Chapter 47: So Childish

Cao Mang drove into the slums of the southern city, his domineering and menacing black armored SUV attracting countless prying eyes. Occasionally, scantily clad women struck seductive poses, trying to flag him down, but he ignored them all, his gaze fixed instead on a massage parlor. That place was being shut down—not only did it force decent women into prostitution, but it was also connected to a lending company, sending beautiful women unable to repay their high-interest loans to work there. Now, the whole operation had been busted in one sweep.

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When she mentioned Jiao Enxiu now, her tone was rather calm, as if discussing an utterly ordinary senior, and Ye Qing nodded, finally feeling at ease.

"How could you be like this? What if—what if you end up making her sick?" After some time, once both Ye Qing and Yan Xueqin had caught their breath, Yan Xueqin spoke with a hint of grievance.

Earlier, he had called Ouyang Tianming, and the way he acted so coyly truly made him feel awkward. He had never spoken to another man in such a tone before.

Yet, she possessed a kind of calm and serene grace, an innate nobility that radiated from within. Such a quality could not be bought, nor could it be faked.

"There's nothing inconvenient about it. He's just an old man incapable of even tying up a chicken. Not only might the people of the Church be unaware, but even if they did know, so what? Our Luo family may not rival the Church in power, but we're hardly weak," Luo Yashan said, her voice firm and resolute.

The bonds between comrades are maintained by feelings and self-discipline alone, which, in a society so full of temptation and harsh reality, is far too fragile.

In that instant, Lu Wei felt as though he had glimpsed a sliver of light in utter darkness; his heart pounded uncontrollably. He swiftly retrieved the Blackfire Demon Lion, clenched the Black Jade spirit beast storage tightly, and without hesitation, let his body sink into the ground.

The stall owner saw Lu Wei pause to watch, raised his head slightly, and asked in a soft voice. Since the magical artifact was broken and couldn't be repaired, the stall owner directly referred to the short blade fragments as materials.

Tang Jinteng returned just in time to stumble upon the scene, startling Shi Yun, while Yun Ying dared not speak and quickly stepped aside.

Throughout the entire lesson, Lin Yingying was distracted, making mistakes so obvious that everyone believed she was genuinely captivated by He Huajin, her mind in turmoil and errors frequent.

The remaining man held a delicate cigar between his lips, his features handsome and bold. Dressed in a casual suit, his smile was carefree, and his commanding presence was impossible to ignore.

"Can you truly guarantee that my brothers won't be harmed?" the man asked with difficulty.

"As long as we cherish our days together," such sentimental words, though on the tip of Dongfang Ruoxue's tongue, were too embarrassing for her to utter, her cheeks flushed red.

Liu Yi did not know that he was from the Jixia Academy, nor that he had come from the Sky-Observing Cave. Yet he doubted that Chu Yuan hailed from the so-called Star Pillow Mountain.

But there was one thing he was certain of: if Lü Tianqi pushed his games too far, he would find it hard to extricate himself in the future.

The startled cry of the Ancestor Dragon caught Ji Tian's attention, and only then did he realize that Jin Ao had fully recovered to the Immortal Realm. Though only at the initial stage, Jin Ao walked the path of defense; once attaining immortality, he possessed a metallic, indestructible quality, unyielding through countless tribulations.

The results of the contest at the Thousand Buddha Temple would take a while longer to be announced; until then, Overlord Ba could not return to the Overlord's Lair to report.

Afterward, Fan Gang went to consult the clan elders, while Liu Yi returned to his room and fused the remaining two Chengying swords.

"What were those things just now? What happened?" At this moment, the vice captain, still shaken, was the first to ask.