Volume 1, Chapter 28: Right and Wrong, Black and White

As she spoke, the smug expression on Lu Jiajia’s face was almost tangible.

Qin Xiangbei, naturally, would not admit to such baseless accusations. He immediately addressed her with stern gravity, “Comrade Lu, Comrade Qingran and I are merely friends. If you continue to spout such nonsense, I will certainly hold you accountable!”

Seeing Qin Xiangbei’s flare of anger, Lu Jiajia did not dare to provoke him further. She could only bite her lip, feigning fear, and muttered, “Just friends? And that’s enough to casually help someone secure a job?”

Secure a job?

A number of people around them began to cast suspicious glances at the pair. A job was a precious commodity; if it weren’t for a close family member, who would ever offer such a favor to an outsider?

Huo Tingxiao stared at Shen Qingran...

Di Cai-tong had just discovered that his primordial spirit was extraordinarily powerful, but she had never imagined it could be to this extent. Yet, she seemed determined to defeat Xing Shachen today, casting even the ambition of becoming the head disciple to the back of her mind.

Gunshots—which had been silent for some time—suddenly rang out. “Boom!” With a thunderous explosion, the gunfire ceased abruptly. “Sigh, I wonder which brother just perished alongside the zombies,” Meng Fan lamented.

Meng Fan saw the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes and stopped his hand. In truth, he had never intended to violate Yuko Matsuda, but he would not permit anyone to point a gun at his head.

Gazing at the man before him, Xing Shachen felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if they had known each other for countless years.

“Let’s go to the bed and explore the meaning of life.” Ignoring Lin Yixue’s struggle, he threw her onto the bed. The soft, resilient mattress heaved, and Lin Yixue’s body swayed with it.

***

Given Ying Zheng’s strength, it was impossible to say when he might reach that stage. In Sword Valley, whatever Feiyue said was law; she would never bother to debate anyone. Only when Ying Zheng spoke would she offer a few extra words; others were simply beneath her notice.

He was fully focused, his expression grave; even though he had practiced the technique countless times, he still feared a single error in the process.

Just as Fernand was about to speak in his calm, hushed tone, a piercing alarm suddenly blared through the spacious, luxurious villa. At that moment, not only Fernand and Suaralonzo were stunned, but even the guards serving them—whether white, black, or Filipino—were all struck dumb.

Ling Hao, still shaken, never imagined that Qing Lin would pursue him into the Gate of Dark Night, hunting him all the way to this place. He was even less prepared for Qing Lin to strike while surrounded by so many powerful enemies.

“Good, good!” Kameda seemed incensed by Jin Yu’s attitude. “Since she won’t come, you can keep me company for a few drinks, old girl!” As he spoke, he reached out again, this time aiming directly for the peaks on Jin Yu’s chest.

When the appointed time arrived, Zhang Sanshi opened his eyes, for Wang Sanda, whom he had been waiting for, had finally come.

After all that effort, it turned out that much of the inheritance consisted of trivial knowledge. Acupuncture and medicinal wines were merely useful in the mortal realm, and even the alchemy techniques were but a drop in the ocean.

Time slipped away bit by bit as the surrounding spiritual energy surged into Chen Xi’s body, eventually disappearing within him.

After saying this, he charged out first. Lin Feng followed closely behind, and Li Qing’s movements were no less swift; several poisonous men appeared instantly, coordinating with Lin Feng and his companion to surround the Two-Faced Enchantress, who sneered at them.

“Report, we have lost contact with the other search and rescue vessels!” After several failed attempts, the communications officer reported helplessly to Hao Zhi.

Bai Susu stared intently at the bluestone coffin. She walked slowly to its side, her hands held flat, raising the Taixu high.

Xue Manxin said nothing, but raised the Mohe Yuan high. In an instant, the red light covering half the sky was absorbed into the blade.

Wang Yanke swiftly dispatched security forces, arresting the rioters before they could attack government institutions. The transcripts of their conversations, hidden within the chips in their wrists, became the primary evidence for their indictment.

Wang Hao grabbed Zixing, but she broke free from his grasp, her gaze fixed firmly on Wang Hao.

***

After a few more attempts, Ye Ling finally gave up on the idea of provoking the man. With a soft sigh, she sat cross-legged back on the green ground, silently contemplating her current situation.

As he spoke, Ning Xiao swallowed the Heart-Clearing Pill, and a sense of refreshing clarity immediately bloomed in his heart.

At that moment, Tang Nianxi walked up with tea, offering one cup to Tang Tianxun and the other to Ning Xiao.

He attended a few mathematics and physics classes in the morning. For these subjects, Ning Xiao understood them almost instantly, so he did not listen with much focus.

He knew the enemy was laying a trap for them, but this direction was also the most likely location of the enemy commander-in-chief. The reason was simple: that way, there was a trap.

Hu Caixin covered her mouth with a feathered fan, her voice delicate and charming, as she walked with graceful, lotus-like steps past the crowd, following closely behind Yu Henge.

The silent, burly man, who rarely spoke, revealed a mocking smile, finding the short Jeff utterly ridiculous.

When Liu Ci discovered someone summoning an eagle, he flicked a talisman into the air. The paper charm ignited, turning into a beam of white light invisible to the naked eye, which shot out and attached itself to the eagle’s brown feathers.

Lin Yang was certainly not lying; he did indeed need to rest, though not because of injury or fatigue, but because he was about to level up.

Her tone inevitably turned cold. Ye Ling detested those who pestered her, especially when the target was an "iceberg" prince who clearly came from a complex background. More importantly, this prince was a man who attracted endless trouble.

She put the full force of her strength into this kick, intending to end Duan Hong’s life with a single blow.

The two exchanged glances and stepped aside, but after Hai Ruoxin passed, they blocked the maid who was following behind.