Volume 1, Chapter 32: Borrowing a Car? And Keeping It for a Few Days?

"Mother, this has nothing to do with you. Besides, the way Qin Yuan and the others treated Xiaoyao—anyone who saw it would find it heartless," Qin Yong said.

The eighty-man phalanx began their vigorous drills. As palms struck the air, dust rose in the wake of the maneuvers, ascending slowly like a wisp of yellow vapor, drifting languidly upward.

In that moment, her willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly, and a sudden thought bloomed within her, as enchanting and vivid as a flower in full blossom.

Given the status of the Xue family, the tassels she wove could never be gifted to servants. By that logic, there were only a few people in the Marquis of Jinyang’s estate who could be the recipients.

"Since you hate Director Guo so much, call him. Tell him that Sect Master Hu has already killed Yang Huaiping and needs to see him urgently. Tell him to come to the Supreme Sect immediately!" Yang Huaiping said in a low, stern voice.

Figure after figure continued to manifest. The two Martial Saint-level experts from Baishui City looked at the black-clad youth standing opposite them; there was no need to guess who he was.

Yang Huaiping took a deep breath as he faced the desolate village inn, steadying his mind before stepping inside. The moment he crossed the threshold, the fierce-looking, sinister guests within all paused, their chopsticks frozen as they turned their collective gaze toward him.

"This proves that the people of the Central Plains know how to repay kindness; they are reasonable and possess hearts filled with warmth and gratitude," Tian Yongjun said, wiping away tears of emotion.

The massive black dragon was over three hundred zhang thick and more than two hundred thousand zhang long, its entire body covered in black scales. A pair of black wings sprouted from its chest, spanning over eighty thousand zhang when unfurled, also armored in black scales.

Yang Yu saw all of this, of course, but he did not interfere. It had always been his nature to remain aloof and uninvolved in matters that did not concern him.

An indescribable fragrance permeated the entire battlefield and the camps on both sides. The soldiers, previously gripped by fear, calmed down upon inhaling the exotic scent, replaced by a yearning for the mysterious cave dwelling that had yet to appear.

The arrival of Nalan Yi and Chairman Lian brought the event to a climax. No one noticed a man in a white suit stepping out of a taxi outside the hotel, his face slightly pale, his eyes shimmering with tears as he gazed at the building.

Hearing Xiao Yifeng’s words, Ye Yaxin’s heart gave a violent tremor, a wave of sweetness surging within her as her eyes lit up with brilliance.

"Alright, that’s enough! Dinner is served! Everyone, let’s eat." For Xue Lian'er, life in the imperial palace was acceptable, aside from the inability to see her family; having Lian Shan by her side was, at the very least, a comfort.

"He is quite good-looking, just a bit too thin, and his complexion is too sallow and pale," Doudou nodded and said.

Jun Yao did not dare move now, knowing that the moment he acted, area-of-effect weapons like grenades would strike his position.

While Chen Ze was browsing through video records of various abilities, one particular clip caught his attention.

With the Fire Qilin and the others now protecting Xiao Yifeng, Qingtian no longer needed to worry about his safety, so he planned to leave and find a place to restore his strength to its peak.

Gan Lu turned and ran into the gate, pressing the button to close it, but Li Ziting wedged his foot firmly in the center.

She froze. How could these people be with the senior she admired? An indescribable fear rose involuntarily in Long Xiaoyuan’s heart.

The monkey slipped lightly off the roof and flickered to the northeast corner of the courtyard, a vantage point from which he could overlook both the east and north sides of the yard.