Volume 1, Chapter 24: Stirring Public Outrage

"Brother Jiuze! Come down and have a bite!"

Lin Caibing’s smile possessed a magical allure; even the guards nearby swallowed silently, their eyes filled with nothing but her beauty.

Jiuze leapt gracefully from the tree and walked up to Lin Caibing. Glancing at the steamed buns, he silently raised his hand and took a bite of the roasted chicken instead.

"Do you truly believe that I, a young master of the Demon Clan, would be lacking in food or clothing while on demon territory?"

Then Diao Yijia followed him, pleading bitterly. Lord Wen, unable to bear her pestering, snatched a tissue and scrawled a few letters across it with a flourish.

Mu Zhijie noticed the commotion and immediately removed his ear muffs, walking over. In terms of status, he was the highest among them. Moreover, he had come to Huahai to keep a low profile and had no desire to stir up trouble.

Li Biao’s eyes darted around, and he quickly retreated a few steps toward the perimeter. He’s mad, he’s absolutely mad. Liu Meng has surely lost his mind.

Watching Gabriel’s sincere expression, Gavriel rolled her eyes. Nevertheless, she did not refuse. Picking up her chopsticks, she pressed her palms together, said "Itadakimasu," picked up a fried dumpling with her delicate lips, and took a gentle bite with her pearly white teeth.

When one-third of the painting was finished, Mu Fan checked the time and felt a bit tired, so he took a shower, lay on his bed, and put on his gaming helmet.

Baozi looked at Mantou, Mantou looked at Huajuan, and Huajuan gave Baozi a wink. The three spirit beasts reached a consensus—transform first.

"Haha, you have all performed admirably. The conquest of Yilou and the occupation of Fuyu and Zhenluo demonstrate the might of our Celestial Empire's army. Upon our return to the capital, I shall reward each of you according to your merits." Zhang Chao spoke with a hearty laugh, his mood clearly excellent.

"Zhang Ting, please take good care of Brother Li Baitao." As Ye Feng spoke, he handed over the jade pendant in his hand.

"Wait for me!" Ye Feng waved his hand, cutting off Ying Kang's words. He turned and plunged directly into the blood-colored waterfall.

A minivan suddenly pulled up in front of the convenience store, and seven or eight burly men carrying sledgehammers climbed out of the vehicle.

Some time had passed since she realized that her meeting with Xia Yang was not actually their first. She had finally calmed down and returned to her usual indifferent state of mind, but to reunite in such a manner made it difficult not to stir up ripples.

Although the middle-aged man’s cultivation was only at the late stage of the Golden Core, Han Yuan, who had just landed on the mountaintop, wore a look of solemnity.

This Su Cheng was deep and calculating; she would certainly not let her off easily, and the conditions she had set were surely meant to drive her to madness.

It was as plain as the demeanor of Matsudaira Riko, her friend in the group and the first of their cohort to graduate.

He brought a few gold bricks, some glass marbles, a bit of compressed biscuit, and a flash drive.

"I’m working." Li Feng set Su Cheng down, walked over to the computer, turned it on, and immediately entered a focused working state.

Mu Qingge was prepared. If he really dared to strike, she would peel a layer of skin off him today, or she wouldn't be Mu Qingge.

"How did you get in here?" Jiudeng couldn't help but ask curiously. They hadn't even realized that someone had entered Tianjie Island.

Is this... is this really Chengcheng? The powerful and sharp aura radiating from her body was in no way inferior to Zhou Shengnian, who had spent years dominating the business world.

She wanted to call out for Gu Ji to leave, but realized it was too late. The mist zone had sealed, allowing only entry and no exit; now, even if they wanted to leave, they couldn't.

Wang Xunda rubbed his nose speechlessly. Gu San’s talent for comforting others was something most people truly couldn't master.

The two stopped bickering, looked up carefully, and saw a man with purple-green skin dressed in black walking toward them from the front.

"Cough, cough, Second Brother, you’re squeezing me a bit hard." Yan Bei reached out to remove the iron claw from her shoulder, but to her surprise, the owner of the hand did not loosen his grip; instead, he tightened it as if in punishment, leaving her completely unable to move.