Chapter 38

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Li Kui, having had his employment issues resolved, was in high spirits. Ignoring Fang Hang’s constipated expression, he greeted Mother Fang with pleasant warmth.

"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, Yang Yun slapped his cheeks firmly, gathered his spirits, and set off on his search once more.

Seeing that Nangong Jiang could finally stop participating in the battle now that Yuan Yan had arrived, Yuan Yan noticed an arrow lodged directly in the center of her chest, right over her heart, the blood flowing from the wound turning black.

[Deadly Iron Crotch]: I told you this trash streamer was no good!! Look, he really is useless!! My previous word still stands; if this garbage streamer can actually block that, I’ll eat three pounds of shit. I’m not picky—you guys pick the toilet, and I’ll head straight there.

Mi Bei was a bit surprised that, having arrived here only a few days ago, she was already expected to get married; she had thought she would have at least a month to enjoy herself.

Xiao Xia took out her facial cleanser and applied it carefully, wishing she could scrub every single pore clean. After a minute or two, she turned on the faucet and rinsed her face over and over again for a full five minutes before finally stopping.

No one could have imagined that the true murderer was still living comfortably, and doing so under the protection of the state.

"She" was effectively tearing the reputations of both the Liu and Mei families to shreds and trampling them underfoot. To avoid becoming the laughingstock of the public, the two families would have to grit their teeth and lock horns with the Princess’s Residence.

Chu Jiangxing looked at the sickly, delicate figure on the bed with a sense of helplessness, feeling both angry and resigned at the same time.

Lin You’s mouth twitched. Sometimes this old man really was like a child at heart—clearly worried about his grandson yet refusing to admit it, insisting on putting on such a haughty front. On second thought, she realized Xie Zijin was often a bit haughty too; it was likely an influence from him.

Fang Erhai and Wang Qing listened in stunned silence; this was not only bizarre but utterly inconceivable.

Arthas nodded and reached out to help her off her horse. Leaning against a tree, Jaina pulled some magical bread from her pack with trembling hands. The bread helped her recover a bit of energy. She glanced at Arthas, who radiated a sense of impatience, much like fire radiates heat—a feeling that was deeply unsettling.

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The continuous onslaught left Hel breathing heavily. He assumed a defensive stance, but Richard did not attack.

"Dabai, can you help us find Lin Chen?" Chu Yun patted Dabai’s shoulder as he spoke. Dabai’s coat was exceptionally well-maintained; it was hard to tell how Lin Chen had managed it, but it felt incredibly smooth and soft to the touch.

The game League of Legends clearly offered hundreds of heroes to choose from, yet the opponent insisted on picking the same character as him. This, surely, had to be considered a direct provocation, right?

The special envoy kept his head bowed, his expression impossible to discern in the deep shadows of the night.

"I don't want any hesitation, and I don't want to hear any nonsense. Keep talking," Ye Tan said, standing there and watching her with a smile on his lips.

The restlessness on the left side of his face suddenly vanished, replaced by Ares’s usual rational demeanor and expression.

Ye Tan rode his horse through the city, but even upon reaching the center, he didn't see many decent buildings. Perhaps there was one building diagonally across that looked passable, but frankly, it was very old—likely dating back quite a long time.

At this moment, I truly wanted to see how Mi Cai handled the relationships between herself and her male friends.

On a plain teeming with wild buffalo, a warrior with a sinister face heard the broadcast, his expression instantly turning agitated. He immediately opened his communicator to consult with someone on the other end.

"Wait, what is that?" Deep within the smoke and dust, a massive green figure loomed. A sinister premonition flashed through his brain in an instant.

Half a lifetime of experience had made Cao Ziang intimately familiar with the suffering of the lower classes. He preferred to distribute the land directly to the farmers who supported the Jiangdong Left Army, effectively solidifying the army’s foundation in Chongzhou, and was loath to return the fields to those local gentry and landlords who fed on the blood and sweat of the people.

Ning Yuji nodded. Once the medicinal effect wore off, they would be reduced to cripples. Regardless of whether they won or lost, in that state, even an ordinary low-level werewolf could easily kill them.

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The Unfallen City was vast and magnificent. While it paled in comparison to the City of Cold Night, it still counted as a super-metropolis, at least ten times larger than Gem City or Skyfire City.

Shen Fengming paced back and forth, unable to find Wuying. He asked around and learned that Wuying had gone out to gather information and likely wouldn't return until the next day. The hot water was ready, and feeling physically and mentally exhausted, he decided to soak in it to stretch his limbs. Sleep was clearly out of the question—all he wanted now was to get to the truth as quickly as possible.

Roar! Seeing a brief opening in the Nine-Soul Siren’s soul, Ares’s soul let out a furious roar and began to devour the Siren’s territory in great gulps. In less than a second, the territories were back to a stalemate, with each side occupying half, and Ares’s territory even slightly encroaching on the other.

Mi Cai could not find the words to respond and fell into silence. This silence made me feel the gravity of her current emotional state; this predicament was a devastating blow to her, as it concerned the success or failure of the Zhuomei IPO.

The whistling hurricane drowned out the sounds of the hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people slaughtering each other. Even a weapon could not intervene in that space, as the immense centrifugal force would simply push it out of the battlefield. Yet, she went in. With such a readiness to die, she extended a palm and struck at Xia Yan, who was forced to raise his left hand to receive her force.

Suddenly shifting from an outer disciple of the Zheng-Yi Sect to the personal disciple of an elder in the Life-Death Sect, Zhou Qi wasn't sure if this was a blessing or a curse.

The Emperor’s eyes were glazing over: he had realized that Chen Qingshan was, in some respects, truly dense.

He sought out the deacon in charge of internal affairs. When the deacon saw him there to collect 50 low-grade spirit stones, he was speechless. It was the first time he’d seen a personal disciple come to claim a basic stipend; flirting with one’s master would have been far more profitable than making this trip.

To earn more points, examinees often killed their peers without mercy. Many of these were strangers, and Jiang Ning found it difficult to bring himself to hunt them down for no reason.