Volume 1, Chapter 30: Will You Apologize or Not?

Even if Ye Qi said nothing, his actions revealed that he was no longer cold-blooded, but passionate.

However, for Ling Yi, this was not what he needed right now. He craved the scent of blood; only through carnage could he vent the rage boiling in his chest—or perhaps let it burn even more uncontrollably.

On the surface, the great nations appeared calm, but secret conflicts had never ceased. Even among allies, such problems persisted.

Yet, no matter how powerful the cultivators here might be, Ling Yi would not fear them. Anyone who stood in his path, regardless of their strength, would be crushed beneath his hand.

She knew full well that Gao Chenfeng was deliberately currying favor, but she could not care less. Her emotions would never be swayed by a man like him.

Having appeased her mother, Tao Ran smiled as she continued to help prepare the vegetables, in excellent spirits. Seeing this, Mother Tao could not help but chuckle; once a girl grows up, she is no longer meant to stay at home.

She suddenly felt curious about the Shen family’s upbringing. What kind of elite education could possibly produce someone like Shen Qinglan?

Hanging up the phone, she turned around to see the kneeling generals leave with practiced tact, while those unrelated to the leak sat frozen, exchanging glances, each desperately trying to glean information from the other’s eyes.

"It’s miraculous, truly miraculous," Chen He muttered, looking incredulous. Yet, he was helpless; the facts were laid out before them, and they had no choice but to believe.

Do people with disabilities not have the right to love? Must they only be with one another? Is it inherently malicious to be with a powerful person despite a disability?

"Do not speak, never mention my name again. Pros, from this day forward, I beg you to forget that I ever existed..." Li Xian’er whispered, her eyes tightly shut.

While the Great Elder and his nephew spoke, Lin Zimo stood outside his own cave dwelling, plotting how to completely eradicate Yin Zizhang, the thorn in his side.

Abu began to consider what gift to give Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan did not seem to lack silver, so should he give him that Damascus blade? His heart ached at the thought—it was, after all, an ancestral treasure.

The villagers were stunned; the Japanese man had actually produced something! It was completely beyond their expectations.

I smiled faintly and followed him toward the front hall, betraying nothing. I was secretly curious—his subordinates? They must be locals. What had they done to astonish the well-traveled servants of the famous Stephenson household?

"Company Commander!?" Wu Hou'er looked back at the north side of the Japanese barracks, then at Li Wei, who had appeared beside him out of nowhere. He could hardly believe it. A moment ago, the commander had been playing the tiger and acting the ghost on the north side of the camp—how had he suddenly arrived at his side?

The angel’s expression turned solemn, and with a wave of his hand, he raised a brilliant, dazzling holy light. Kong Xuan casually flicked his fan, and a light even more radiant and magnificent easily absorbed the holy radiance. The angel did not harbor any delusions of defeating Kong Xuan with holy light alone; he lunged forward, swinging his sword with full force.

"Alright, let's head over first. Everyone should be waiting for us," Sima Youlin said.

King Zhao, King Changgeng, King Xining, and the others did not have to wait long before voices sounded outside, and people began to walk in.

As he entered, the gates of the Nether Palace slammed shut, and a dozen Nether assassins drew their blades, standing off against Leng Feng and the others.

In his sleep, Shu Ye opened his eyes the moment he heard Hua Weiyang’s voice. But he only opened them reflexively, staring at the canopy of the tent, unable to make a further move.

Animal instinct is the most alert; the black horse caught the scent of fresh blood, which made it restless.

"Hand over everything you possess, and then offer up your souls! Tsk, tsk, fresh souls must surely be more delicious than those of the past." The leader of the Ghost Clan licked his lips, looking at the humans; his mouth was practically watering.

"Weiyang, why has our home become like this..." He moved his lips weakly, and finally, his vision went black as he lost consciousness.

Yet at that very moment, Chen Xingyu jerked his wrist, changing the direction of the blade energy.

The Chaos Alliance was merely a facade; its ultimate purpose was to carry out the will of the three great Demon Palaces.

"As long as you understand. Whether I, XXXX, can return to this world depends entirely on this battle! Hahahaha!" Accompanied by a fit of frenzied laughter, the demonic shadow dissipated from the mirror. Following this, the demonic aura within the boudoir vanished into thin air, and peace was restored once more.

But life outside was not easy—far from home, in an unfamiliar place. After hiding for half a year, Zhuang Lei had returned to Bing City two days ago. He still had to rely on Dou Yunlong. He had wanted to find Tu Wei, but heard that Tu Wei had committed a crime and fled, so he sought out Hu Haiyang.

Zhu Ming and Zhao Fei both knew that this was no time to hide their true capabilities. They ordered their respective subordinates to rush forward and hold off the incoming soldier ants. Although the effect was minimal, it was enough to slow their advance.

Rou Rou’s complexion darkened even further, looking as gloomy as thick, heavy rain clouds, on the verge of pouring.

"Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" Xue Fei lifted Ouyang Jinxiu’s chin, looking at her face, which had rounded out significantly, feeling a strange ache in his heart.

He had long heard that the Valley Master of Ghost Sorrow Valley was a master of both medicine and poison. Qinglan must be heading there to have her eyes treated.

It wasn't that she easily trusted Xu Que, but she wanted to find the best doctor to check her condition as quickly as possible. If it could be cured, she could always come back to settle the score with Xu Que later.

What exactly happened at Ghost Wrath River seven years ago to make Meng Yuanheng, a man of such immense self-restraint, lose control like this?

Once discovered, it would inevitably cause trouble. He did not want to invite disaster; bringing it here would only give others the chance to destroy it.

"You are right, so we must stand united and restrict the growth of the Xinyi Society. As long as the four of us remain as solid as a rock, no matter how capable the Xinyi Society is, it will be hard for them to make any real waves in Japan." Nishiguchi Shohei believed that if they did not unite and fought individually, it would be difficult to suppress the Xinyi Society.