Volume 1, Chapter 23: Could It Be That You Intend to Kill Me?

The ringing continued incessantly. However, the communication device in the conference room was not a standard landline; it could not be answered, leaving everyone to endure the piercing noise.

"That armed policeman earlier was acting strangely, and he only allowed two officers to assist in the transport," Leng Hanyue noted. From her position in the van, she could observe every move outside the bun shop and had naturally witnessed Scorpion being loaded into the vehicle.

By the end of the hog-slaughtering feast, only Aunt Hemu’s family remained to finish the meat; everyone else had long since fled, afraid to come near.

Yang Xiruo had not expected to see Yan Bo under such circumstances. When she opened the door and saw that beaming, dark-skinned face, she felt a faint wave of disappointment. She had hoped it would be Wei Junsheng coming to apologize, not him.

The temperature in the room was quite high, likely due to the air conditioning—at least five degrees warmer than outside. Ling Ran felt overdressed and realized he should take off his jacket.

"It’s fine," she muttered through gritted teeth. *Yang Xiruo, stop showing weakness. Even if they are being intimate right in front of you, what does it matter? You’re already divorced. Let it go. Let him do whatever he wants.*

"For safety’s sake, let’s head back to our headquarters first!" I declared, then turned my gaze toward the window.

Once, when Tao Hua saw Huang Zihao’s motorcycle drive away, she snuck out to apply for a job at a restaurant. But no sooner had she stepped through the door than Huang Zihao followed, dragging her out with eyes blazing with fury.

What a well-preserved face it was! With skin as white as jade flushed with pink, delicate features, and cherry lips, it made one want to lean in and steal a kiss.

"Shousi, what are you and Suoya studying?" Wu Ai asked, puzzled. She realized she didn't know much about Shousi at all, not even his field of study.

The willow-green jade flute did not pause, striking forward with a sharp clang. To everyone’s shock, the jade flute pierced right through the iron-forged blade, coming to a halt just an inch from Diyi Ming’s face.

This time she had learned her lesson. She didn't rub against Ye Lingyuan blindly but stood before him, looking at him with a very well-behaved gaze.

Su Chunxi certainly couldn't ask the waiter to drive Nangong Ya and Xue Jiahui away; there were bodyguards right outside the door.

Although the Empress Dowager claimed she urgently needed Liangxiu to comb her hair because she was uncomfortable, why did she appear so anxious and tense, as if awaiting an expected pain? Could the bamboo comb cause the Empress Dowager such agony?

To the people of the Cultivation Continent, the Celestial Light Market had long since become an indispensable part of their lives.

Zhang Xingfa waved his hands hurriedly. He had already learned of Xiao Wan’s cunning—when her schemes were in full swing, she was no less formidable than Wei Hanshuai, and he was terrified of being on the receiving end of her discipline.

However, Ji Wan couldn't fathom what she was up to. Why go to such lengths just to be on the same team as her?

Lu Sanchuan focused his gaze and saw that it was indeed so. His heart grew troubled: *Why would it be the Black Wind Stronghold? Could it be that Chen Zhizhang has perfected his swordsmanship and led the stronghold here to stir up trouble?*

Zhao Mingzhe still remembered the old man in green’s words: only by climbing step by step up Star Peak would he have the chance to learn more. Thus, Zhao Mingzhe decided to seize the day.

"Master, you summoned your subordinate; what are your orders?" In a short while, Ouyang Long returned and bowed.

The Ancestor did not leave immediately but stood his ground. Although the Corpse Demon Ancestor’s pressure was immense, he did not feel unable to move.

Lü Badao, the Carefree Old Man, and even the Taoist priest Wuchenzi and Zheng Qiuyue—who should not have been in the Immortal Realm—were among the cultivators.

"Fuck your mother! Didn't you hear my brother and my brother's brother tell you to kneel!?" Python hissed, leveling his pistol at Bei Xun and roaring.

Unconsciously, A-Xuan felt as if he had arrived at Mount Putuo in the South Sea. Wasn't this the place where Guanyin Bodhisattva resided?

But Qin Baobao argued with such spirit that he had no temper left. Watching the two bickering, Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu could not help but smile.

Elder Yan’s face turned from blue to purple; it was clear that Protector Wan’s words carried significant weight.

Those twelve minutes of darkness for the Timberwolves left the Hawks' home fans cheering wildly.

In just two years, he had actually stepped into the path of martial arts and reached the Realm of Peering into Humanity. How did he cultivate so quickly?

More night-raiders in black cloaks surrounded them from all directions, standing respectfully behind the young man.

A lightning bolt as thick as a barrel tore through the sky from the vortex above. Within a radius of a hundred miles, the heavy snow vanished without a trace.

Principal Yu clenched his fists tightly, and Liu Yijun squinted. When the explosion sounded and they saw Li Daoqing being thrown out, Principal Yu could no longer hold back.

Moreover, Charlotte felt a faint, lingering sense of being summoned.

The rich second generation had always been like this, and Feng Hao didn't know what to say. Although he knew that building a relationship with such people could lead to great wealth, he was a transmigrator with a system. Flattering them now felt beneath him.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, the Master of White Jade Capital declared his stance: he was, in fact, on this side.

They had two thousand men, all fully equipped; it was a display of immense wealth. No other army could afford such extravagance.

But compared to the slave transport ship they had ridden before, the treatment Wei Shan and his companions received this time was considered quite decent.

However, when you possess the conditions to create a miracle, and your strength of will touches upon those conditions... the miracle appears as a matter of course.

The news had been forcibly suppressed by demons hidden within certain families, organizations, and factions.

But they were a step too late. The moment before they fired, Gu Feng had already scrambled out from the engine compartment he had crawled into, leaping and sprinting away desperately toward the distance.

That day, the group remained in the camp, quietly waiting for nightfall. Senma, meanwhile, was on the Bridge of the Continent, directing his troops in preparations for the siege.

As the light faded, the Frost Dragon’s body grew rapidly, as if it had lost control. It was just as Yun Tianyang had seen the Frost Dragon for the first time... like a gargantuan lizard with wings.