26 The Male Supporting Character in Show Business

“Very well, Lord Margo, I oppose such a risky venture, but since you insist, I shall follow your orders.” Annobas knew Margo well and understood that further persuasion was futile. Speaking in this tone, he was already planning to use a failed landing as an excuse.

At that moment, the Wounding Heaven Ring suddenly sprang to life. A series of shadowy figures formed a protective halo, and under his control, immense spiritual energy surged into the ring, causing it to vibrate violently and transform into countless spinning Wounding Heaven Rings.

Meanwhile, the soldiers of Daionia, locked in fierce battle at Rome’s center, heard this call and suddenly intensified their assault. Rome’s central forces had already been weakened, forcing the soldiers to retreat and collide with troops preparing to defend from behind.

It seemed more public office duties were necessary to accumulate administrative experience, lest the youth look down on him in the future. Such thoughts belonged to diligent and hardworking men like Silos.

For a moment, each disciple exuded a powerful aura, their faces flashing with inexplicable shock, bewilderment, and delight.

Qin Wutong and Caishi Shi glanced curiously at Ye Zhengfeng and the military elder. Both had previously experienced states of semi-enlightenment like Ye Zhengfeng, yet the military elder rarely offered a second guiding word. Ye Zhengfeng’s talent, however, was truly admirable.

He could even wield despair against his opponents, delivering palm strikes one after another with increasing ease, seamlessly shifting from the Three Talents Killing Palm to the Fate-Crafting Divine Palm.

Many gazes toward Luo Chen were filled with helplessness. Their strength did not match Bai Zihan’s, and facing Luo Chen, defeat was certain.

At this moment, despair began to rise in their hearts. Since Zhuang Qi’s betrayal, it signified Mount Meng Sect’s complete allegiance to the Mu Shui Clan. This time, the Mu Shui Clan had two peak Dao Kings, an overwhelming force impossible for their fragmented strength to resist.

The reason was simple: everyone had been beaten by the “Dreadful Pirates”! Even if those who struck were not necessarily these men, those with a “pirate” record like Xie Jiatu were universally shunned.

From the man’s back, his muscles were well-developed, his upper body forming a clear inverted triangle. Each muscle was distinct, radiating strength, standing at a towering height of nearly 1.9 meters.

The ginseng fruit would mature in two days, giving a considerable advantage compared to the Lion King. Generally, magical beasts required less ginseng fruit than humans, as their lifespans often exceeded those of humans.

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Yang Ming frowned, scanning his surroundings. It felt like a chill crawling from the nape of his neck down to his heels, an inescapable sensation of being watched relentlessly—as if he stood in the light and a predator lurked in the shadows.

And what exactly was this system attached to him? Alien high technology? Or perhaps a legendary artifact?

Shui Wuyue slowly approached, her pressure rising bit by bit. Gradually, he found himself unable to retreat, curling up on the ground, shaking his head frantically.

In the end, the five million-strong army of Thousand-Mile Wind vanished, while all other forces remained intact. The rumored opening of the space-light barrier faded into oblivion.

On the Blackwater River, a blood-red lightsaber danced wildly, trailing crimson mist. Surrounded by over a thousand Yuan cultivators, their guts turned sour with regret—if only they hadn’t provoked Mo Fan, the Death God.

This was Yanji City’s second entry into this world. Compared to the first, the world had changed drastically, shrouded in gloom, seemingly linked to his loss of Nether Spirit Energy.

Yet before Mo Fan could finish speaking, the nearby Demon of Heaven burst into loud laughter, disdain dripping from his words.

Zi slapped his forehead laughing, "For Han to achieve unification, ample troops are essential. The fall of Qin taught King Gu a harsh lesson—one defeat in war shook the foundation of Qin. Had Xianyang City been defended, we might not have toppled Qin."

Pei Bing’s shouting was bad enough, but calling someone "Big Wave Girl" only added fuel to the fire. Lin Huaiyue gritted her teeth, her soft silver sword transforming into thousands of silver snakes, swirling through the air toward Pei Bing, each aimed at a vital point.

In response to Li Shufen was another slap. Bo Han Cheng’s eyes turned cold, his gaze filled with deadly intent.

Almost every day, she was burned, beaten, and chilled to the bone. Neither death nor life offered reprieve.

At home, her father Jin Zhixiang drew water by the well, while her mother La Mei busied herself in the garden.

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Zhu Bihui covered the scar on her face and produced a packet of powder from her sleeve, placing it on the table.

The sunlight gradually rose higher, bringing warmth. A breeze stirred, causing a few withered leaves to fall.

“The old man dares not, only hopes the clan chief can abolish the cruel laws and appoint the capable.” The elder’s calm tone was as ordinary as any casual remark.

Inside the Yao Pavilion, the man’s mood was undisturbed as he played the zither. As the melody shifted, his left hand waved gently, causing water splashes to turn direction as if pulled by invisible forces, slowly settling back into the lake, leaving only faint ripples.

Fan Juan had yet to sleep, tidying Zhao Yun’s room. Even in his absence, she took great care, cleaning meticulously.

“Ah, Young Master Jin speaks truly. If Miss Ru Yan can stay with you, as a mother, I am genuinely pleased.”

“Hello, I’m Lin Manman, a Level Two Beast Tamer.” Lin Manman briefly introduced herself to the newcomers and summoned her three spirit beasts.

Though understanding, since Chen Hao was unwilling to speak, it meant he wished to keep it secret. She did not pry, always handling all his paperwork and issuing standard receipts.

Mu Tianyuan had always served in the southern territories—why had he come to the central region now? What was his purpose?

The Dajing Dynasty had suffered frequent natural disasters and years of defeat with heavy reparations, forcing ever-increasing land and grain taxes, alongside numerous harsh levies like “land tax,” “pig tax,” and “fertilizer tax.”

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