33 The Library Confession Challenge (13)

He stared at the control panel before him, scanning the surveillance feeds and icons, feeling that only one thing could shift the current situation in such a short time.

Baili Wuchen fixed his gaze on Yu Weiyang’s cheek. Through the fine haze of dust, the bruise on her face had not vanished.

"Aren't you practicing together? Have you forgotten your own words?" Zhou Qingyun called out from behind before Zhu Da had even stepped out the door.

That male voice sounded like a demonic incantation to the Zhang woman; her legs nearly buckled, but luckily, the maid beside her steadied her in time.

In retrospect, Uncle Xiang’s seemingly strange actions at the banquet now made sense. Whether it was accepting Scholar Qin’s invitation or letting Zhou Qingyun stay to listen, everything was done to provide better opportunities for himself and Zhou Qingyun.

Xing Tianyu suddenly felt as though he had been unfairly caught in the crossfire. "This is just a script. If you were ever in mortal danger in reality, I would do everything in my power to protect you," he said with utmost sincerity.

Baili Wuchen let out a long sigh. Jian Yao watched him for a moment before turning his head away, remaining silent, though it felt as if a long fish bone were lodged in his throat, impossible to swallow.

Such wealth was beyond the reach of ordinary wandering cultivators; only disciples from the four great super-factions possessed such resources. Spirit stones are categorized into low-grade, high-grade, super-grade, and god-grade. Low-grade stones are common and accessible to most golden-stage cultivators. High-grade and above are rare, reserved only for the powerful.

"I know. I'm heading to the assembly hall now. You go back first," Bao Rui said.

Chen Lin wondered to himself, why such a coincidence again? Last time he went to dinner with Xiao Ruoyao, the restaurant was right next to the cafe where he had met Mo Wan'er. Now, it was even more absurd—he had returned to the very same shop he last patronized.

Furthermore, Qin Ming absolutely could not go out of town for promotion, as the company forbade him from leaving without authorization. If the company allowed it, he would rather pay for his own plane ticket to leave for the promotion.

"But..." Both Ilona and Zett were choked by the words. Zett had never expected to be associated with the word "cute."

"Young Hero Feng, I have long heard of your great name, though we have never had the chance to meet. I hope you will look after our Shunhe Escort Agency as we walk the path of the martial world," Deng Zude said, extending a large hand toward Jiang An-yi’s.

It was nothing like the world he had traveled to. In that city, hidden humanoid spirit-resentments might make up one percent of the population. Even if all the spirit healers worked together, they could barely keep up, spending every day roaming around to exorcise spirits. Back then, spirit healers were considered civil servants, and the toil and crises they faced daily were unimaginable.

Jia Qingyuan and his men charged at the Desert Cavalry upon orders. The trapped Zheng army, seeing reinforcements, gained a surge of courage and fought back from both sides against the surrounding Desert soldiers. Li Man ordered the horns to be blown; the Desert cavalry retreated slowly. The trapped Zheng cavalry were rescued, and the two armies stood in a North-South standoff, separated by a hundred paces.

Qi Hao laughed heartily, stretched, and ignored her remark. He told Li Bahuan to go back to sleep, as she had been busy all day and was likely exhausted.

After Gou Tou and his men disappeared from view, the surrounding villagers applauded for Chen Lin.

Recalling that he had been quite confident lately—casually gifting clothes worth over ten thousand and acting as if money meant nothing—where could he have gotten so much money?

It turned, its back to Yun Xianghuan, and spread its raven-black, reaper-like wings, shielding her completely from the cruel scene.

Old Madam Shen likely knew something of her affairs with Shen Zhan. Between mentioning Daiyue Town last time and looking for someone to take care of her this time, it was clear she intended to send her away from the Marquis's estate.

As the three were entangled, another red light entered their bodies, piercing through Ye Wuji’s life gate inch by inch.

"Boss Jiang, isn't this too heartless? From start to finish, my Long family has never offended you!" Zhou Haiyun’s teeth chattered together.

Uchiha Madara’s eyes widened, his pupils constricting sharply as he sensed the terrifying nature of the technique.

Looking down from his vantage point, Qin Wude could clearly see that although Qin Luo was attacking Qin Qingyue with murderous intent, there were no signs of spiritual energy fluctuations on him. He fought like a common street thug, relying purely on fists and kicks.

Rulai heard what Ran Deng said and was instantly restored to full strength. He wore a smile, and the silence he had held moments before vanished.

This was far more difficult than the "three heads and eight arms" technique, as the vision and arms of that form were at least contained within a single body.

This was the time when various marketing accounts were vying for attention; many bloggers were racking their brains every day to find content.

Lu Jingchen noticed Yun Jiaojiao’s nervousness and retreat. He raised the snake in his hand and explained, "It's already dead," while a sliver of doubt filled his heart.

Su Chu gently stroked her waterfall-like hair, looking at her flawless, delicate face. Meeting her shimmering, deeply affectionate eyes, he said dotingly.

By the time Gu Yan finally ate, it was the middle of the night, and the dishes on the table had gone cold. Luo Rongxuan cleared the table and had the cook reheat the food, and the two made do with a midnight snack.

Ye Nanshan didn't bother arguing with Steward Huang; he reached out, took the wine flask from his hand, and turned to leave. Since Steward Huang was being so sarcastic, Ye Nanshan had no desire to humiliate himself.

After speaking, she gave Qin Nian a secret glance. She truly hadn't expected this girl to have the nerve to attend the wedding. Wasn't she afraid of being mocked by the guests?

Wen Nuan didn't ask where he was going, but occasionally, when she overheard his phone calls, they seemed to be about matters concerning the Qin family.