Volume One, Chapter 28: Upgrading to a Level Three Castle

Whether he heard her voice or not, his brow furrowed even deeper, and sweat dripped from his temples as if he were in great agony.

"Don't talk nonsense. Your mommy loves you so much that she will surely support you. She is just a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart," Su Qianxun said, knowing Long Xiluo all too well.

Perhaps there would never be another person who could see him so clearly and yet still remain so tolerant of him.

Cheng Ruoshui seemed to have more to say, but since Su Qingyuan remained silent, she held her tongue, merely sitting quietly with her gentle eyes blinking.

However, after several days passed without even a glimpse of those two good-for-nothings, she grew increasingly anxious.

On the stage, Mu Qiqi and Sheng Xiao were preparing for the ceremony, while below, people were whispering and gossiping. That was precisely why Lu Qianqian had refused to appear; otherwise, it would surely have turned into quite a spectacle.

"If it isn't a bond worth dying for, sleeping together has no meaning," Sheng Xiao replied.

Xia Chuyi felt more and more that all their efforts to find the person might just be a waste of time.

When Su Qingyuan realized this, her hair stood on end, and she bolted upright with a sudden gasp.

To think that Gu Qingyan managed such a massive company; if he couldn't even manage his own wife, it would truly be laughable.

That was absolutely impossible. Qin Feng was now even inclined to thank the Long family; if not for them, he would never have known that Wang Lin possessed such a unique constitution.

"Why didn't you tell me the truth when I first came in?" I asked, voicing the doubt in my heart.

"If all goes as expected, we will leave the Ancient Kingdom once the battle between Su Tong and the Chicken Emperor concludes," I replied, though I did not understand why Shangguan Rou asked.

Fate looked at us and began to explain the rules of the God War. After listening, I gained a better understanding: to put it plainly, it was just a ring tournament, merely given a more grandiose name.

Hearing Yu Xian's words, Liunian's expression suddenly turned cold, and even Liancheng Yiyao’s face became icy.

Yangyang’s opinion, however, did not matter; as long as his mother was happy, that was enough. He had heard her mention that country more than once, so he assumed she must have a special attachment to it.

Unfortunately, a knock sounded at the door again. The view outside had shifted back to the gloomy street where we had met the Savior, but the knocking was heavy, rhythmic, and forceful—clearly not the work of a child.

"I noticed you were quite close to that person from the Kunlun Sect earlier," Qin Feng asked with a smile.

As she spoke, Xu Jing'an shot a sidelong glare at Ling Yichen, who simply rubbed his head and laughed awkwardly.

Wen Chun took special note of the time Luo Jianchuan gave his approval; it was exactly the day after the professor had finished lecturing the municipal party committee’s central group.

The War Demon let out a cold snort but said nothing more. In the presence of the War God and the War Concubine, he felt that his marriage to Tianzhu was a source of great shame.

I figured that keeping someone so rebellious around was pointless, so I decided not to offer him any benefits and would simply fire him when the time came.

Dongfang Qiming and the other two, upon hearing the ancestor’s shout, immediately acted as if facing a formidable enemy, drawing their long swords. Their eyes scanned behind them, but finding no trace, they looked at Dongfang Yulong in confusion.

Seeing his accomplice still lying there, rolling his eyes and unconscious, the standing curly-haired man felt a flicker of fear. Unable to control his legs, he took a step back.

At this moment, the green shadow continued to roll and roar within the purple net. However, having tested it, Luo had gained some insight into its attacks. Just as he suspected, the Five Elements spells did little damage, but after repeated strikes, the green shadow gradually began to dissipate.

He had not expected to encounter a master immediately upon reaching his destination, and it seemed this master had been waiting for him.

Working a job is one thing, but to be bullied like this—that useless director fired my brother today, claiming he was an ex-convict. My brother was only taken to the station by you; how did that make him an ex-convict?

At this moment, Luo used his immense spiritual power to create a barrier of spiritual energy. Any cultivator with a lower cultivation base than his would find it difficult to detect him and You Rizhou through divine sense; not only were they invisible to the naked eye, but even divine sense seemed to scan over nothing but empty space.

Less than five seconds after the bullet screen appeared, Zhang Wei had already typed it out on his computer while chatting with everyone.

He was now uncertain whether Li Xun and the others would assist him once the sales war began, or how they might do so. He also wondered about the alliance between Yan Guodong and Li Yan, and what methods they might use to deal with him.

The drawing ceremony was held on the floating ring, allowing the contestants to experience the final venue in advance. The host of the ceremony was no stranger; it was Mr. Cicaro, the executive of the WNA. Naturally, other high-ranking officials and witnesses from the organizers were also present.