carry.

In the afternoon, the group had to visit the local amusement park and take a photo at the exact spot shown in the picture. The tickets for this place were rather expensive—thirty dollars each. With seven of them, the cost of admission alone exceeded thirteen hundred yuan. Xu Jiawei and Sun Yuxin, both idol trainees who had previously trained in Korea, weren’t particularly proficient in English; they could only understand a few basic phrases, and holding a conversation in English was out of the question.

Qu Wan and Jiang Zeyu were discussing ticket prices with the attendant. Their English flowed with practiced ease.

“I never expected Qu Wan’s English to be so good,” someone mused.

“When Jiang Zeyu speaks English, it’s so charming~ He even dubbed his own lines for that film released abroad!” another commented.

Xia He wasn’t in a hurry to forge a substitute flagship item; rushing would simply drive up the cost.

All the England fans erupted in cheers for the goal, and this celebration was far more intense than the first—because this was a direct goal for England. Once again, they witnessed the classic ‘Beckham arc,’ and many were beside themselves with excitement.

He kept rubbing his skin, the pale flesh already marked with red, but he showed no sign of stopping.

“Of course not, but since the Grand Tutor prefers blind loyalty to the emperor, I won’t force the issue,” Xu You said calmly.

Now, Xiu Chen stood atop the platform, both their powers sealed. Escape was impossible; the only hope was to endure until the clan elders received word and arrived. Dominler kept a wary eye on the iron gates lining the edge of the arena, each person clutching a weapon.

“Heh, you’d better accept reality. You shouldn’t have entered this treasure hall—all these treasures belong to us,” the figure in the black robe sneered.

How glad I am to have you by my side. Sunlight slanted across the desk, filtering through strands of hair, casting speckled shadows that did nothing to chase away the chill.

Yet… there was nothing to be done. The gathering of scholars in Chang’an was largely their own doing, and now that Liu Xie was following the tide, his reasoning was sound enough to make it difficult for the scholars to object.

As long as there is enough fame, the football training business can formally begin, the fees set, rather than this one-off collaboration with Manchester United. They needed to seize the opportunity for publicity; in negotiations, they were at a disadvantage.

Apparently, this was something he had to seek out himself. Lu Ling’s gaze sharpened, sensing the urgency of time—which path was it?

If you looked closely, you could see a faint blush on Tong Nai’s fair face and those of the others.

Xu Huang sneered, “You’re relying on connections, that’s all. Let’s see what real skills you have to defeat me!” As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Huang struck. His sleeves whipped, hands forming seals swiftly, and a flash of green light revealed vines shooting toward Duan Zan—Xu Huang was a rare wood attribute cultivator.

“Pfft!” Lu Qi tossed his head disdainfully, while Ling Zun’s expression remained stoic; after all, the villagers’ misunderstandings were nothing new.

On the circular grandstand, the demons whispered among themselves, while the garrison chief Anas looked somewhat battered and embarrassed.

At that moment, he felt as if everything hung in the balance. If he didn’t give chase now, he might forever lose something irreplaceable.

Did they really believe this victory belonged to Fan Yuzhe’s family head? The two of them exchanged skeptical glances.

Upon hearing this, Su Jiu promptly placed the jade carving into the universe ring. As expected, Master Wan Kui’s condition was unaffected—only the thread of smoke connecting his body to the jade carving shifted to the ring.

Led by the city guards, the two arrived at a room deep within the fortress. The door was noticeably larger than the others nearby, emphasizing its uniqueness.

A fissure lay just behind Su Jiu, radiating a faint glow—the only source of light in the room.

“B-big brother.” Ayase’s smile froze instantly, her neck shrinking as she instinctively took a step back.

Such a large skin, as thick as an adult’s arm—if it belonged to a snake, it would have to be a giant python from a tropical swamp. No such creature could possibly exist here.