Chapter 23: Ye Chen's Astonishment

He could clearly feel that ever since Wang Lin’s meridians were ruptured, Yu Rumuh’s eyes rarely held a smile. Though she remained as caring toward him as ever, her heart was now tethered to the injured Wang Lin, who was in seclusion; for some reason, a barrier seemed to have grown between them. Perhaps it was nothing more than prejudice. This only made Ye Chen increasingly anxious and tense. Without being able to draw closer to Yu Rumuh, his Sovereign Domination Technique would never…

Seeing the baby’s behavior, Melissa took it as a fruit of her own education—a testament to her high pedagogical standards—and was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

He was not only the team captain and the soul of the squad but also the primary playmaker; in other words, he was the one who fed passes to Chu Yang. His perception of Chu Yang would undoubtedly influence the latter’s standing within the team.

Things went relatively smoothly, likely because Melissa and the baby were so preoccupied with their bickering that they had neither the time nor the inclination to pay attention to anyone else. Melissa knew full well that Zhang Dahui wanted to be a good father and that he strove to lead by example.

She grabbed the sleeve of the Heir of Jiangzhou with one hand and gripped her sword with the other, shouting, “Villain! Die!” As she spoke, she lunged directly at him, intent on cutting him down.

He pondered it over and over, yet remained baffled. Did all the officials in Daqing walk around wearing masks?

After the founding of the nation, the rewarding of meritorious officials was a matter of course, and every cultivator was granted a title that left them satisfied.

He Zhi-tang enjoyed her breakfast with great relish, not setting down her chopsticks until her stomach was truly full.

At the same time, we have implemented the highest standards of data confidentiality. This applies to those suspected of infectious diseases, such as acquired immune deficiency syndrome caused by HIV, pulmonary tuberculosis, and other conditions.

On the liquid crystal screen above the podium, images were displayed showing several major Chinese cities shrouded in smog, contrasted with pictures of the same cities after the haze had been cleared by the equipment.

“Let’s go!” Bao De hung up the phone and walked toward the two fighter jets. A man resembling a pilot followed behind him, and both stopped in front of the aircraft.

“Since you don’t like those options, Mr. Zhu, then let’s jump,” Anna said with a spirited air, though she had forgotten one very crucial detail.

“City Lord, we have nearly four hundred newcomers this time, and the number is still growing. Yet, the city has no policies to encourage them. I, Qin Gang, dare to ask how you view these newcomers.” Qin Gang looked at Li Tianyi with a serious expression.

“Forget it, let’s talk about this later. I don’t believe Bi Botao can keep his moves hidden forever.” Chen Fei cast the question aside and began drinking with Liu Chengfeng and the others.

“Magos’s strength is actually on par with Gaia! Can Gaia really only fight to a draw after his super-evolution?!” Kasiusi clicked his tongue.

The continent was the first city in the Radiant Empire to open up to foreign trade, and its prosperity was evident to all.

As they began to grasp their enemy’s patterns, the human soldiers lost their fear and panic, and the tide of battle began to turn decisively.

Ever since his scouts reported that Luo Kuo was a former member of the Su-Gui Army, Qi Feishi had assumed he had misjudged him.

In total, there were only a few dozen people, and almost none of them thought he would win. There were even those in the audience who pitied him. Hearing such remarks, Degulassi smiled to himself.

“The Tao produced One; One produced Two; Two produced Three; Three produced all things. All things contain the essence; existence is born from non-existence, and non-existence gives birth to the endless…” The fox’s voice drifted from afar, echoing through every corner of the chaotic burial ground.

He couldn’t make it to Wenshui Road, so it would have to wait for the next day. Time being tight, Yang Limin simply let the others wander around while he took the signatories from both sides out for a meal. It was a harmonious gathering, and everyone parted on good terms.

When I returned to Happiness Apartment, the sun had not yet set. I instinctively walked to the landlady’s door, but the bronze lock was still hanging there, showing no signs of having been opened.

In that case, even if it were just her and Li Junhao, wouldn’t they still have sent Brother Yuan and his men fleeing in disarray?

“Good, that was truly magnificent! I shall reward Murong Chuxin!” Duanmu Zhan rose and clapped in approval.

“Hu Ran, what do you mean by this?” I was furious. If I hadn’t trusted him, I wouldn’t have come, yet this guy wanted to feed me to the ghosts? Was he out of his mind?

“What is this?!” Steadying his footing, Qiu Fengbo felt a flush rise to his face. His eyes filled with shock as he looked toward a figure not far away, his pupils suddenly constricting.

For the next two days, Yang Limin waited. Though he wasn’t as anxious as Zhu Hongjun and Ma Xiangqian, he felt a certain restlessness outside of his work, a fact that even Ma Ying noticed.

Sitting up from her seat, Amelia rubbed her forehead, sensing the state of her own body.

However, Tang Zheng did not possess the skill to extract bullets from human flesh. Even if the Life-Return Technique could mend the wound, he couldn’t just leave the bullet buried inside.

At that moment, Xue Tian stood within the manor. For nineteen years, he had hardened his heart, ignoring his son, yet there was never a moment, day or night, when he did not miss him. Today, with their reunion imminent, he—accustomed to grand occasions—felt a sudden trepidation, standing at the manor gate, unable to take the first step.

“Then, what if the ability to hypnotize consciousness also reached the eighth rank?” Wei Feng thought for a moment and asked earnestly.

The Lu family’s methods for controlling the demonic cultivators of Heilongjiang were far from honorable. Back when the Lu family was at its peak, those cultivators had dared to be angry but not speak, so naturally, things remained peaceful.

As for the “agate crafts” that Elder Ye pursued so diligently, Uncle Chu considered the matter more far-sightedly. It was not yet appropriate to make this item public; the new village of Sangjiawu already possessed enough appeal. In all things, too much is as bad as too little, and there was no need to reignite the burning greed in some people’s hearts.

The anger in Sangxiusi’s heart was stirred once more. Was this mage an idiot? Who asks questions like that?

Thus, in the span of a tenth of a second, he heard the sound of his own palm shattering the dog’s nasal bone, followed by the creature’s pained howl. The massive dog almost instantly vanished from his line of sight.

The young nobleman in his Ferrari race suit took off his red flame-patterned jacket. With his youthful, fair skin, vibrant energy, and an easygoing, sunny smile, he felt like a friend who was exceptionally easy to get along with.

Pao Pao was being difficult, creating trouble out of nothing. Did he think Green Vine Fruits could be picked up anywhere? If he didn’t call to scold him, it wouldn’t do.

Before his eyes was nothing but pitch-black darkness; he could see nothing. Meng Qi could not feel his own existence, nor could he feel anything else. His current environment felt like a place akin to chaos—no concept of time, no concept of space; there was only endless, boundless loneliness and solitude.