Chapter 63: The Fish in the Cage of the Beautiful King 21

When the Ruffian Academy vanished from sight, rumors flew thick and fast. Yet among them were highly credible ones: Han Fei, a member of the Ruffian Academy, had offended a powerhouse of the Thousand Star City, causing the entire academy to be suppressed by the city and forced into a hasty flight.

Luo Qingfeng continued walking forward, and the surrounding gentle breezes consciously parted, not daring to linger and swirl around her as they had just moments before.

Upon hearing Tang Yu's question, Mobei began to feel a stir of unease. How was he supposed to divine and calculate this matter? He knew absolutely nothing yet; he still needed at least a scrap of information.

"However, Ling'er, must I dress like this? Are there no other garments?" Feng Tianyou spun around in a circle, feeling thoroughly awkward overall.

"Youorui, our objective has been achieved, and it is time for us to return," Prince Xuan turned slowly and said with indifference. The gloomy shadow had vanished from his eyes, and his voice was no longer hoarse, but instead vigorous and full of energy, vastly different from before.

"Ever since the day you went missing, that elder has been making a racket, claiming that if you didn't show up again, he would do this and that." He was only repeating what he had heard.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was even hoarser than before, carrying an icy resonance that seemed imbued with a strange magic.

"You'll know in a moment!" Ye Qingnan gave a bitter, helpless smile and shook his head, dropping those words abruptly while inwardly sighing... Some things cannot simply be understood through talk; only after experiencing them does one truly learn what strategy means.

The moment future plans were brought up, Lin Lanxin wilted completely. Over the years, aside from giving birth to children and raising them, she knew how to do nothing else. What could she possibly do in the future?

"How did you figure out that this was an illusion!" Bei Feng said in a deep voice, his gloomy face twitching slightly.

"Sadaharu?" Kaina looked at the boy holding her wrist, puzzled. Why on earth would Sadaharu Inui pull her back?

Even if Fan Mingjun wanted to ignore the sounds outside, it was impossible. Hearing that form of address, she could easily guess who had arrived.

Ying Zheng was likewise unable to see the face of the person before him, but the moment that figure stepped into the grand hall, Ying Zheng curled his lips into an icy smile.

Qianmo's expression darkened completely, her gaze turning into sharp blades that slashed viciously across Ji Xuanhui's face.

Beneath the hospital lay a garden, alongside a massive artificial lake, making the surrounding environment exceptionally pleasant, with air quality naturally far superior to that of the city center.

Xu Keke knew she was being unreasonable and making a disturbance. Logic was meant for those willing to listen to reason; for those who acted unreasonably and threw their weight around, there was no other method besides subduing them directly.

"A quarter of an hour! As long as Feng Qi can stall them for a quarter of an hour!" Dongling was also drenched in anxious sweat.

Fengguang had a dream in which she imagined herself crushed underneath a massive elephant. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't budge it, and in the end, she could only endure the suffocating discomfort beneath it for a very, very long time.

After all, having stayed here for so long, Ming Yuan had always been taking care of her. He didn't even charge her for lodging, let alone the expenses for her food and daily necessities. Right now, she could practically be considered as being supported by Ming Yuan.

She had always been afraid of ghosts, but now that she had transformed into a wandering specter herself, she suddenly realized that being a ghost was a rather pitiful existence—drifting about with no fixed residence, not even having a single person to talk to.

"Mr. Liang, I have something I need to tell you." She spoke as though she had been considering it for a long time.

After Morgana departed, the various demons in the grand hall resumed the topic they had been discussing earlier, casting their gazes toward the demon who had spoken out just now, only to find that he had already retreated in terror, hiding away in a corner of the hall.

After selecting the styles and adding them all to the shopping cart, Wang Helit found factory stores that supported dropshipping based on those designs. Then, drawing upon his years of business experience, he negotiated with the manufacturers to secure higher profit returns and lower prices.

The director waved his megaphone up and down, jumping with rage, but the moment he turned around and caught sight of Bai Mujin, the fiery outburst instantly stuck in his throat.

"Ha, I was supposed to die," Sanar said through gritted teeth, fixing his gaze on him with a wild, beast-like glint in his eyes.

Jiang Yuqi had indeed been instructed properly by her father beforehand, but lacking any spiritual or internal energy, her night vision was inevitably somewhat inferior.

She had always maintained a low profile. Despite entering this industry, she harbored numerous baffling persistencies, which ultimately led to her present plight. In truth, that path was not her only option back then; it was simply because she was too young at the time and lacked flexibility.

As for ordinary players, as long as they didn't cause trouble for Xiaobai, Xiaobai wouldn't proactively seek trouble for them. However, when it came to Sword Against the Horizon, Xiaobai would show no such mercy.

Wuyou hurriedly covered her back, but because her arms weren't long enough, she looked somewhat comical, eliciting bursts of hearty laughter from everyone.

On the grand opening day, several neighboring shops also launched their businesses. For a time, firecrackers blazed in unison and colorful floral displays bloomed everywhere in a bustling spectacle. Residents living near the stadium streamed out of their homes to stroll through the stadium's commercial street.

Qin Xi was tormented with exasperation. What kind of dormitory had she chosen? Why were all her roommates so abnormal, leaving her as the only normal one in the entire room?

She was certain that Ji Yusheng had changed his strategy—shifting away from tyrannical confinement and possession, and instead letting her develop freely. It felt as though she had made another miscalculation, mistakenly thinking that aligning herself with Gu Sheng'an would cause him excruciating agony.

The distance between the two of them was extremely close, allowing Ji Yusheng to inhale the pleasant fragrance emanating from her body, which felt akin to an intoxicating enchantment.

Perhaps because Jun Chen, currently clad in only a single layer of clothing, no longer exerted quite as much oppressive aura over her, Jun Xi didn't feel particularly terrified of him.

In that case, Victor seeking outside assistance was purely a matter between him and Reed. If Reed hadn't later asked Tianwu for help, what on earth did this matter have to do with Tianwu?

"It was just found out recently, not very long ago," Chu Moyan observed Lin Sen's confusion and said indifferently.

Nangu pulled out his phone to check, and it was the number of that old beggar. Although he hadn't saved it, he still remembered it, and he knew right away that this fellow was bound to call him.

Yet, this kind of sentiment shared among the three of them was something Liu Hou, who had never received a formal Confucian education, could never truly comprehend.

Her voice was not loud, but it carried clearly to Lu Yongtong's ears, sending a chilling shiver through her entire body.

Wu Feng, the leader of the incense division, had worried so much that he spent almost the entire night sleepless. Tomorrow, he would have to face those bastards from the nine major sects. He had no idea whether he could establish dominance and awe them from the start; if he failed to assert his authority, even if he managed to kill the newly appointed division master, having his reputation stained by the nine major sects would make it exceedingly difficult for him to secure the position of division master.

It was pitch black, with a layer of something resembling red rust clinging to its surface—at a single glance, it was clearly just a broken, battered saber.

In truth, Xiao Ru could roughly guess what was on Xu Yuying's mind; however, since Xu Yuying chose not to speak of it, she simply pretended to be oblivious.

Yun Xiang and Liu Yunyang exchanged glances. In reality, it made little difference to them which of the princes became emperor. However, the Second Prince had once attempted to harm Yun Xiang, and they despised his character.