Volume 1, Chapter 23: Requesting the Hand of the Consort of Peace in the Hall of Peace and Harmony

Seeing Chu Tian go to trouble Li Yun, Wei Jing'er on the stage felt her expression grow even colder, yet she could do nothing but glare at him with bitter resentment.

Once this core idea lost its connection to the fragments, its capacity for critical thought grew increasingly feeble.

Indeed, as the demi-saint injected another surge of power into Zong Ziming's body, that ball of flame could no longer withstand the impact and was utterly extinguished.

Without a moment's hesitation, Qin Zhen pinched a seal, and the long sword before him took flight, simultaneously manifesting thousands of sword auras, each radiating a destructive, overwhelming force.

Having undergone a hellish training regimen under an old Taoist, he possessed impressive martial arts, but the strength of San Hen far exceeded his expectations.

He had been standing guard outside without stepping away for a moment, so he was unaware of what had transpired.

It was not just the villa; even the tempered glass was the same. Their stronghold was built underground, rumored to be capable of withstanding a magnitude-12 earthquake and even the destructive power of a nuclear bomb.

They arrived at the police station, and one of them directly demanded to see the chief. Once the chief appeared, he was nearly scared out of his wits, but ultimately, he complied obediently.

"The master is currently furious! The eldest and second young masters wanted to drive him away, but the master did not agree," the maid replied.

It must be known that if not for Lu Yuan's efforts a while ago, using the purchasing system to rally so many top-tier powerhouses, Earth would likely have already become a slave colony of the Black Feather Empire.

Old Jia's hands were clenched tight. He kept looking around, his posture suggesting he was hiding and fleeing; he surely had something in his possession.

Other than Li Qian personally granting a month's salary to the servants of Moshang Palace to celebrate the occasion, there was nothing else—not even comparable to the Fifth Princess’s full-month banquet, let alone the Seventh Prince's celebration half a month prior.

The Elder of Criminal Law looked on with an expression of complete ignorance, acting with such upright transparency that one might truly believe he was innocent.

During this time, he called his mother several times to check on the building's renovations and the status of the electronics mall. He also periodically spoke with Yue Mengjie and Guo Qiulan to keep track of progress at the automotive research institute. Additionally, he received a call from Shu Yi in the capital.

Yuichi Nakamura looked miserable; his limbs were bent at unnatural angles, and there was not a single patch of intact skin on his body. He was a bloody mess, barely breathing, and hovering on the brink of death.

Yet at that moment, from under her brother's arm, a gaunt hand reached out to snatch the Yin-Yang Five Elements Secret Art held in her arms.

However, Lian Yu caught a different nuance in Li Qian's words; it seemed Concubine Song was no simple character.

But this Zhang Xueying was too strange. Previously at Sanqian Mountain, it was she who provided the intelligence that led him to the corpses of Mao Bing and Xu Jianguo; it was also she who guided him to Wu Siwanzi's evil-cultivating den and delivered the antidote formula for the aconite poison.

This was good news for Wanzi. Having secured investment from the Aso family, particularly with their support in personnel, the Supreme Society was growing at an unimaginable speed, aggressively absorbing people from the bottom of society, especially the unemployed.

I took Bai Mu's hand, channeling origin energy into her body. The aura of life and destruction flowed ceaselessly, helping to heal her wounds.

Ling Si did not know if she was this unguarded with everyone, or if it was only with him.

At the very least, it proved her grandfather loved her dearly; otherwise, he would never have gone to the trouble of inviting him from the inn. Under normal circumstances, he would have likely been thrown out of Liya City.

It was late. Yi Qiu was a person who valued his schedule. If he could manage without delaying his tasks, he would choose to follow his normal routine. Therefore, he did not head to Marquis Lelia's estate or seek out the young occult professor at Lensa University, choosing instead to return to Gater Inn to rest.

Come to think of it, he had benefited quite a bit from others' generosity; shifting the conflict onto them behind their backs felt rather underhanded.

However, if the badge were to drift through the estuary and into the open sea, finding it would truly be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Sun Zhuo had nothing but praise for Kobe, yet the reporters could not fathom the sentiment behind that praise.

"What do you mean you don't understand? That means it's your problem. What does it have to do with me, Liu Shuren? Why wouldn't I understand?"

That bowl of soup was essentially dishwater, with a few rotten vegetable leaves tossed in, and it carried a sour, rancid stench.

When the Timberwolves players prepared for free throws, seeing Garnett approach Sun Zhuo, Sun Zhuo knew Garnett was about to spout trash talk and immediately turned his head away in disgust.

Zi Hui sheathed his sword and looked back, finding everyone wearing expressions of astonishment. He felt somewhat amused, and then, putting on a cryptic and profound air, he slowly walked toward the group.

It was just unclear what Eli's purpose was in maintaining his sickly, crippled appearance in front of outsiders.

But upon reaching the Zhou residence, Mother Zhou had not yet returned. She pondered for a moment before asking the nanny where Zhou Sibai was.

Duan Tianxing sneered, "Who says I have no evidence?" Having said that, he flipped his hand and produced a blood-soaked bundle. He tossed it casually to the ground, and as it unfurled, a human head rolled out.

A wave of foreboding washed over Meng Yao. Before she could warn Ming Chen, they realized the surrounding scenery had shifted again.

Following a loud cry from the eunuch, the porters lifted the sedan chair with ease and headed toward the imperial palace.

"Not at all, I was just a little surprised!" Su Ze welcomed them into the room, and they took their seats. Janet sat beside Su Ze, and he smiled.

Then, the Six Ding Divine Talisman in Zi Hui's hand emitted a pitch-black light. Zi Hui was stunned; shouldn't it be golden?

He slumped to the ground, utterly dejected, his hair disheveled and his body weak. Facing the cold gazes of the crowd, his eyes were lost and unfocused.

That is how it is for couples in the public eye; every action carries a weight of responsibility. For instance, with a breakup, one cannot simply end things for no reason.

If he had not examined the corpse with his spiritual eyes, Xia Fan would never have believed in such a strange occurrence; it was simply too inconceivable.