Volume 1, Chapter 23: Leave, I Will Not Attend the Engagement Party

Wait, the door opened? Well, the door opening isn't much of a surprise; perhaps the people inside simply wanted to kick him out.

One must realize that the power Mi Chen demonstrated earlier in blocking their onslaught was proof of his strength. Yet, such a powerful being had reached this point in such a wretched state.

They were willing to offer the greatest support to the Nanshan Children's Welfare Institute, which was also the only private educational welfare institution they officially recognized.

However, after Wei Sijun passed away and the Prime Minister he had handpicked, Yin Shun, also died of old age, the bitter fruits of the political balancing act he had played years ago began to surface.

Finally, Teng Long changed direction and dashed toward the Chuanliu formation, with Fire Wolf following closely behind. The twelve people surrounding them could not fathom Teng Long's intentions.

His journey this time was extremely discreet. Aside from the eunuch, Gong, who served him, and the secret guards protecting him, he had alerted no one else. He did not put on any grand airs, traveling in plain clothes as he left the palace.

The gazes of the crowd were drawn to them. Seeing Qiaoxi’s arrogant and unpleasant demeanor, everyone felt a surge of irritation; she had often used Master Zhang’s name to throw her weight around.

Lin Fan looked at the bank card. Ten million—that was truly a significant sum. Chang Haige was certainly wealthy, but as a master, how could he be so shallow?

These Immortal-level experts could almost determine the outcome of this great war. Once the Sacred Dragon Guards could no longer hold their ground, there would be no one left on the side of the Supreme Sect capable of resisting these terrifying immortals, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The King of Qin, who had remained expressionless and unreadable until now, finally opened his eyes and nodded. After a long moment, with the support of the Crown Prince, Anguo Jun, he stood up.

"Sister-in-law, can you speak quietly? If you’ve come to my place to pick a fight, I don’t have the time to indulge your nonsense," Liu Hong said bluntly.

He didn't need to look to know that in this house, besides himself, there was only one person who could and would touch his computer. It wasn't the first or second time Lin Yinxi had forgotten to log out of QQ. As an older brother, he only needed to suppress that parental curiosity about his sibling’s social circle.

A massive fireball descended from the sky, crashing into the earth and creating a huge crater as boundless flames spread outward.

Liu Hong walked the entire way lost in thought. Upon returning to the kindergarten, she began preparations for opening the preschool class.

"What are you saying about me?" Jun Le'an asked, noting her friend’s expression, which suggested it was likely nothing good.

Only those who had attained the rank of King Practitioner could safely fly over the mountain peak. This is why the participating students and disciples sent by various academies and sects were all required to be at or above the King Practitioner level—to ensure they could safely traverse the summit of the Cloud Boundary Mountains.

"Fu'er, Mother is not worried about your safety, but rather that I do not know when our family will be able to reunite after this parting!" Hai Fu’s mother lamented, her face streaming with tears.

It was just a pity that there were too few people like them. Because the war was global, my great-grandfather and the others had to split their forces, sending them to various places to join the fight.

Based on Liu Fu'er’s understanding, once this person of hers became stubborn, even the gods couldn't move him, let alone the Tang Emperor, toward whom he already harbored resentment.

Although he had practiced all night without a wink of sleep, Lin Ran felt his spirit was fine and his body was full of vitality.

Lin Anxin felt deeply saddened. Her best friend, with whom she had grown up, had now turned into an enemy; this was not the outcome she had wanted. One could only blame the cruel twists of fate.

"Very well, Director." The three physicians dared not delay. Without even pausing to rest, they immediately plunged into the challenges ahead.

Li He walked firmly toward the thick, meat-colored jade cover, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. Everyone watched him with bated breath, their tension reaching its limit.

Previously, to save fuel and because the conditions for drifting were not met, I had always driven in a straight line, but now it was different.

Michael, with his large face resting on the back of Qi Shunhua's hand and his front paws crossed over his wrist, stared at his owner with innocent, wide eyes, meowing as if he knew he had done wrong.

In the conference room upstairs, Lin Anxin sat next to Mo Feiyue for her first meeting. She felt the gazes of the others were quite strange and felt a bit uneasy.

Although the Shen family of the Northern Prefecture and the Shen family overseas shared the same ancestry, ever since the Shen clan was destroyed years ago, the remaining branches had essentially gone their own separate ways.

Most of these spectators were also fanatics. They didn't know much about Tang Long, only that he was a mysterious, top-tier expert, while Black Dragon was notorious, having played the role of a racing assassin countless times in the past.

"If you put it that way, the country wouldn't need to fight so hard; wouldn't it be easier to just gather the five dragons?" Li He asked.

"One must take a gamble. Relying on slow growth, I fear the Lin family will never have a chance to rise in the capital."

Yang Jing looked it over and finally trusted the old man. Turning to Xuan Shaoning, he said, "People say you have to keep your eyes peeled at the temple fair; they were right. What a profiteer!" Yang Jing threw down the pelt and walked away.

Black Rock unleashed a fire-type defensive skill. The Fire of Tempering erupted from his body, forming a wall of fire to the right of the three of them.

Luo Xue'ning and Han Bei'er had performed brilliantly in the selection matches and possessed value; Shi Huanran would certainly not give them up.

So, love was this exhausting—even more intense than chasing Xi Mubai in her previous life... At the very least, she had been able to endure ten years with Xi Mubai, whereas with Bo Hancheng, every second was torture.

Years of experience allowed Han Jiang to immediately distinguish that this object was harder than the surrounding rammed earth. "I've hit something!" Han Jiang shouted excitedly.

"Did I run into a ghost?!" Wang Feng was terrified by the scene. He didn't feel for a second that he had gained superpowers; he thought he had encountered a ghost, which was the only explanation for such a bizarre event.

Nian Bei "reluctantly" stepped in. Although his skills were mediocre, he had at least studied martial arts for over a year, so getting some food was not an issue.

The Seven-Sword Demon-Locking Array differed from ordinary arrays. Its inscriptions were carved onto seven wooden swords, functioning like seven pieces of equipment; even someone who was not an array master could use them.

"Shut your mouth! Don't mention eating; I'm starving!" Han Jiang stopped walking.

The birthday banquet was very lively. The Xue family had hired the troupe of the popular Master Du from Hui County to perform operas. Because several high-ranking officials, whom one would normally never see, were seated at the head tables, the atmosphere remained high amidst the clinking of glasses.