07. The Only Fear Is That He Is Too Weak

The Thunder team, dressed in blue tracksuits with a prominent lightning bolt logo on their chests, stood ready. Their opponents were the Rocket team, who had finished seventh last year. The Rockets were renowned for their speed, boasting exceptional passing and dribbling skills.

Hearing the news, we were all filled with joy. With Shadow as our backer, we felt a sense of security. Furthermore, with an unknown party secretly opposing Brother Long, he would have no way to contend with us now.

"The tea is cold." Xia Qingxiao sighed inwardly. Having returned to the capital, it was inevitable that she would have to face him. Yet, for some reason, the mere thought of him brought on a headache and a desire to flee; she truly did not know how to face him now.

The venue was filled with reporters who were naturally fixated on this sudden development.

When the doctors arrived and witnessed the scene, they were filled with amazement. Having practiced medicine for so many years, this was the first time they had seen such a thing: someone returning from the brink of death and waking up after only a few days—it was something beyond imagination.

He made a flanking gesture, and the other three closed in. Grabbing the railing, I leaped, swinging like a pendulum before landing safely on the second-floor corridor.

The moment they left, I immediately turned to the dogs and ordered them to pounce and kill the police dogs, but to leave the officers unharmed. As long as no humans were hurt, they would be fine.

Their reaction was exactly what Xia Luo, Shen Ningzhu, and Song Ke had anticipated. This back-and-forth behavior was designed specifically to achieve this effect.

My mother happened to be by the water dispenser pouring me a glass, urging me to sit down and rest.

I stepped out of the office to the breakroom to prepare some juice, returning with it only after it was ready.

"Mon-monster!" Qiu Rong was so terrified that every hair on her body stood on end. Past caring about anything else, she turned and bolted out the door.

Tang Xiao had guessed Tang Hao's intentions, and naturally, Ye Bing had as well; that was why he spoke up—Tang San must not be allowed to leave.

By now, everyone in Shengjing knew that Consort Zhao had fainted at the Marquis of Yongle’s estate, appearing to be so gravely ill that she could not even rise from her bed.

The crowd’s gaze followed his exaggerated figure; those standing closer had to tilt their heads back just to see him.

However, a few years ago, Sword Douluo had inadvertently caught a trace of him in the Heaven Dou Empire, though he vanished shortly thereafter.

Under Lu Xiangguan’s questioning, the merchants were certainly more honest, but what they would actually do once they returned remained to be seen.

This was a long take lasting over forty seconds. When drafting the shooting schedule, Han En had tried to break it into three parts, interspersing shots of the supporting cast’s surprised expressions to stir the audience's emotions, but Fang Nan vetoed the plan entirely.

"Who are you calling idle?" Although Ye Ningxin didn't immediately understand what kind of illness "mental illness" was, she clearly heard the implication that she had nothing better to do.

Lisa only knew how to listen to the audio when looking at this material; she couldn't understand anything else besides the lyrics.

Chu Xing understood what the Chu family elders were saying, but such was his nature. He believed that each generation had its own tasks to fulfill; if his descendants were not up to the task, even if he exhausted himself trying to groom them, they would still be incapable of shouldering important responsibilities.

"Are you sure you aren't being played? Perhaps they already knew each other, and you just walked right into it," Li Junhao said, hitting the nail on the head.

At the same time, Gu Feng closed his eyes and began to recall his past—from ten thousand years ago to his slumber, and then his awakening in the Cave of Time—countless memories flooded his mind.

The soldiers, taking orders only from Gu Tiankong, finally moved. They not only detained Gu Tianhai but also arrested Gu Tianmu, Gu Wanning, and several collateral members of the Gu family, lining them up at the entrance of the villa.

Crucially, Hou Tianyi knew that even if he tried to resist, he was no match for Tang Yi. If he truly angered him, he feared he might be beaten to death on the spot.

Not long after, word began to spread—no one knew who started it—that a great treasure had appeared near Changguang City, territory of the Yuling Sect, and the news gradually spread like wildfire.

Time passed slowly. Xian Cun remained sitting in the space of Shadow Guard One. Even though the Sea City space had undergone multiple day-night cycles as per usual, he had not stirred in the slightest.

"Commander! We are willing to use our flesh and blood to blast open a path for you! Take the remaining brothers and save as many as you can!" the suicide squad declared.

Although Nalan Fengying had warned him not to show the Dragon-Tiger Seal to others easily, a man must do what he deems right.

"Perhaps they really are busy," Yang Ze said with a laugh. Captain Liu had already provoked him once; if he dared to do it again, he truly wouldn't know the meaning of the word "death."

Voluntary or coerced—the two mindsets were worlds apart, yet in reality, the only difference between them was a game.

Li Ruoyi was already in a foul mood because the two had been late, and seeing her husband treat Chen Wan with such warmth, she clenched her fists tightly.

As for Yu Lingmo, because of the earlier introduction, he didn't feel awkward and even felt a sense of belonging.

In the blink of an eye, the fourteen days of military training had passed. For most students, this training not only improved their physical fitness and tempered their willpower but also left them all tanned.

Chen Wan felt that enough was enough; she didn't want to stay here any longer and turned to leave, but Lin Yixue would not let her go.

After the exhausting ordeal with Qian Daina, Lin Yuan woke up the next morning to find his appearance in total disarray, but his spirit and vitality had been remarkably restored.