Volume 1, Chapter 25: Gu Ze, You Lied to Me Again

The corner of the curtain in the executive office lifted slightly, revealing someone secretly watching Ye Zifeng and Luo Qingxue sitting outside. Upon seeing Ye Zifeng, the eavesdropper’s expression shifted dramatically—first surprise, then confusion, and finally, a broad smile.

"Your Highness, the hot water is ready. Please take a warm bath to wash away your fatigue," Liuyun reported.

The soldiers sent by the Jinfeng Kingdom stationed in the Daidian Kingdom's military camp began to queue up and withdraw, heading back toward the border cities of the Jinfeng Kingdom.

Seeing that his martial arts skills were far superior, Leng Yue abandoned internal energy and switched to raw, close-quarters combat.

The figure in the black robe gave a soft "eh," but neither dodged nor retreated. As if finding something amusing, he reached out his hand, attempting to grasp the cold energy in mid-air.

"Open attacks are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to guard against. If we cannot shake this person off or identify him, are we destined to remain passive and vulnerable?" Linghu Rong asked, feeling indignant.

Everyone was drawn to Professor Cao’s peculiar behavior, wondering why he was staring at his water glass while instructing He Xuejun to strike a pose.

Qin Meiniang gazed at Wan Qing with intense sincerity, though the image in her eyes remained that of Liu Feng.

Zilin watched Jia Yu, who was lost in deep thought. Feeling guilty, she caught Xiaole’s eye and walked over to Jia Yu, deliberately disrupting her train of thought to prevent any flaws from being detected.

Had he known it would come to this, he would not have been so greedy for the time spent with her. He would rather never see her again than see such disgust for him in her eyes.

With their level of strength, they should not have been killed so easily, but having never experienced such a battlefield, they perished just like that.

He had dallied with countless beauties abroad. Thinking it over, he felt he could not afford to miss out on those twin sisters of his.

Ling Chaoying looked up, flicked his cigarette butt away, and crushed it with his shoe. He reached out to embrace her, resting his chin on her head. He inhaled the faint scent of milk on her, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Of course, there were other ways to resolve the issue, such as completely eliminating Qin Liangyu. However, launching a military campaign requires logistics—provisions must move before the troops—and all told, it would take another month or two.

The jade ring, while not inherently wicked, concealed an unstable power within. If this unstable force were truly the premise, then the condition triggered by such power would inevitably be one's own rage.

"The Divine Emperor of War?" Jiang Chu murmured to himself. These four words alone conveyed a sense of overwhelming, invincible dominance—a power that could challenge the heavens and rule supreme.

"No, nothing. Fine then, I will prepare and go check the situation. You had best wait for me at home. Also, if there is anything you haven't told me, I advise you to come clean sooner rather than later. Otherwise, if things get complicated, they will become increasingly uncontrollable," I said.

The cycle of reincarnation within the Three Realms follows a set order. Any error in the process will cause unnecessary chaos.

Joining the War Wolf, searching for the Five Dragon Seal, and fulfilling his father’s mission—he had to continue walking in his father’s footsteps.

In truth, the reason the Qin people sought to summon the Demon God was not as simple as mere coincidence bringing them near Israel.

He noticed that although Zhuge Liang did not increase the gravitational pressure, his feather fan continued to sway with a rhythmic, slow motion, each flick seemingly multiplying the heavenly tribulation.

Seeing his scheme succeed, he felt smug, unaware that a faint, subtle smile had appeared on his lips. Chen Xinghai assumed his deception was flawless, speaking with faux solemnity while indulging his lecherous nature.

"What?" Jiang Fusheng exclaimed, shoving Yang Zihao away so hard that the spirit stones and herbs in his hands scattered across the floor. He sprang up with a nimble leap and snatched the bulging storage bag from Yao Muchen’s hand.

Feifei was slow to realize what was happening and didn't cry out; being slow-witted earned him slaps. After receiving the third slap, Feifei covered his swollen face and reluctantly called out, "Brother Feng." Wang Feng merely nodded faintly without saying a word.

"Look at this, brother," the Divine Crow Taoist said, reaching into the storage bag and pulling out a withered twig, which he placed in his hand.

These events unfolded in the blink of an eye. Before General Shu could react, the cup in his hand was already in Han Xiao’s possession. He had only just managed to shout "You—" before the cup vanished from Han Xiao’s hand.

If one were to trace the origin, the T-virus could be considered a native product of Earth. How could it possibly consume the exotic energy, akin to dark matter, found in the universe?

The architecture of the Dragon Capital was magnificent and grand. While the layout resembled that of ancient China, it possessed an even more imposing aura. The streets were bustling, lined with shops, and crowded with carriages and horses, reflecting the prosperity of the Imperial Capital.

The next morning, as the sky began to brighten, Li Qiang, accustomed to rising early, kicked the bunk above him. Seeing that Wang Feng was gone, he let out a startled cry, waking all the soldiers in the dormitory. The team members quickly dressed and set out to find Wang Feng.

The gunners moved quickly and methodically to prepare for the second test fire. After a long while, "Boom!" another thunderous sound erupted. The soldiers measuring the distance and the gunners reported their findings; the distance had clearly increased significantly, reaching five hundred paces.

"Apply some medicine to the wounds, and within a week, there won't be a mark left," Jian Puze said, though it was unclear if he was speaking to the others or comforting the child who looked like he was fast asleep.

Wang Caixia, angry and aggrieved, caught her husband’s eye and gradually understood, remembering their purpose for the day.

Some people were actually saying that Norman shouldn't have left Annie behind and only brought Keith to join the upperclassmen’s team.

Qin Luoqi felt as if the cigarettes in her pocket weighed a thousand pounds. She thrust her hand into her pocket and gripped the cigarette case, which still retained the warm body heat of Gu Yanzhi.

The violent, surging emotion within Shi Wangyue—the urge to rampage, to burst forth, to tear something apart, to incinerate something—was extinguished in an instant.

After dinner, the great-aunt enthusiastically tried to convince Sang Luo to stay the night. He Mingchuan suggested they take them all to a resort to relax in the hot springs.

Yet, some people, even in their early twenties, know how to shoulder the responsibilities of a man.

"I’ll stay. I can do a lot of chores." Seeing that Jian Yao was no longer driving him away, Han Jiangcheng found that even the unshed tears in his eyes seemed to become endearing.

The thread was titled "Freshman girl, god-tier looks." Clicking it revealed photos of Ning Youguang during military training.