Chapter 33: Petty-Mindedness

Siyao pulled down her eye mask and curled deeper into the blanket, reaching up after a while to feel her own forehead.

As she got off the plane, the cold wind made Siyao stumble back several steps. She was about to retreat further, but suddenly a pair of hands gripped her waist, holding her firmly in place.

Siyao frowned and pulled away, stubbornly steadying herself before heading toward the exit.

The hotel rooms they had booked were two standard singles.

Now, with the addition of Xing...

"Fine, fine, I'm just an ordinary person, eating ordinary food and earning ordinary coins. I have no intention of comparing myself to a saint like you, hmph." Rong Cheng made a dramatic hmph, pretending to sulk.

"This wine smells wonderful, brother—would you share a cup with me?" A young man’s voice rang out, icy yet courteous.

For gathering information, Whale City was undoubtedly the best choice. Too many cultivators lingered here, people came and went, and the air was thick with the dust of the mortal world. Some cultivators could lose themselves here, unable to tear themselves away.

Especially Cen Lanlan, who was never a schemer by nature, making her especially easy to warm up to.

But Field paid her no mind, his eyes calm and indifferent as he walked straight to the throne next to Natia Veil.

"Vermilion Bird, what’s wrong?" Seeing Vermilion Bird’s sour expression, He Xi hurriedly asked.

Zhao Changge unleashed another of Zilong’s secret arts—one spear became five, and in a flash he struck twenty-five times, a total of one hundred and twenty-five blows, each one shattering a bolt of thunder. Then, his spiritual power surged, and with a Downed Sun Spear, he struck toward Leng Yueyan. But behind her, a blue thunder god manifested, far more solid than the one behind Lu Qianchen.

No matter how he pleaded, Hanagi Chizakura still knocked him out. In the end, Wang Bugui murmured her name, then had the druid carry him and Merutia away together. She escorted the three across the tower bridge, then turned back with a serene smile.

Stone Treasure had already crept up his trouser leg and nestled into his arms. Ever since merging with the Stone Heart, Stone Treasure had gained intelligence and now obeyed Leiming’s every command.

Li Qing’s situation was dire. He had suffered serious injuries several times tonight, and though the Demon Body could recover rapidly, there were limits.

He stared in shock, mouth open to protest, but Li Dafu, well-practiced, clamped a hand over his mouth and dragged him away.

He was bewildered—not just him, but the security guards on the balcony as well. They saw the open window and exchanged confused looks.

Chu Qianning thought she must be hallucinating, yet the two bottles of potion that appeared in her bag were all too real.

Xu Jingjing, dressed in brilliant orange robes with her hair piled high, danced gracefully in time to the drums beneath dazzling lights.

Gong Xiaobin had faced those burly foreign players before, even NBA athletes on the international stage. Now, going up against Meng Lang, he felt the same impact as colliding with a top forward.

Li Tiance and Wang Yun both saw the shock in each other’s eyes. Neither had expected Su Jue to truly go for the kill.

Lin Fan noticed Bai Chi’s condition and realized the wine had been laced with a drug that would inflame the blood. Fortunately, he hadn’t let Gu Qingcheng drink any—otherwise, something terrible might have happened.

Regardless of the process or the outcome, knowing Master’s personality, she was certainly jealous.

Bringing those people along, if Flower Shorts and the others had any sense, they’d block her at the door. She didn’t want a confrontation, just wanted to borrow a little food.

These past days he’d been plotting to unite with the North River Alliance to crush the rise of the Cold God Sect, and only that morning had he sent people to negotiate a partnership.

Lying in bed, his stomach empty but too exhausted to move, he hesitated between getting something to eat or just sleeping. Soon, he drifted off in a daze and slept dreamlessly through the night.

But so what? He was a Hegemon, and without a large-scale human encirclement, he remained unafraid.