Chapter 174: Refusal
"If what you have to say is not something I can agree with, I won't feel a shred of pity for you even if you kneel here until your legs break. Whatever it is you are asking for, come inside first before we talk," Li Taohua said calmly.
Tang Caiyun choked back a sob.
The twin sisters Deng Shaoyao and Deng Furong helped Tang Caiyun to her feet.
"Mother, get up first!"
Qin Huiyin glanced at Tang Luwu and gestured to the side.
Tang Luwu hurried over and said, "Little Aunt, cousins, it's cold outside. Come inside and have a cup of hot water first."
That was a sudden thrust. The long sword in Zhang Tiansheng's hand lunge forward without the slightest warning. It was an attack that caught the giant cockroach zombie completely off guard, coming from an angle that the creature simply had no way to evade.
Blood spilled from the corners of Xiao Ling'er's and Lin Xinyue's mouths, their delicate bodies swaying uncontrollably as blood splattered into the air. Ling Tian was also panting heavily, forcibly steadying his battered body with the aid of medicinal pills.
Naturally, the direction of his flight was toward Puyang City, though he had yet to realize that Puyang City was a place he could no longer return to.
The antenna on the head of the antenna zombie emitted a red glow—clearly a form of attacking brainwave. Zhang Tiansheng had no way to dodge it because the distance between him and the creature was simply too close; close-range brainwave attacks were virtually inescapable.
As soon as Lin Cang's voice trailed off, Su Chen took the cup of tea handed over by Dazhuang, then knelt on the ground and offered it forward.
Lacking spiritual talismans, I could only rely on the Hammer of Thor to struggle on, infusing spiritual energy into every single strike to make the hammer unleash its proper might.
A passive skill, triggered passively—that was where the trouble lay. However, as long as it could be successfully triggered, it would be a permanent fix once and for all, giving birth to another super skill, which was a thoroughly reliable prospect.
Looking at Qiqi sleeping soundly, I couldn't help but think of how we met, came to know each other, and all the little moments we had shared along the way.
At this moment, the previously silent conference room began to buzz with whispered discussions among the hotel attendees. Everyone wore an expression of intense curiosity, quietly inquiring about and asking after Ye Xiu's background information.
"Xi Wanzhong, aren't you being a bit too full of yourself? The fight hasn't even started yet, so how can you be so certain that you're guaranteed to win against me?" Faced with Xi Wanzhong's intimidating words, Ye Xiu smiled calmly and responded.
Under normal circumstances, it was an excessive surge of spiritual energy impacting the body that caused the heart and brain to become overwhelmed.
Taiantai Ling could not fathom why Chen Mo would do such a thing, but compared to her doubts, she chose to trust Chen Mo and stepped back.
Yun Mu suddenly understood. Put simply, his aptitude index for practicing martial arts was not high, much like the tragedy of his guitar-playing days back then.
Liu Genfu followed closely behind, also claiming he had no money. Zuo Yunchang and the other two also wished to avoid advancing the funds, and seeing these two take the lead, they each reeled off a list of difficulties. As for the organization committee member Li Qiuena, she claimed that advancing the money had turned her household upside down, pushing her husband to the brink of divorce; if she had to front any more money, her family life would likely be beyond saving.
As a typical "staff-officer-type officer," these shortcomings were now exposed without reserve in Dongfang Bai.
"Sigh, why are you fussing over such details? Do you go around telling everyone you meet that you're my little sister?" Gu Tie asked with a smile.
Immediately, she began to wonder if she had done something wrong somewhere, or perhaps... for some other reason? Was the target injured? Yes, there were many solitary wolves that chose to die alone like this; that was certainly no good sign.
Coinciding with the morning court session, the grand hall was filled not only with the reigning Emperor Wei Tianyu, but also numerous other officials.
A few drops of rain spattered patter-patters against the tent. The color of the vault of heaven was exceedingly strange—a grayish black tinged with a hint of nursery-rhyme warmth, resembling colored glass on a window yet coated with a sheen, as if the light outside were intensely glaring. A tempest was imminent, and the sky was almost pitch black. Fukui leaned back and lay down once more.