Volume 1, Chapter 69: I Haven't Liked Her in a Long Time

Huo Sili's pupils constricted, and his entire body froze.

Over the past four years, even when displeased, when had she ever spoken to him in such a tone? Never.

Jiang Qin's voice was too loud, her tone dripping with annoyance.

Yet, Secretary Jiang in his memory had always been gentle and polite.

However, Qin Hu was certainly not the type to sit still and await his doom. This was clearly a setup by someone else, and he would by no means let the matter rest.

With that, he tapped his phone screen to exit the livestream room, and the drone hovering in midair immediately descended.

Seeing that Qin Qiong was catching on, Li Shimin finally felt a great deal of relief. Yet, at the thought that Qin Qiong's son had actually become Liu Tianyu's disciple, a wave of inexplicable irritation washed over him once again, to the extent that he couldn't even bring himself to offer a single word of congratulation.

Upon entering the borders of Ya'an, along the endless national highway, a continuous chain of mountains appeared in the distance, and the terrain gradually rose.

Equipped with wooden sticks and spikes, Chen Ya returned to the camp and then stripped the two thoroughly dried mastiff hides off the rack.

Although the Daoist Child of the Northern Xuan Domain had already formed an alliance with Zhu Wushuang and even sworn oaths to the Heavenly Dao together, absolute mutual trust between them was out of the question under any circumstances.

In the span of just three or four seconds, the out-of-control water motorcycle, despite continuously decelerating, was getting closer and closer to the cliff at the other end of the peak.

Seeing this barrage of comments, Chen Ya was left between laughter and tears, while the countless netizens in the livestream couldn't help but be thoroughly impressed, remarking simultaneously that they existed in an entirely different world from the divine-tier tycoon.

"The core principle is all rivers flowing into the sea, seizing by force, and robbing others of their cultivation!" said the old demon.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Knowing that Wang Haixin was merely trying to liven up the atmosphere, Liu Tianyu nodded cooperatively, wearing an expression that seemed to say he was terrified of her and wouldn't dare short-change her by even a single cent.

"It looks like it can't get in. I think it will leave on its own after waiting a while," Jiang Lan said happily.

One had gained the favor of Noble Consort Jing, meaning no one would dare treat her too harshly. The other had received the guidance of Senior Woman Feng; as long as she didn't court trouble, Senior Woman Feng would certainly be able to protect her.

Right now, although the majority of the blame was directed at Ximen Manor, anyone with a bit of intelligence would target Tang Tang instead.

He sighed inwardly; it seemed this tactic was ineffective. Along the way, she had remained completely silent, acting as though she hadn't heard a single word he said.

"Yes! But, Young Master, they might be..." The middle-aged man named Heilong started to speak with a solemn expression upon seeing the large saber in Class One's hand.

Because of Suzuki's containment, Black Lily was completely unable to play any role. The absence of any need to worry about long-range burst damage made the Huluwa team's offense even bolder. Zenyatta no longer timidly fired his five-orb volley, but instead openly charged up his orbs.

Now, that burden had finally been lifted, which meant at the very least that the Manor of Prince Rui and the Manor of Prince Yun were in the clear.

With those words, Jin Jiaye did not continue speaking to him, but instead picked up the teacup at his side and took a sip.

As another game ended, the first person to finish moving all their pieces this time was Xuanxuan, and the last was Lege.

As long as Ouyang Jiaming posed no threat to Long Jingting's status within the Long family, he was free to leave and go wherever he pleased. Lu Moyun's ultimate goal was simply to prevent Ouyang Jiaming from remaining in the Long family—he didn't even want to lay eyes on him right now.

The nobles present were also engaged in animated discussions. The crown prince of the Divine Glory Kingdom even stepped forward to congratulate the barbarian king, praising his achievements, while the various lords among them harbored an indescribable and complex sentiment.

Every powerhouse who stepped into the Epic tier, once they comprehended the laws, would possess a domain. Nadal's domain was precisely the "Hell of Blades."