Chapter 27

If Sosa hadn't also arrived to nurse his injuries, Demichelis would have found himself in a truly awkward position.

Could one really expect Wolfsburg to feel shame and then courage, rising up to fight back after continuous humiliations, and eventually making a mad dash for points to successfully defend their title?

Although the vast spiritual sea was now empty, the spiritual energy it released was far more potent in both purity and velocity; concentration is the essence of quality.

Müller exploded on the spot, claws out and teeth bared as he charged toward Ye Feng, vowing to drag him down into destruction together.

Technically, as elders, they shouldn't have been asking Xue Su about such matters. However, through her previous conversation with Hui Yue, they knew that her mind was likely much sharper than their own.

Dian Wei was overjoyed to hear from Huang Xu that he had made a friend. In Huang Zhong’s words, Huang Xu was an extremely introverted child, and making friends was no small feat for him.

The primal power of the nine great divine seas was incredibly strange. It had once manifested automatically when Xiaoyao was in danger, resolving the crisis with unfathomable power.

Just as Dian Wei intended to pursue, Zhang Ze called him back. The city gates were currently under enemy control; if Dian Wei charged in, he would surely fall into an ambush. Despite his increased strength, facing ten thousand men alone remained an impossible task.

Zhang Yang also turned his horse, gradually increasing his distance from Zhang Ze, beginning to regret his inability to control his temper. If he offended this man, there was no guarantee who would end up owning his small patch of territory in the future.

Watching the spaceship ascend, the person in charge was still thinking about that uniquely ugly pet when someone suddenly called out from behind.

As An Yin walked, she suddenly felt the surroundings grow very quiet. She lifted her head, looking left and right—huh, where did that man go?

It was terrifyingly quiet; one could only hear the sound of a leaky faucet, the water droplets falling slowly onto the bottom of the sink: drip... drip... drip... The glass reflected the light of the shadowless lamp, and I could see my own reflection in it, my black leather apron gleaming, yet deafening music suddenly erupted in my ears.

A spatial rift appeared in the air, revealing a desolate, gloomy land on the other side.

The two vomited blood, their robes tattered, both staring in terror at the Golden Crow and Yang Jian who had surrounded them.

Chen Qiaoyun had always been strong-willed, but now, lying on the bed like a frail beauty, she needed help with everything. The longer it went on, the more useless she felt, as if she were a castoff.

She slowly lifted her delicate chin, the crimson veil brushing against her snow-white skin... a look of disdain and contempt appeared in her eyes as she looked at her man, as if gazing upon a heap of filth.

Standing before the sink, looking at her disheveled reflection, a flash of resilience crossed Jiang Keke's eyes.

Sensing a slight movement behind her, Zhou Xiaoyi’s body suddenly tensed. She then raised a hand to smooth her hair, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

The hall was the most crowded place, with people dancing to the high-energy music. The air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol, and the noise rose and fell in waves. The flickering, elusive lights cast shadows across the faces of the crowd, adding a touch of mystery.

Slender fingers held a More cigarette, and she gently blew a ring of smoke onto Leng Yi's face.

Ah Qi was stunned for a moment upon seeing Yun Xiu, then quickly looked up at the roof to confirm it was indeed the original spot, revealing a relieved smile that said, "Just as I thought."

Gradually rising from a mere leader of a team evicting holdouts to a high-ranking executive in a company, he relied on corporate connections to eventually build ties with both the underworld and the establishment, and from there, things spiraled out of control.

Of course, some questioned this: he had been away from the Imperial Capital for nearly a month. No matter how great his anger, it should have dissipated by now. To kill all the way here—was he not afraid of retribution?

"That’s not right. Why did my Vajra Palm bounce back?" This was very strange; the Golden Crow couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

The sobbing inside quieted down a bit—it was a wonder Zheng could cry so loudly and still hear the movement outside.

"Heaven, either let me die or set me free," I muttered. But before long, Cui Bai arrived, smiling gently as he presented my favorite chicken oil rice. In truth, it wouldn't matter if I didn't eat at all.

The cat leaped, landing squarely in Yun Xiu's arms. It was quite heavy; the impact forced Yun Xiu to take half a step back before she could steady herself.

At the time she most wanted to be married, it had been cruelly destroyed by another. That was when her dream of marriage was completely shattered, and her heart felt as if it had already died.

Unknowingly, Long Feng’s grip on the green bamboo staff tightened, his knuckles turning white, sweat pooling in his palms.

Han Tianyu said nothing, just quietly watching Liu Rufan. No one knew what was going on in his mind.

Currently, the Great Han did not need so many unskilled Europeans. Upon arrival, they were relegated to grueling manual labor and could only obtain residence permits; only after demonstrating good conduct and securing stable employment could they acquire temporary residency.

When the old man roared at him, much of the alcohol-induced bravado evaporated from Qian Gang, and he kept his head down, not daring to argue, playing the part of an obedient son.

Events unfolded exactly as General Su had anticipated. The weak strength and fragmented spirit of the East meant they had no way to contend with the formidable Su Junyan.

One did not want to add to the other’s burden, and the other feared causing the first anxiety; thus, neither spoke of the worries weighing on their hearts.

If, at first, there had been doubt, contempt, or disdain for this young general who had appeared out of nowhere, or for his feat of deep-penetrating enemy lines to reclaim Meilin City in a matter of days...

Bu Fan’s aunt only had two nephews; he had seen one during the holidays, but he had never seen this one before.

It wasn't as if Su Junyan hadn't had contact with the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce before. The first time was in the Central Royal City, when he was just stepping from the shadows into the light, encountering an assassin from the Chamber during the military's grand martial awards ceremony.

"Rat, you'll have to bear with it for a few days. Try your best not to leave this tent, you hear?" Bu Fan warned.

But this guy was too durable; so many spells had been cast, and yet they seemed useless. It was impossible to tell if his health was dropping or if magic attacks were simply ineffective.

Ultimately, this had been her own idea, and she hadn't consulted Wu Hao beforehand. Now, her heart was filled with guilt toward him, and she found herself unable to refuse his requests.