Volume 1, Chapter 24: The news that the county is stripping you of your post is true!
"Comrade! Comrade!"
Xiao Shi watched the woman pause for a few seconds, fearing she might be reluctant. To his surprise, her expression shifted instantly, a hint of a smile appearing on her face: "Oh, rest assured, I will definitely deliver this into Liu Qiaohui's hands!"
Li Dong entered the room first and whispered a few words into Zhang Chen's ear; Zhang Chen’s expression shifted from repulsion to cold-blooded menace.
The old man’s figure hung in mid-air, but his fierce momentum was caught as if by an invisible giant hand the moment it collided with the pressure, leaving him unable to budge. His face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror.
She thought back to how Jiang Ling had nearly died a few days ago. Could a trip before the gates of the Underworld have changed her personality, prompting her to return specifically for revenge?
Those were two cups of pale green fruit tea, with a slight whitish tinge on top due to the milk cap.
"What is going on? The passage is about to close, yet four people have still not returned!" His heart was filled with doubt and unease, wondering what could have happened.
The Asuras raised their weapons and roared, glaring at Sage Kashyapa with reddened eyes, as if they wanted to devour him.
"You impoverished scholar, you really are like a persistent ghost; I run into you everywhere!" The voice was sharp, laced with mockery and anger.
Xiong Xian gazed at the Griffin, his eyes seeing the golden light radiating from the creature, and within that light, the figure of Lord Shiva emerged.
Lin Zhou finally understood what Qiao Xinyan meant that afternoon when she told him not to go out at night.
Whenever Chen Tianfeng thought about every moment he had made a fool of himself being recorded by this person in ultra-high-definition 3D, he felt as if ants were crawling all over his skin, an extreme sense of awkwardness taking hold.
Pei Zhiyan kept count; this was the fifth time she had cried today. She didn't cry for long, but she always managed to squeeze out a few tears.
A sleek, black luxury car pulled up at the gate, and the whole village came over to watch the spectacle.
This five-minute short film cut a bloody path to success among all the popular on-screen couples.
His intuition had always been sharp, so he sent a message to a friend, asking for help in tracking Chen Yan's recent whereabouts.
Lu Lingfeng picked up a bottle of red wine from the table, lightly stroked the cork with his left hand, and the cork slowly rose on its own.
Blade's strength could be restored to its peak, enough to rival the elite mercenaries of the GRX second echelon.
Had it been for any other matter, if Dongfang Yiyuan had suggested discussing it another day, those two stubborn officials would surely have argued against it. But since this concerned the Empress's safety, they naturally raised no further objections.
Today he visited several other peaks, bringing gifts of specialties from Jade Balance Peak, especially the Purple Jade Ginseng. He explained that he truly did not know why Ye Zhibei and the others wanted to apprentice under him, but insisted he would never take on disciples—at which point he finally saw a hint of a smile from the other peak masters.
The young man in the suit beside them hurried to support them, but just as he moved, he saw a figure standing before them, so terrifying that their bodies went limp, and they actually fell to their knees.
For some reason, as Pei Zhiyan looked at her face, she felt a sense of familiarity, as if they had met before.
Murong Che felt a tightness in his chest; no matter what, he could not bring himself to say what had caused her illness.
"Jun Lintian! The Heavenly Emperor?" Luo Qingyue gritted her teeth as she spoke. By what right did he take her son?
"Why don't you all go back first? I'll be fine here by myself." She didn't want so many people to waste their time waiting with her just because of her.
A surge of emotion suddenly welled up in Jin Yang's heart: the scariest thing is not endless giving, but giving that earns no reaction. Even though it was just a word of thanks, he felt a sense of satisfaction that his efforts had been rewarded.
"Wuxin, I beg you, please let me go, okay?" As Luo Qingyue watched Jun Wuxie fall, it was as if all the strength had been drained from her body. Although she possessed greater power than Ruo Wuxin, in that moment, she couldn't summon even a shred of it.