Chapter 105: Love on the Battlefield

Joyful and radiant, Ming Shuang was surrounded by vivid, tangible pink blossoms. Holding his little uncle tightly, his eyes sparkled with excitement. Then, convinced of his own boyfriend prowess, he declared, “I suspect that that worthless Senior Brother Lu’s target is you. Quickly pull that thing out of me—I’ll fight him!”

The little uncle, embracing the resilient Er Gou, frowned with disdain and said, “Don’t say such strange things. Just move aside quickly. I’ll handle him!”

“I’m not saying strange things, dear uncle,” Ming Shuang replied thoughtfully. “Or could it be that you’ve secretly coveted me all along... hmm, I mean, have some improper thoughts about my innocence and integrity?”

Upon finishing, Ming Shuang immediately put on an exaggerated shy expression as he reached out.

After all, they regarded each other as sisters without secrets between them. If a boyfriend could be so easily swayed, then he was hardly worth keeping. Moreover, she and Yin Rou trusted each other deeply.

Two more years passed. The Kingdom of Dorn, locked in fierce conflict with the Kingdom of Ronan, finally abandoned its offensive and retreated to its territory after a surprise flank attack by the Lai-Ai Alliance.

Mu Chen furrowed his brow, pondering how to refuse Su Xin’s confession if she made one, since they still needed to work together on missions.

Qin Wu helped him upstairs, set the bathwater, and brewed a cup of honey tea to soothe his hangover.

“Mr. Li, I want to open this box,” Qin Wu said stubbornly. She refused to beg Xiao Mo. If she lowered her head now, she would lose the courage to uphold her own beliefs forever.

Usually, Su Xin loved visiting the office to watch the teacher paint and write. She had even once asked the teacher to write a poem for her, which was now locked away in a cabinet.

“I can’t eat your chaotic noodles, but I’ve remembered your path,” Mo Dachuan said softly to Zhang Wei, a faint smile crossing his lips that strangely resembled Zhang Wei’s own.

“All right, don’t rush. I’ll take you to the hospital right away,” Leng Yang said gently, helping Qin Wu to her feet and pulling off the mask on her face to ease her breathing.

As the Sea King emerged from the forest, smiling broadly, his joyful expression gradually faded with his next words. The moment he finished speaking, his body, composed of water like the sea god, began to grow rapidly.

The difference between the two was significant: the former could not use lethal moves, while the latter was forbidden from even using moderately heavy techniques.

Especially for future team formations, no one wanted to offend a second-rate guild just for the sake of one free player.

Qing Mingzi frowned, as if making a firm decision. He pushed open the door and stepped out, his gaze fixed in one direction for a moment before heading toward it—the very place where Su Jiu was in seclusion.

“That depends on what happens in the future! Since I can’t take it off anyway, I hope this ring truly helps me cultivate,” Lu Qi said.

At that moment, Sun Guan paid no heed to the boasts he had made earlier. Seeing Zhao Yun descend like a deity, he had long fled to save his life.

Lu Qi was genuinely exhausted. After several days of competitions without proper sleep, all his cells were primed for battle in the tower. Now that he was home, he could finally rest soundly, soon snoring loudly throughout the room.

After Cui Changfang left, Yang Hao returned to his room, sitting upright as he silently circulated the Longevity True Art for several cycles, dispelling the lingering alcohol haze.

The most striking feature of the school was a tall white building with a distinctly European architectural style, accompanied by several similar structures nearby.

“I just want to keep a low profile and avoid trouble, but trouble always finds me,” Li Yuyun said, glancing at Ouyang Zhe as she spoke.

“What’s wrong, Father?” At that moment, a graceful figure with a charming smile burst through the door—it was Liu Yinhua.

She had once believed that inheriting the power of the Heavenly Tomb and reaching the Saint Supreme cultivation level would easily allow her to suppress Su Ming, become the foremost in the Eastern Wilderness, and lead the ancient Dragon Elephant clan to dominate the region.

Her younger brother was always sensible and patient. If it weren’t for Xu Xiangyang provoking him to the extreme, he would never have resorted to violence.