Volume One, Chapter 33: Putting the Ungrateful Brother of the Wealthiest Man in His Place

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Xiao Yichen’s Weibo post instantly stirred up a colossal wave on the already bustling internet. In the blink of an eye, thousands of comments had piled up beneath the post, growing at a visibly rapid pace—and astonishingly, their content was remarkably uniform.

It wasn’t about being stingy; rather, it was disdain for such matters. He was a pure actor who only wished to let his work, his acting, and his talent speak for him. Everything else was insignificant to him.

“Dating a Chinese British guy, then dating a white person—no one in Chinatown would marry a sailor girl like you.”

His features were striking, his eye sockets deep-set. When he squinted attentively at someone, his cool aura blended with an indescribable charm.

Wu Jin suddenly realized that just a few months ago, Floating City had hardly any visitors; even online shops had refused delivery services. Now, it had truly taken on the appearance of a tourist destination.

Li Si sighed helplessly. At this moment, he hadn’t expected such a turn of events, but he felt no fear whatsoever. He understood that the power these individuals wielded was extraordinary.

No sooner had he spoken than a series of snores echoed around. The Snake King turned his head to see that Kuang Ye had already collapsed on the ground, fast asleep.

Yet, ironically, her son liked it, so for all these years, they had maintained a peaceful coexistence without interfering in each other’s affairs.

Chaos erupted aboard the White Pearl. The negative emotions of everyone seemed to amplify an invisible force manifold. Captain Harry fought dizziness and nausea, shouting hoarsely to maintain order, but all efforts were in vain.

Fu Siyu wore a triumphant expression, thinking that her years of hard work had finally paid off, and that her father’s painstaking efforts in creating this opportunity had not been in vain. Those who had been wavering heard that the Empress favored it, and naturally, some followed suit, causing the Fu family to bask in glory for a time.

After speaking, Mo Yan waved his sleeve, unleashing an irresistible majestic power that immediately sent the three fox spirits to Qingqiu Mountain in the Western Extremity.

“Ah Qiuni, after fighting so long in the Killing Forest, are you still so careless?” The Deathly Ghost’s lips burned like fire as she swayed her figure and slowly approached Ah Qiuni and the S-level deputy general.

Mu Xue signed up for an online competition. The questions were not only numerous but complex. Even as a prodigy, Mu Xue found it challenging, mainly because the questions were scattered and voluminous.

“Heh, if you keep on this topic, I swear I’ll beat you until you dare not move. Believe it or not?” Jiang Zimu, who had originally intended to sincerely apologize for infringing on Xiao Li’s image rights and to express heartfelt thanks for his timely help, now only felt like slapping Xiao’s arrogant idol upon hearing his imperious voice.

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The Feng family’s Anti-Japanese Salvation Army simply could not face the Japanese army head-on; it seemed they intended to resort to other means.

At the same time, they imposed a complete lockdown on Shuanghe Town, forbidding civilians from fleeing to ensure the land would be cultivated next year.

That day, Su Yan was also there. He had given a lot of thought recently, gathering insights into the development of Huang-class planets, which sparked many ideas.

Upon hearing Lingyuan’s words, the present psychics immediately began inspections. Lingyuan and three other SS-level psychics also took part in the investigation.

“May I ask, honored elder, where did Mount Shu offend you?” Gu Jianfeng bowed slightly, struggling to suppress his anger as he spoke.

With Xiao Lingtian’s loud shout, the electronic large screen suddenly stopped spinning. Seeing the few large characters displayed on the screen, Xiao Lingtian’s eyes widened instantly, his face filled with delight.

Arriving at the World Association, although its defenses were extremely stringent, having spent so many years there, Bu Jingyun was well aware of the Association’s vulnerabilities and secret passages.

After learning Tai Chi, Su Yan comprehended all its essentials and his cultivation immediately reached the grandmaster realm.

“Reporting to Master, I was just tracking Bu Jingyun’s whereabouts. Bu Jingyun broke into the World Association and burned Feiyun Hall. In the chaos, he even breached the First Tower of the World. I humbly ask for Master’s punishment!” Qin Shuang immediately knelt on the ground.

In the void, Ling Tian’s expression turned cold. His gaze swept fiercely over the few gloating cultivators, and a tremendous power descended. Without any reaction, the five cultivators were shattered to pieces, blood and flesh scattering everywhere.

Having just endured a hellish experience, Su Yan had no patience left for that damned system.

Thanks to their praise and explanation, Su Yan realized how formidable he truly was—being the only martial arts grandmaster to emerge in nearly a hundred years—which made him somewhat elated.

Hence, the Child Emperor merely used the True Scripture of Childlike Heart to blur their senses, making it impossible for them to distinguish directions; lying on the ground, they even swayed.

Only then did Su Yan recall that his body, at the Capital English Academy, was known as the school heartthrob.

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The head of the first division spoke such words, indicating the fourth division was truly at its end, having exhausted all mobile forces. The upcoming battle would rely solely on personnel stationed at existing positions to hold their ground.

After rushing into a vehicle, they were fortunate that the agents guarding the entrance still had the keys.

Naturally, the soldiers would not hand over food without a fight. At this moment, food was life itself; if others ate one more bite, they would have one less. No one would agree to such a thing.

A year and a half ago, the CIA had already considered Tang Xin a potential threat to the United States, primarily due to the global storm caused by the S2 virus. Though America survived, it paid a heavy price.

“No, you’re drunk! Look, how many is this?” Yun Xuan held up two fingers, waving them before Lin Han’s eyes.

Then the entire island began to fracture, but the helicopter had already hovered above Ye Zeming.

“One night of enlightenment, transforming into an immortal on the spot, naturally granting longevity equal to the heavens,” Liu Dong said seriously, showing no hint of jest or doubt.

Hearing Tang Xin’s inquiry, Cao Lunqing perked up. The person before him was his boss, so it was time to report.

As for the final outcome of this high-stakes gamble, it was still too early to tell... But what could be worse than being imprisoned in a concentration camp, stripped of freedom, hope, and fighting spirit?

Since Xiuyan had already spoken, Yun Xuan had no choice but to comply. His initial plan to secretly give a gift to Xiuyan and gain some “benefits” was thus dashed.

Looking back now, even if Donghe Eagle hadn’t been killed yesterday, he likely would have suffered the same fate as Donghe Male—tampered with by Qin Tian and sentenced to death prematurely.