Volume One, Chapter 35: Today, I Will Surely Let You See the One You Long For

The word "darling" slipped from his lips, rendered exceptionally suggestive by the timbre of his voice.
Pei Yanchuan was still holding the bag, having been flirting with her with effortless ease just a moment ago.
The next second, a playful glint appeared in his eyes. "So, Designer Wen, you have a penchant for this kind of 'daddy' dynamic?"
She had no such twisted taste.
She imagined Pei Yanchuan coaxing her as if she were a precious daughter.
The malevolent energy on his fingers slowly detached, transforming once more into a green glow that hovered and swirled in the palm of Lin Sheng’s hand.
"Damn it!" The masked man struck out repeatedly with both hands, yet the void continued to press inward relentlessly.
The elder of the Meng family feigned a moment of astonishment, then tucked one hand behind his back, as if concealing the bulky mass hidden within his sleeve.
Although Lu Zhanbei hoped Lin Xiaowan would return with him, he felt that since she had finally managed to come home, leaving in such a rush would disappoint her family, so he decided otherwise.
Clearly, although everyone had a certain degree of confidence in "Laifeng" and Song Budong, they were still quite anxious about the outcome of this encounter.
Yang Yue walked into Han Jiang's house, took all the grain, and found a large sack, stuffing the rice and flour into it separately. The rice and flour looked to be at least a hundred pounds.
The Corpse King walked over and opened the second chest, revealing it to be filled to the brim with porcelain.
The armor included a full set: helmet, faceplate, pauldrons, torso plate, greaves, and knee guards. Even the areas that should have been boots were covered in armor.
Qiu Yue nodded, grabbed Yun Fei, stamped his foot, and flew toward the location of their Class Seven, Character Ren.
The mere touch of his finger against the hair allowed him to sense the vast amount of complex information contained within.
"Chief Dai, may I ask the reason for your visit with troops today?" After taking a deep breath, Mao Renfeng asked.
"It’s not just me who has been cultivating; Cuihan and the others have as well. But don't worry, we have only cultivated the first level."
A cold sneer played on Zhang Yun's lips as he watched Zhang Ye, waiting for him to lash out. To his surprise, however, Zhang Ye remained completely unmoved after hearing such harsh words, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
"A pathetic plight. Are you truly nobles from Cormyr?" A voice rang out abruptly in the center of the cavern. All the assassins vigilantly eyed the figure that had suddenly appeared in that space, clicking their crossbows and gripping their daggers. Those who could still stand did so, swaying unsteadily.
Grandma Mei knew perfectly well that Zhang Ye and Zhang Yuemei were of the same cultivation level, yet she explicitly demanded that Zhang Ye kneel; it was clearly an attempt to make things difficult for him.
At this moment, he followed Chen Xin back into her bedroom. Once she closed the door, her first words were to tell him to take off his clothes. Although Li Haiyang had dreamed countless times of undressing with Chen Xin, at this critical juncture, he felt genuinely bashful, completely devoid of his usual heroic bravado.
Years ago, who could have known that Zong Yuan was a peerless warrior? And who could have imagined that a girl like Chuxue could also step into the Heavenly Realm?
Watching her place the empty bottle on the table, I said nothing, picked up the one she had opened for me, and took a long, hard gulp.
I suddenly found it amusing; with such lousy skills, two of you wouldn't be enough for me to crush. I replied that I had something to do and would play another time, then exited the game.
"His merit is insufficient; the Buddha will not see him. The journey to the East is long, and to avoid the bumps along the way, let me send you on your final leg." With my hands behind my back, I strode toward this old bald monk who had once vied with me for the essence of the sun and moon.
However, what Chai Hua did not know was that they had already put him on the agenda for elimination. Now it was just a matter of who would strike first, for among experts, whoever acts first gains the upper hand.