36. All alone, and so utterly exhausted.

Ji Qingran was caught off guard by this scene, and by the time she snapped out of it, she realized she had been standing in the same spot for far too long.

Inside the car, Su Yiyi had only managed half her porridge before she could eat no more. The young girl, having no reservations, scooped up a spoonful and held it out to Lu Tingyuan.

Seeing Xia Ziyao drift away so airily, Nie Jingyan let out a huff, turned, and got back into his car to head to the office.

If there were one place filled with the most shared memories, it would be their home at the hilltop villa, yet Li Yunze had no recollection of it whatsoever.

After heading downstairs, he went straight to the refrigerator. Shi Chen had intended to make breakfast, but upon opening the door, he found it completely empty, save for a few shriveled apples.

"Class is starting. If you want to rest, go back to the dormitory; I’ll fill out the absence note for you." Although Gu Nanxi was quite exhausted, he was not in the habit of sleeping in the dorm during the day, so he naturally had to attend class.

Having ropes right at hand, Liu Fu followed Zhong Wanyan’s orders and immediately led his men toward Yang Sheng and his two companions.

"Sit down," he said, gesturing toward the chair beside him. In the light, Chen Ying could see his face was etched with weariness, his fingertips stained yellow with nicotine.

"Wangcai, bite him for me!" Jin the Gambler shouted, chasing after him while urging on the big yellow dog that had followed them from home.

The moment the villa door opened, a beam of light spilled out past the iron gate. Li Yun looked up and called out softly, "Qiqi."

"Lifestyle habits are certainly a factor, but she ate ramen at one o'clock in the afternoon, and we ate KFC at roughly the same time. Do you feel hungry now?" Fang Lubai countered. Fang Li, indeed, was not yet hungry.

The group then cast sympathetic glances at Shi Chen; the feeling of being treated like an unwanted stray at every turn must have been unpleasant.

That day, Nian Yun waited in her palace chamber from dawn until dusk, yet Xu Moling still did not appear. Her sense of unease grew heavier with every hour of his absence.

"T-Teacher Lin..." Liu Zihua’s voice even began to tremble.

These people were orphans; since joining her, they had endured many hardships, but they had remained remarkably united, long since becoming a family.

Yet, no matter how many blows he dealt, every single one was blocked by the black brick in Ye Feng's hand.

Ordinarily, Ye Tian would have been unable to withstand such exquisite and powerful sword qi. However, thanks to the Sword Mountain, not only did he easily grasp these sword techniques, but he had also managed to collect two hundred and seventy-three divine swords.

She did not love him—not in the slightest—but she pitied him. How many agonizing nights had he spent missing her, just as she missed her senior brother?

Once she sat down, she began to look around. It was a mistake to glance; seeing Professor Lin Miyang sitting not far behind her—even though he was facing away—scared her enough to bury her head into the sofa chair.

One had to understand that Wei Zishu was a woman of immense pride. Being defeated by Ye Feng time and again had long since left her humiliated.

Among all martial arts techniques, movement techniques are exceptionally rare. To have one that could elevate the agility of a fourth-level Yuan Dan Realm martial artist to such a degree was truly extraordinary.

Even he could only manage a stalemate with the Blood-Horned Python; he could not kill it on his own, which was why today's events had transpired.

Coal Ball wore a look of utter bewilderment, opening its mouth wide to yawn, releasing a wave of alcoholic fumes.

Knowing full well that they were hitting a brick wall, they had no choice but to charge headlong into it. If they failed to capture the Tokyo Concession, this uprising would be suppressed.