Chapter 58 For the Commander to Kiss

Every rustle of sound by his ear made him jumpy with anxiety.

Fu Linyuan lowered his gaze, his long eyelashes veiling his deep black eyes, as if patiently awaiting a final judgment.

After a long while, Gu Lingyi's clear and soft voice cut through the clamor of the crowd and reached his ears.

"I don't know what love is."

"I just want to be with him. The closer I am to him, the happier I feel. I want to feel his warmth at every moment, and I am glad that he can leave his marks upon me."

"Huyuan! Old Taoist!" Jiang Huairen couldn't help crying out. That canine tooth was too familiar; who else could it be but Huyuan? And that old beggar was actually disguised by the old Taoist.

"Old Cheng, we're brothers of the same family, so I won't beat around the bush. Some blind fool has been acting up recently, and I need you to help me teach him a lesson," Yang Kunming said, a hint of chill lingering in his voice.

"Damn it," Irhe thought, anxiety gripping his heart. He could not break free from the Demon-Binding Circle, his power was draining away, and Shen Jingyun's fists were already striking his body.

Just as the security guards felt a growing sense of terror and despair, figures in security uniforms appeared within Ye Xiu's field of vision.

However, the next moment, a tremendous splash suddenly erupted, startling everyone into turning their heads sharply backward.

On the left palm of the youth in green, visible ripples of spiritual power spread outward in rapid circles, then spun violently.

With a sharp crack, akin to shattering glass, the ice shield shattered the moment it met the arrows, whistling straight through it.

Western medicine could control the public opinion of mainstream mass media, but it could not control the campus forum of the Huaxia University of Chinese Medicine.

Suddenly, a sword burst out from the seawater beneath Xue Liuquang's feet. Yet Xue Liuquang was no weakling. The moment he saw Zhang Tian appear, his eyes did not show cowardice or fear, but rather yearning—a craving for slaughter. The giant axe in his hand chopped down with full force at that moment, carrying an imposing and majestic momentum as he struck from above.

The courtyard was built from bluestone and looked quite ordinary, bearing a simple wooden plaque above the entrance inscribed with four characters: "Muyang Hibiscus Courtyard."

After finishing his words, Ye Hao casually bought two more bottles of vodka from the dining car's bar and walked back to the carriage where Wang Qing was.

Her eyes narrowed slightly with an ambiguous smile, seemingly concealing something within her gaze. Her beautiful face took on a cold and alluring charm under the moonlight; truly a beauty, breathtakingly lovely at any time and in any place.

That lofty, aloof young general had fallen into the mortal realm after all. He descended from the distant clouds into the secular world, and even he, once so steady and wise, lost his former pride and nobility after his mortal heart was stirred.

Although Shen Chen didn't know what caused the disappointment and desolation in Ruan Li's heart, he perceived the emotional shift in her and was just about to step forward when a voice rang out, blocking the steps he wanted to take.

Many people chose to use these three days to continue studying hard, while others preferred to relax their minds and bodies, choosing—just like Cong Xi and her companions—to head down the mountain for a stroll.

Wang Qing was immensely grateful that Wang Ruoyu and her niece had not insisted on seeing Old Man Wang; otherwise, Old Man Wang would most likely have sold these hot potatoes for money, which in all probability would have invited undeserved disaster.

Jiang Tongtong clenched her delicate hands tightly, a flash of determination appearing on her exquisite face as she turned and walked away.

Even though cultivating immortality meant one no longer needed to eat, no one could ever resist fine food and delicacies, especially since the meals at Lingyun Hall were all prepared personally by the senior brother Niu Ben, infused with various beneficial effects, making the more the merrier.

Still, he checked the data and it looked pretty good—fourteen thousand words and over ten thousand favorites; no wonder he had the confidence to talk about making it to the Sanjiang section.

Gathering spiritual energy, Ye Feng attempted to make the fire-attribute spiritual energy core absorb it.

"Alright, fine, I caused it!" Ye Feng couldn't help shrinking his neck back, offering a weak and timid reply.

"With so many rooms, all of you can just pick whichever you like. We're all family here," Liansheng said.