Volume 1, Chapter 22: A Late-Night Snack, or Her?

Seeing the osmanthus flowers on the ground at such close range, and hearing Meng Wei’s words, Ye Zichuan finally realized what was going on. Meng Wei actually intended to pick up these fallen flowers to cook with—how unsanitary could that be?

"Prince Fan!" Ilius called out to Ye Yingfan in frustration, putting on a pitiful expression.

Link then took action, throwing a kick that landed squarely on He Xingyuan's leg, forcing him to drop to his knees before him.

Link waved his hand for them all to rise. From this moment on, he became the leader of the Wangtian Demon Clan.

She sat down, picked up a spoon, and took a mouthful of porridge. It was at the perfect, slightly scorching temperature, fragrant and smooth, and as it slid into her stomach, her entire body began to warm up.

Young Master Hua said this only after confirming it with the staff; as shareholders of Yawei, they were naturally concerned about this point.

Inside, there were also Golden Men, but the moment they entered the Artifact Alliance, they seemed to be under someone’s control, as if by some mysterious destiny.

Mu Xuanran roared coldly, devoid of any warmth. As soon as the students in the class heard Prince Ran’s voice, they stopped arguing, and the classroom fell silent at once.

After all, only by assembling a professional team could they better handle financing and corporate financial matters.

However, since Tang Chen insisted, Zhou Xuanying let him tinker with it, offering only a word or two of advice from the sidelines.

He leaned in and saw Li Er next to him, watching a rat in a cage with rapt attention, while the rat stared back at Li Er with its beady, dark eyes.

As the pirate fleet retreated in defeat, the planetary warships accelerated forward. Once they crossed this turbulent region, there would be no more pirates.

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Who could it be at such a late hour? Zhou Jiping complained to himself with dissatisfaction. If there were an emergency at the command center, the duty officer would call him via radio and then send a vehicle to pick him up; there was no need to waste time running to his doorstep.

Every muscle twitch of a well-trained mech pilot represented an instinctive reaction forged through countless hours of practice. Muscle memory governed it all; the moment the eyes saw the enemy, or even just sensed them, the muscles would react instantly without the brain needing to think or the pilot needing to steer.

Song Qingyun had seen countless people in his life and possessed a unique eye; he could see at a glance that Bai Yu and Qing'er were extraordinary.

Although the light blue star was still very young, fortunately, it was a good-tempered child for now, and it would be tens of millions of years before it entered its volatile adolescence.

"Young Master Han, these two bodyguards of yours, while sturdy, are still a bit too weak for my taste..." Chen Jun gently patted the fake Han Yang on the shoulder, applying a bit of force as he did so.

Zi Yu looked at Chu Shanhe and the others before her, her nerves instantly tightening. She and Butler Huang had been pursuing another member of the Chu family, only to have the target lead them straight to where Chu Shanhe was waiting.

He was Ryan, the most famous admiral in England, a man with a brilliant military record and far-reaching fame. As the top general in Europe and a true heavyweight in the military, he commanded both the English Navy and Air Force.

This was the Eastern Palace, considered part of the Imperial Inner Palace, so security was naturally strict, with patrol guards passing by outside the courtyard gates from time to time.

However, Phantom was completely fearless. He knew these fellows were just bluffing; since they were within the Saint’s array, they dared not act rashly. Even if they wanted to deal with him, they would have to wait until they left this place, and by then, he would be long gone.

Jue Ban took the initiative, stepping forward and twisting his waist to leap into the air, flying toward the Golden Horse Whip. Hou Wu, refusing to be outdone, swung his arms and flew over to engage him in battle.

Hou Wu’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression grim. "We are surrounded, no time for talk! Follow me and fight our way out!" With that, he brandished his blade and charged into the fray.

By the time dinner arrived, the inn staff had pulled out all the stops, bringing out their hidden treasures—the finest delicacies and excellent wine to entertain their guests.

***

Zhentian almost treated him like an ancestor to be worshipped. Heaven knows if that titan had perceived everything he had just done; he had even let out a murderous aura just moments ago, nearly killing Chen Yun.

This scene left Chen Yun somewhat stunned, but he soon revealed a faint smile. Although the black crystalline obsidian possessed super-strong durability, it could not withstand repeated lightning strikes.

Having a military background, Zongfang immediately mistook this "object" for a grenade that could kill him, ordering all the soldiers around him to hit the deck immediately.

Famine broke out, and a large number of people in R-Country starved to death. The subsequent plague only made matters worse, and those who had hoped to escape their fate ultimately failed to avoid the catastrophe.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" Yun Long cursed, regretting that he had taken the corpse of the Four-Eyed Demon Wolf.

Jin Yun felt a headache coming on. This was just Shao Hua’s personality—fearless and always wanting to join in on any excitement.

Yan immediately recognized the figure as Epeius and immediately employed his methods to give chase. The two shadows vanished from sight in the blink of an eye, one following the other.

Those ice crystals seemed to penetrate deep into his bone marrow as they landed on him, and it seemed there was more to it than just that.