Chapter 102: I Want to Become Handsome
Chapter 102: I Want to Become Handsome
“Great-grandmaster?” Everyone was puzzled. Shi Bai thought for a moment; it must be referring to the more than two hundred disciples and grand-disciples he had taken in.
He then clasped his hands behind his back, adopting the demeanor of a sage, and asked, “Is this your shop?”
Manager Zhang nodded nervously, “Yes… yes! But we never expected you would come to the shop.”
Shi Bai’s expression darkened. “Hmph, just look at the standards you’ve set…”
Consort Shu immediately knelt before the emperor as soon as he approached, begging him to make a decision on her behalf. Yet the emperor paid her no heed; instead, he turned his gaze toward Qin Yenan and Ouyang Xian.
He loved glory and yearned for the championship, but if this was all his youth and honor amounted to, even he felt it was a pity.
The atmosphere froze to a chilling stillness, and the bare shooting range only deepened the desolate mood.
Young Master Rong stood up in disbelief, exerting all his effort to control his body, taking slow, deliberate steps toward the podium, stopping before Guo Haoyang.
The questioned leader could not explain why. They had planned from the start to give Jun Moxiao a lesson—that was why they gathered here. So why, when the man appeared before them, was there not a single order to attack?
The protagonist’s fate calmed those who had come seeking justice for Ye Xiu, and they began to eagerly anticipate what this “scare” would look like.
Just hearing that he was the richest man in Jin City and yet remaining so composed—that kind of poise was rare.
She had wanted to ask this earlier but felt embarrassed to do so in front of her classmates.
Every time, it was Mu Chengxue who tirelessly helped her up after she fell, sometimes even pulling her down along with herself. Had it not been for her arrival, the mission today might have been completed with ease.
He Mu Xue ignored whatever An Ran said and continued her coquettish advances, her tone still youthful, innocent, and gentle.
Passing several mountain ranges, the sunlight gradually faded, and the night’s mist spread through the air. Jie Lan knew that traveling at night invited attacks from demons. Without the energy to fight them off, she pressed down the cloud head, folded away the paulownia leaf, and searched for a place to rest for the night.
Xuan Yuan Xi immediately revealed a roguish smile, sitting calmly to sip his tea as he watched the people kneeling on the ground, as if witnessing a grand fireworks display.
“Holy war?” Xue Leng tried to prop himself up, but unexpectedly, his hand’s bones broke and hung limp at his side.
Shen Ye understood his wife’s painstaking care. From now on, the Shen family had to rely on Shen Jie, and since the child in her womb was the imperial heir, there was no way she could be harmed. Xuan Yuan Che would never mistreat the mother of the crown prince.
Yet fate is often unpredictable. The Red Qilin, king among qilins, surely possessed unique divine powers. Just as Lu Qingyun’s fist shattered several ribs along its back, the beast let out a heart-wrenching roar, and its body erupted in white flames that seemed to melt heaven and earth.
Zhou Yan’s gentle, deep voice made Ye Baiwei’s heart leap. Her face flushed and tingled with warmth. She didn’t know why, but instead of quickly hanging up the phone as she should have, she endured her embarrassment and quietly listened to Zhou Yan’s steady breathing on the other end.
Jie Lan listened to Cheng Feng’s cold words, feeling an inexplicable chill in her heart. Although Long Yi was a demon beast without human form, he was kinder to her than anyone in the world, like her right hand. How could she bear to see him suffer even a scratch?
Jing Yao sighed and called Chen Xi to sit beside her softly, “Since I am asking a favor, I won’t hide anything. If you can fuse the divine bone shoulder armor, Qian Mo might be saved.”