Volume 1, Chapter 34: Shengsheng, are you trying to take advantage of your brother?

"Sheng-sheng, are you trying to take advantage of your big brother?"
"I..."
She hadn't meant to; who told him not to turn around?
The man's breathing drew closer, and his scorching breath brushed against her face, making Wen Zhi feel as if she were being boiled alive.
"If you want to take advantage of me, is it this part you're after?"
Shen Nianchi gripped her wrist firmly, pressing her hand against his abdominal muscles.
Wen Zhi's face flushed deep crimson, and she shook her head frantically, trying to pull her hand away.
"This fellow is Chu Liangchen, right?" Nangong Xiao asked suddenly after admiring the scene for a moment.
That day, Ai Wei told her that Duan Chi had been looking for her. She had been wondering how someone as clever as Duan Chi could have figured out why she left Zhiyuan Academy. She never expected that he would actually come to Tianzi Academy to find her. Still, it was for the best; they could finally clear the air.
"It's been over seven years. Is there any point in finding her now? Perhaps she has already found her own happiness, perhaps she has fallen in love with someone else, perhaps she has started a family. If you go to her, you will only cause her distress and likely disrupt her life!" Ling Xiruo said with agitation, her eyes rimmed with red.
Su Zixin, Cao Yuanfeng, and the others were so frightened they stared at each other in disbelief; the man before them was surely the most imposing Crown Prince's Mentor since the founding of Beiping!
They had long heard rumors that people could be killed in the safe zone, but this was the first time they had witnessed it with their own eyes.
After Shen Feng sorted out the strengths of these various secret techniques, his thoughts became increasingly clear. However, the moment he considered merging them all together, he began to fret again.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Dazi gripped the hilt of the knife with one hand and yanked the short blade out with a sudden, forceful pull. Qing Da quickly pressed a white cloth over the wound; blood rapidly soaked through the fabric, but at least it didn't spray all over them.
Walking slowly to the door of Shen Yunyou's room, Ye Zixuan opened it without the slightest effort. Looking into the pitch-black room, he frowned and lit a candle. To his surprise, he found Shen Yunyou staring at him with sleepy eyes.
Zhou Wei had once been very strong, but he was getting on in years, while Nangong Han was formidable and exceptionally skilled. His movements were ruthless, precise, and lethal, lacking any flourish and aiming directly for the most vulnerable parts of the body. Every strike carried the intent to kill; within a few minutes, Zhou Wei had no power to fight back and could only dodge in a disheveled panic.
Elkov realized that Zhou Mo was not nervous at all, and he found himself unable to gain any psychological advantage. In the end, under the threat of the firearms, he slowly sat down on the floor.
After being struck by the arrow, the corrupted elf was beyond furious. It immediately turned around, looked toward the upper reaches of the waterfall, spotted the three of them, and roared, extending its left hand as streaks of dark energy gathered and surged in its palm.
"If I hadn't bumped into it today, she would have continued to climb the ranks in your company, and then... heh..." Rong Nuo didn't finish, only letting out a mocking scoff.
It was Zhang Cheng's first day on the job, and he didn't understand many things, but because he was assigned to Team Four, Wen Xin had increased the team's workload—though not by much. However, Zhang Cheng's arrival clearly seemed more like a hindrance.
During the time that Zhou Mo failed to catch him, the killer had plenty of unobserved time to enter the kitchen whenever he wished.
The next moment, Zhao Su realized that the person appearing before him was not his youngest son, but his eldest grandson.
From a distance, its massive body, soaring in the sky, was already enveloped in purple light, with faint flickers of black and gold light alternating across its purple surface, looking somewhat eerie.
The cave dwelling before her did not occupy much space, consisting of only a dozen rooms from front to back. It was evident from the clear marks on each stone chamber that the two of them had carved them out one by one with their own hands.
After all, due to air resistance, when a person falls from a great height, the maximum speed is only fifty-three meters per second, and a normal person jumping from a height of five meters hits the ground at a speed of about ten meters per second, which is generally not fatal if one is prepared.