Volume One, Chapter 22: The Liar

However, Yu Wan had already shaken off his grasp, retreating three meters away, looking at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

So, he had gained another enemy! Duan Sizhe’s heart had completely twisted, and along with it, his handsome face became hideously distorted.

Just as Zhou Yang finished adjusting his clothes, his phone rang. It was a call from home; without needing to guess, it was surely his old man calling to lecture him again.

"Jiu Jiu, I'm sorry, I didn't think..." It was supposed to be a friendly spar; Ji Weiwei truly had never intended to strike with such lethal intent.

She had originally intended to use a stalling tactic, planning to tell her grandfather that Gong Yeqing had simply been too busy whenever he asked.

Although she had mentally prepared herself, the moment she tried to place the cutlery in her hand, her hand trembled uncontrollably, rendering her unable to manage it.

After finishing lunch following the morning classes, Yu Wan, Li Ruoyi, and Yan Ran walked side by side down the corridor.

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Xiao Mingxin raised an eyebrow, finding it quite incredible. However, he had no intention of backing down. In truth, Old Wang was exaggerating; several months was normal, but as for the decades mentioned, he had added that on the spot just to verbally test Xiao Mingxin's resolve.

The strike was effective. The Heaven-Swallowing Mouth clearly failed to read the attack pattern of the Void Spirit, assuming it was a blunder by the latter. Instead, it brought upon itself a heavy, searing pain, roaring repeatedly as if someone had kicked its weakest point.

In the past, Ye Chenxuan would certainly have slapped Ji Weiwei on the shoulder with force and said, with great bravado, "Thanks, bro."

Su Zhongxiong was deeply displeased by Xu Tianxiao’s exorbitant demands, but with his son currently in the other man’s hands, he had no choice but to endure it.

Though Gao Duan and Qing Hu wanted to follow Night Ghost, the possibility that he might be a Japanese national still made them hesitate.

When Yin Tianyu first joined the sect, he accepted challenges from the other disciples. This Senior Brother Wang had been among them, yet he had not stepped onto the stage to challenge him; thus, although Yin Tianyu had defeated his challengers with his swordsmanship, Wang remained unaware of the true power hidden within those techniques.

At home, seeing the news of the pregnancy, Wang Jingjing initially thought it was a fabrication. But upon seeing media reports of Lu Sinian and Su Jian visiting the hospital, along with the published pregnancy test results, she began to waver.

Outside the city’s western gate, a massive army had gathered. More than half were cavalry, and a hundred chariots were assembled at the gates; it was clear that a siege was about to begin.

Despite having a higher level of cultivation than his opponent, he had ended up in such a state. Thinking of how his decades of cultivation had been ruined in an instant, Old Second Yun was literally angered to death.

"Fine." You Yuexi’s heart was drumming; remembering her decision to be kinder to the man and not make things difficult for him, she agreed without further ado.

The two large exclamation marks made Chen Qingqiu’s heart leap. Just as she was about to message Chen Zidan to ask for clarity, she felt movement at her pant leg. It was A-Fu, who had climbed up from the chair she was sitting on and into her lap, panting warmly.

Lu Rongyue understood her cousin well. Knowing that Lu Sinian would not truly do anything excessive to Su Jian, she reluctantly agreed, set the bouquet of roses aside, and left.

While she was pondering this, she noticed someone coming down from above, handing the first batch of documents to Duan Yingjun. She wanted to inquire about the situation, but the person dropped the items and ran off immediately.

"Why are you here?" Chen Tianyi narrowed his eyes in amusement, his thick black eyebrows arching slightly.

I took a fierce shower, but I couldn't help but dwell on the events of the evening. The moment he held me from behind and kissed me gave me a profound sense of security. Being tightly embraced by a man provided me with a feeling of settled peace.

Matt’s strength certainly couldn't compare to Thor’s or Dr. Banner’s, but it was undoubtedly not weaker than Natasha’s or Hawkeye’s. Among the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., few could reliably defeat Matt.

Gran stopped talking, slowly closed his eyes, and an energy fluctuation that no one present could comprehend radiated from his body.

Jiang Ciyun lit a cigarette and glanced at his watch. "What are you daydreaming about now? It's about time. Let's go home." He shoved the paper bag I hadn't taken earlier back toward me.

Xu Chen ordered his subordinates to prepare a lavish dinner at the hotel. Seeing Xu Chen’s expression, which was extremely grave, they understood his intent: the standards had to be high. They acknowledged the order and withdrew.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was an organization he had built with his own hands; how could he watch it slide toward destruction so easily?

Having experienced a tragedy caused by a mutant who lost control of their abilities, Melinda knew that in densely populated cities, where high-yield heavy weaponry could not be deployed, these mutants were essentially human bombs.

"I was, that was..." Yan Jing didn't care about his own disheveled state; he couldn't speak coherently at all.

"Punishment is necessary. I shall order you to copy the ancestral family codes one hundred times. Let this matter end here, and do not repeat it in the future." Having said this, the Empress Dowager coughed, and Nanny Sun, who was standing by her side, immediately drove everyone else out, leaving only the Empress Dowager and Consort Ming inside.

However, there was still a stir within the human camp, with most people’s eyes filled with a trace of excitement.

Due to the limited line of sight, it was impossible for him to wait foolishly until the moment the wizards attacked; he had to strike almost immediately.

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, my current cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Divine Ability realm, the Life-Soul stage. But if it really came to a fight, even a master at the second stage of the Life-Soul realm wouldn't be a match for me," Ye Tianhao said with absolute confidence.