Chapter 64: Do You Have Someone You Like

Taking Everything to the Army: The Stoic Commander Is Obsessed With Me Hotpot at the Edge of the World 1289 words 2026-02-09 14:23:36

Qian Lai found herself a little envious of Hua Rui. Though she was the sole heir of the Qian Corporation in the future, with wealth rivaling nations, she lacked a perfect brother like Hua Cheng.

Taking the soup from Hua Cheng and setting it before Hua Rui, she couldn’t help but praise, “Hua Rui, your brother is just too perfect. If only I had a brother like him.”

Hua Rui gave her a mischievous look. “My brother’s personality is especially gentle. As for being his little sister, that’s something you can’t be.”

Inside the cabin, the seats were arranged with the half-open shields completely retracted. The glass windows on the side revealed a row of armed ships outside, and behind them, a light cruiser.

Such resources, so inexpensive, were inexhaustible for disciples of the Demon Sect.

Though he had just been pushed back, his fist aching and numb, Tang Yi was still incredibly happy.

“Hehe, I already know about that one, it doesn’t count as an embarrassing story. Brother Changlin, keep going, what else, tell me more!” Another line of text suddenly appeared in the chat channel.

Although he hadn’t actually confronted anything behind him, just that one moment had already left him injured.

And Taibai Venus, a deity with endless opportunities for corruption, so pure as to be untouched, was like a sacred land—truly inconceivable.

“Um, could you not go tomorrow?” Li Changlin swallowed nervously, his mood tense.

Jiang Haichao was Jiang Xingwei’s personal bodyguard, and that identity alone made Li Changlin unable to tolerate him.

Erika Ikuta tilted her head, poking Nana’s cheek with her finger as if she had found a toy she couldn’t bear to let go.

After he escaped from the Star Sect, the great emperor, the ultimate force, and all the pioneers of the sect mobilized, turning the Path to Immortality upside down.

Yet even as he stepped out of the door, picked up by the driver, he still hadn’t heard a single response from Tang Song.

Soon, the porridge Zhou Dongren ordered arrived. Bai Jiayan tried to feed Shi Qing, but she waved him off, sat up against the headboard, took the bowl, and drank spoonful by spoonful.

“This is it!” After seven moves, Yan Tianle finally seized upon the opening he had been waiting for. His pupils contracted, quick-witted in urgency, and the Sword of Heaven’s energy burst forth, racing skyward, summoning a sudden downpour that battered the battered city of Songzhou, washing it clean.

Yet Donos always ignored his hints, now “neglecting” Kashiwagi and instead engaging in lively conversation with Minami Takahashi, forcing Yasushi Akimoto to reconsider his calculations.

Zhou Dongren was never expected to respond; after all, Yao Zhixian was his mother. Having been her son for so many years, he couldn’t say much more.

“Xingran, tell me, what exactly is going on with those fundamental ninjas?” The Third Hokage assumed his authoritative posture, sternly questioning Xingran.

After Yao Zhixian’s health declined, Shi Yi set aside his own work, hired a professional management team, and devoted nearly all his time to accompanying his wife. He even changed their residence, moving to the tranquil Nanping Mountain to help her recuperate.

The Eastern Dark Temple, though not as powerful as Jade Void Sanctuary, was still one of the top supreme sects.

Seeing the tufts of Dudu’s long fur fall out in clumps, Lan Zi cried out in distress. Ignoring the blood on Dudu, she quickly scooped him up, cradling him in her arms as she rushed to the clinic.

He recalled the state he was in after being injured—Ma Xian had approached him, then stepped back, performing an action that surprised him greatly. After retreating, she covered her mouth with her hand, and at the time, her hair and face were covered in blood—his blood.

Just two days ago, they’d moved into their new home. With the installation of the eel farm’s boiler, heating water for baths was easier than with the old stove. Yet Sang Mulan hadn’t abandoned her habit of bathing in a large wooden tub, bringing it along to the new house, and the habit had even rubbed off on Chu Wan Yu.