Volume One, Chapter 40: The Corrupt Official

By the time the sky had turned completely dark, Fei'er let out a helpless sigh, thinking of Tantai Jin, whom she hadn't seen for the past two days. Perhaps continuing to avoid him was futile; it would be better to return and resolve the issue. With this in mind, she boarded the ordinary carriage that Friday had prepared for her and headed toward the Crown Prince's mansion.

When Zhang Liang looked up, he saw his new image reflected in the square mirror.

He only returned to the guild in the late afternoon. Hearing that Lucy had woken up, Mirajane asked why she hadn't used her points to reinforce herself when she suffered from magic depletion. Her answer was speechless—she had been so nervous that she simply forgot. The silver lining in this misfortune was that she was unharmed.

"Your Majesty, please go and check on Wanyan quickly. See if she is injured," Mo Lianyi said urgently, partly to cover up her previous embarrassment and partly out of sincere concern for Mo Wanyan.

"Jumper, dual high-power thrusters activated!" The double rocket blast instantly granted the vehicle infinite power. The four wheels sped forward, whipping up a fierce, scorching heatwave. Due to the intense, instantaneous friction, the tires wore down rapidly, leaving clear, visible tracks on the ground.

Murong Yan'er coughed a few times, spitting out a mouthful of dark, black blood, before fainting once again.

She knew that Uncle Qin intended to write about King You of Zhou deposing the Queen and installing Lady Qin. Did this remark from the King imply that he had finally reached his limit?

"Yes, Master." Lan Chengcheng nodded with a steady voice. Even without his Master’s instructions, he would still cultivate diligently.

"Things have changed, people have changed, and everything is at an end. No, Yue'er, you cannot treat me this way. You know how much I love you. Didn't we promise never to leave each other? Wasn't that the agreement?" Nangong Chenxun stared intently at Lan Ziyue, refusing to believe that her heart could have changed.

Filial piety? So, after all that talk, he was telling her she wasn't filial enough? Or did he want her to go find morning dew? But the sun was already up—where was she supposed to find dew? This was an impossible demand.

"Got it!" Chen Fei replied weakly, then vanished from the spot and returned to the arena.

The retirement of that old principal was the fundamental reason why the school teachers viewed Huo Qubing like a terrifying monster.

Chengcheng sat there, still staring at Bu Yiluosi with undivided attention. Gasla thought, "Since you are looking at him like that, you must be dying to know."

The Cold Ice Sword had such a story behind it, but why had it turned black? It must have been related to the Corpse King. The old man provided a reasonable explanation: the corpse miasma from the Corpse King had eroded the sword, and once the blade turned black, its power would be greatly diminished.

Someone requested that the attendant changing the mahjong tiles open the betting cup so everyone could take a look. The attendant showed no hesitation, though deep down he was just as puzzled. As he revealed the contents, those who lived by gambling were left with their tongues hanging out in shock.

"Thinking of leaving? Thinking about how to obtain the inheritance of the Ancient Space Clan is the real priority!" Yu Si looked at him with an expression of disappointment.

Chen Fei whispered his thanks. Mo Lianyi certainly hadn't come just to join the fun; most likely, she was there to help him.

Dao Qianjun looked quite disheveled at this moment. His elegant white robes were torn here and there, revealing holes; it looked like he had been through a grueling fight.

Xia Bing didn't care about Luo Yulin anymore and peered excitedly outside to see how Chen Fei would drive that coward away. Since things had reached this point, what more could Luo Yulin say? She could only hope Chen Fei would handle it cleanly, not get exposed, and truly manage to drive Bi Botao away.

Huo Nan's true goal was to focus the attention of the Pinghui players on himself, and then unexpectedly pass the ball to Meng Tian, who had long been forgotten.

Xu Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes and stretched, his entire body popping and cracking. Every bone and cell in him felt as if it had been saturated with Gatorade, creating an indescribable sense of comfort and ease.

Li Xun smiled and walked away. Behind him came the sound of You Mingyuan's lecture. When he grew angry, he couldn't help but kick You Pingchuan. The force wasn't great, but You Pingchuan feigned intense pain, crying out loudly and begging for mercy.

"Hey, I have to explain it to you so you don't spend your days letting your imagination run wild." Lu Tao pressed his body against her again and reached out his right hand to wrap it around her waist. This time, Yan Chun did not refuse, but instead complied.

"Brother Qiang is brilliant, I understand now." Lin Ying smiled. As the leader of the Eagle Gang, he nodded repeatedly at these words.

Watching Liang Le's departing figure, Hamo Eji nodded. Doing more and talking less was a great quality, which was why he relied on him more and more.

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Shangguan Xian'er rolled her eyes at Lin Yu, thinking to herself, *Why does this guy have so much useless chatter?*

"Clean up the house for the first half of the night, and sleep on the sofa for the second half—how does that sound?" I said irritably.

In ancient times, people gradually grew dissatisfied with the practice of hanging armor plates on the outside of exoskeletons; how was that any different from a medieval canned knight? So, they began hanging other things on the outside, and as they added more and more, it eventually turned into this "human-exoskeleton self-propelled artillery."

Old Man Ge felt a bit worried. For so many years, the factory's prospects had been steadily declining; now, people would find it spooky even if it were given away for free. Since someone finally wanted to rent it, he absolutely could not let this chance slip by.

Upon receiving the notification from Hong Chengsong, Chen Heng'an immediately rushed to "Wan Zi Qian Hong" and deployed some undercover guards in the surrounding area.

It could not be denied that Ye Wudao and the Mafia godfather, who was content to remain his shadow, were extremely in sync.

At this point, some might wonder: isn't will a non-local effect? Why is the speed of entry limited by time?

"Let's wait and see." Although Ren Yi didn't understand why his junior brother had suddenly stopped, he was certain in his heart that Long Wuming must have had his reasons for this move.

"What immense power! It seems that when he grabbed me in the God Realm earlier, he didn't use any real strength at all." Long Wuming finally realized that Wuchang hadn't even unleashed his true potential.

"I need to set an example for the other members of the Demonic Sect, and this couple is the most suitable choice," Xu Ziling explained.

Amidst a chat filled with technical jargon, time slipped away. Chen Weijie, who had long been impatient, took the excuse of serving dinner to rush into the room and complain to her grandfather. If he hadn't known that he couldn't slight his guests, the highly spirited Old Master Chen really wouldn't have wanted to end the conversation just like that.