Chapter 38: He Is Not My Fiancé

"Did Lord Pei not intend to use me two years ago?"
Xie Yun looked up, a faint flush of indignation tinting her snow-white cheeks.
Pei Shijin was taken aback.
"You knew?"
Xie Yun lowered her head, thinking to herself that it was exactly as she had suspected.
This man was as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggested. Two years...
The person knocking was naturally the waiter delivering the wine. He placed the drinks on the table, and Zhou Gang casually pulled a few Japanese yen notes from his wallet and placed them on the tray.
After Eddie encountered Yagami and Princess Ann in the city of Byron, he immediately ended his bardic pilgrimage and rushed toward the royal capital of Bit.
At this moment, Qu Zhiheng’s words were undoubtedly a sharp mockery of Sato Miko, effectively cornering her. Once these three questions were asked, she would surely have to tell him about Miyazaki Shizuka.
Such a situation would inevitably affect the stability of the entire city, so the matter had to be addressed at its source.
"Then you are wrong again. Boss Lan has never ordered such a large quantity of wine before. Moreover, she always drives the more expensive bottles back herself." After saying this, Wang Yu rested her chin on her hand and looked at Qu Zhiheng, as if asking him what he intended to do.
At this time, Jingxin and I flew above a sea that was entirely blood-red, where the malevolent aura had become significantly denser.
What the bird-man said was essentially the truth. Aside from that initial spear strike where internal energy had condensed, Dugu Hong’s attacks had caused almost no damage to the red bird-man. Even that spear strike had merely grazed the skin; the blood that sprayed out looked terrifying, but in reality, it was not worth mentioning.
Beyond the Great Island of Gale, organizing local armed forces to resist was the right move. We can no longer limit ourselves to the city of Tianji; we must expand our focus to the entire Tianyue Star and leverage every possible strength. By wearing down a portion of the demon fleet and then launching a counterattack with lightning speed, we might be able to seize a glimmer of initiative.
"A Demon King?" A wave of confusion suddenly washed over Iori Yagami. Were the Demon Kings of the Demon Realm not Otero and Pamies? Since when was there another?
The blood-red hue in Iori Yagami’s eyes vanished, and his killing aura dissipated entirely. The only evidence remaining of the 2,541 lives he had just slaughtered was the blood continuously dripping from his body.
He had always seen Yan Luo as arrogant, but now that Yan Luo was kneeling and begging for mercy, Tang Yi felt a pang of reluctance.
A moment later, the thick fog dissipated and transformed into a translucent figure, radiating a faint light. Once the light vanished, it turned into a puff of white smoke and slipped back into the black box, which then automatically latched shut and returned to its original place.
The black suit could not contain the muscles on his body; where they were exposed, the muscles bulged as if cast from molten bronze. One did not need to touch them to know, just by looking, that they contained terrifying power.
With flesh and blood so solid, it possessed innate combat strength at the Void Heaven stage; if paired with a powerful demonic artifact, it would be enough to elevate that power even further.
As he drew closer to the place rumored to be the Great Freedom Palace, Lei Chou could feel the surrounding temperature dropping more and more severely.
Wu Ruoxue’s eyes turned red instantly. She knew clearly that she had caught the eye of this scoundrel. Given the style of these men, once they were finished with Li Dingguo, wouldn't it be her turn? One didn't need to imagine what kind of end awaited her in the hands of such a hypocritical, cunning, and powerful thug.
She kept feeling that there was something very familiar about the appearance of Xuan Yuanzhuo, yet she couldn't place it. She figured the first time they met must have been when they happened to be together while touring Furong Town in the Warring States period. If she had truly seen someone of such striking grace before, how could she have forgotten? Where on earth could it be?