20 Don’t Argue / 20

Su Ze had been so focused on his dear elder brother that he had completely failed to notice the carriage trailing behind him.

Just then, those arriving on dragons and those of bizarre appearances reached a point ten miles from the crowd, triggering waves of gasps. A cacophony of voices filled the air as throngs of people from all over the world disembarked from their ships, heading toward the island.

Usually, when Gu Yan applied medicine to Su Wan, she would be extremely gentle for fear of causing her pain. Today, however, Gu Yuan’s touch was even lighter than Gu Yan’s, and Su Wan felt no pain at all.

Suddenly, a torrent of blood erupted from the wound. Before Chen Tian could even react, a flash of cold light struck.

After returning to the palace, the Crown Prince treated Su Wan like his own sister. If Su Wan had truly wanted to harm the Crown Prince, there were countless ways to do so in secret; she would never have committed such a dangerous act in public.

In the past, whenever the Sun’s Fire entered his body, it would inflict damage upon both Zhong Chao’s soul and his physical form.

Hearing the master’s words, Dugu Qiubai diverted his third sword strike, which had been aimed at Ma Hongjun, toward the center of the arena. With a thunderous boom, a massive sword scar was carved into the stage, a testament to the immense power of the third form of the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Naxi ignored this entirely, channeling power into the water lion. In the next instant, the situation reversed; he gained control over the water lion and sent it lunging back toward the golden lion.

As for Zhou Botong, although his martial arts were formidable, the fishing net was far too treacherous. Despite his agile footwork, he was ensnared, and the harder he struggled, the tighter the net became.

Cao Chundao waved his hand at the soldiers, who hesitated for a moment before slowly lowering their weapons.

Unexpectedly, this timid fellow had suddenly grown firm because of those few photographs, even willing to risk everything to snatch them back. It was only then that Zhou Lin realized that Tianlai’s weakness was not his entire being; for the things he truly valued, he was not soft in the slightest.

"It’s just a little nosebleed! What’s so serious about that?" Li Chengming said dismissively while wringing out clothes in a basin. By thinking this way, Li Chengming had trapped himself in a dead end. He spiraled deeper and deeper until he finally lost his temper.

The four top-tier mechs were absolute engines of slaughter. Over a stretch of several kilometers, countless magnificent buildings were riddled with holes and came crashing down. Countless cars were detonated, leaving a radius of thousands of meters in a state of utter devastation, as if raked by hundreds of heavy artillery shells, resulting in countless casualties.

Taking a deep breath, she stretched her body, feeling a sense of familiarity mixed with something rather strange.

Yet, they had not expected the director to speak so brazenly about the matter; having no other choice, they could only turn a blind eye.

Zhao Yong was just boasting. He didn't believe Luo Jun would actually ask him to handle anything important; he was simply saying what sounded good.

Because she had just summoned Saber the previous night and intended to take her around Fuyuki City, Rin seized the excuse of having been sick the day before to take a sick day from school.

"Don't be afraid. With so many of us walking together, what is there to fear? It’s just that it’s my first time walking such a long night path, so I’m a little nervous," Zhao Yong replied honestly.

Before it could land, Lang Bao finally roused itself from its slumber. The light was too bright, and it couldn't clearly see what the two were doing.

Ou Yihong picked up his chopsticks in a daze, but just as he lifted a piece of food, his phone vibrated. He hurriedly pulled it out to check, and his expression changed drastically.

If Ouyang Yi could treat Chenchen and her well without even knowing that Chenchen was his own biological son, then this man was truly worthy of her marrying him.

"My men are very precise. You will only feel pain for a short while. If you take care of it properly, your hand will be just as it was before," Ye Zhiyuan said, pressing his face against Ye Jing’s pale cheek and sighing almost imperceptibly.

The bed was soft and the quilts were warm, yet the Prime Minister Su, who was always composed and unflappable, spent the night tossing and turning, unable to find sleep for the first time in his life.

"Do not make me say it a third time." Baili Yuxin turned around, smoothing his wrinkled cuffs, his fierce aura pressing down so heavily that Consort Li could barely breathe.

Walking up to her, Xiling Jing’s ink-black pupils reflected Xue Meng’s clear, ethereal face. Suddenly, he smiled faintly, causing everything around them to lose its luster.

He looked up at the stone-faced Luo Feng, then out at the pitch-black night. The Tianlan Dynasty, which had just caught its breath, was likely about to face another storm. The border, he feared, would need to increase its vigilance.

Seeing the earth-shattering momentum of the National-level martial artists, the many registered combat martial artists could not help but feel a surge of joy.

Su Yang’s singing continued to echo, and the crowd below was already screaming. In just a few lines, he had resonated with everyone, pushing the atmosphere to an unprecedented height.

Seemingly sensing the death of the Disaster Demon King, the dark red portal that had been wreaking havoc suddenly twisted, and with a soft sound, it shattered completely.

The four clans had originally taken all the primordial energy from their native lands and used it to help their people thrive in their new locations to this day. Over these long years, the original four holy lands had once again generated vast amounts of primordial power.

Wang Xifeng ranted incessantly, still not satisfied. But seeing the sour expressions on Baochai and Li Wan’s faces, her heart finally softened. She spat three times at Jia Huan and his companions before striding away.

Watching Qin Ling’s calm and composed demeanor, Hou Qi couldn't help but wonder if this guy was only acting this way because the face he currently wore wasn't his own.

Li Hao led two hundred elite soldiers to the Ziliu tribe, located two hundred miles southeast of Qiongzhou, backed by an endless expanse of mountains. The Ziliu tribe was crowded today, as the leaders of the other four tribes had also arrived; their presence naturally meant they had brought many men to ensure their safety.

Shen Wei looked up, meeting Xu You’s deep, starry eyes, and immediately understood his meaning. "I have thought about it! But I didn't dare to," she said.

Although Wu Wei was affected, he still struggled to output his soul power, his massive hand inching ever closer to Li Shiji.

The Koreans standing nearby stopped their chatter, looking at the screen in confusion, failing to understand how it was Lee Sang-hyeok who had been killed.

This venerated one had followed his master’s strict orders to pose as his father’s bodyguard. Along the way, he had barked orders at his father, only falling silent upon reaching the restaurant due to those same instructions. Yet, a haughty sneer still hung on his lips, as if he were a god looking down from above, scrutinizing everything in the world.