Chapter 35

On the battlefield, all soldiers of the Z-Nation and all the Dragon Scale Guards could entrust their backs to their brothers-in-arms, and even entrust their very lives to them without hesitation.

"Come on, let me show you something sharp!" Paper Tiger said, his eyes gleaming. He pressed the remote control without a moment's hesitation, feeling increasingly excited, for he knew how wicked this device was—it was truly top-tier.

He had originally intended to rely on the "Spy Fly," a miraculous eavesdropping tool, to obtain firsthand intelligence and show off to his colleagues in Phoenix Imperial City. But now he was completely bewildered; the Imperial City and the Palace were not on the ground at all. He had truly made a mess of things this time.

"Is that all you are, a god?" Li Tian’s voice echoed. In an instant, a terrifying divine aura enveloped everything, making even that soul, which belonged to a High God, feel a sense of inferiority.

In the courtyard, Xiao Yuebai paced back and forth alone, sighing and shaking his head from time to time, as if struggling with a difficult decision.

"Li Tian, you bastard! I won't let you off, hmph..." Lin Ya was so angry her face turned blue. This jerk actually bribed the bureau chief to fire her; he was such a scoundrel.

Chen Hui was quite satisfied with Huang Renhou's attitude. If he could show some restraint and stop causing trouble in the name of being Li Youde’s godson, it would be highly beneficial for Li Youde as well.

"For our young master to speak such words to you is already a supreme honor. As for what to do next, you understand, don't you?" The Gray Snake Demon stared fixedly at Cheng Feng, flickering its bright red tongue, attempting to project an intimidating aura.

Unlike them, however, Qin Tong had spent most of the past year in seclusion, having no contact with the outside world. It was only because a distinguished guest had visited the Jade Pool yesterday and the Holy Venerable had personally summoned her that she had been forced to come out.

She had no flowery language, but her words were earnest and heartfelt, moving Bai Ruozhu, who hurriedly reached out to help her up.

Someday, if the nomadic tribes of the Northwest were to rule the Central Plains, they would realize that it is impossible not to be assimilated by this land. If they wished to take root here for the long term, they would have no choice but to take the initiative and tell everyone that their ancestors were also Han people, flowing with royal blood.

"Perfect, I was just worrying about not having enough sea vessels. And here someone is, kindly delivering over twenty of them," Li Bin said with a laugh.

This was an incredibly large room—though, in truth, it was meant to be an entire apartment that had never been partitioned, spanning over four hundred square meters.

There were reasons for this: the terrain of Yan Prefecture was mostly perilous, with very few plains. It was rugged and mountainous, where a single ridge could separate two places that, despite being within a hundred miles of each other, would never interact until the day they died. Thus, natural boundaries were formed.

Liu Weiwei nodded to indicate she understood, then spoke a few respectful words to Zhang Leiyun before turning to leave. Between the gang's affairs and the group's business, she was already overwhelmed; where would she find any spare time?

The crowd looked toward the arena. They saw Li Bin deftly dodging within the swirling dust and sandstorm, refusing to engage with Bi Lingfeng’s strikes.

"You silly girl, how could I ever not want you? Stop letting your imagination run wild!" Lin Feng hurriedly comforted Liu Ruxi. He firmly believed she was telling the truth; Liu Ruxi was not one to give her heart easily, but once she did, she gave everything she had.

"Alright." Jiang Yichun took her hand, and together they widened the gap in the door, slipping through sideways.

Ruan Meng jumped off the tiger’s back, held up an umbrella, and looked at the beastman pinned beneath the tiger’s claws, her beautiful lips curling into a smile as she spoke in a crisp voice.

Jun Qiyan brought a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Xiyue. He pressed his face against her round belly, listening to the baby’s movements, and spoke with a mixture of doting affection and helplessness.

That was right. Ever since that night, the first thing Li Qingqian did every morning upon waking was to check her arm. How could she have forgotten about that?

As if to prove my point, the Ghost King, who had not glanced my way even once from the beginning, slowly raised his head and locked his gaze upon me, his face twisted in a cruel and bloody expression.

"A troublemaker? Your old man?" As expected of comrades who hit it off immediately, they had developed such deep tacit understanding in a short time that they knew exactly what the other was referring to.

Yun Qianyue, whose body had slammed into the rockery and fallen heavily to the ground, scrambled backward in a panic, as if waking from a nightmare. However, before she could roll away, her body was gripped by a formidable force, as if she were trapped in a powerful vortex from which there was no hope of escape!

Morning light accompanied the breeze. Those who enjoyed themselves on the cruise ship were accustomed to seeking thrills at night, so most slept late and rose late.

Seeing Poro’s cunning expression, Hu Hu could not help but shake his head and sigh. He wondered who the real fox was; he had never seen anyone else let themselves be teased and haggled with like this.

The events of that year were a pain she found hard to erase from her heart. She had finally managed to let them fade with the passage of time, but no matter how deeply buried the trauma was, it had been mercilessly unearthed today.

Now that her great revenge had been fulfilled, the resentment in her had diminished significantly; there was no longer any need for her to harm anyone.

This was already the limit for Ye Shisan. To come up with this money, he had even donated the car he had planned to use for his escape to Yang Yang. The car wasn't a major issue, though; he could always rent one in advance.

"Mr. Wu, hello. Our boss has asked us to wait here for you. Please come with me." A burly man in black shielded the top of the car door with his hand and spoke respectfully to Wu Ming.

Their expressions were stern. They did not speak, yet the atmosphere was not awkward; on the contrary, their gazes were filled with a touch of scrutiny, shooting toward the three superpowered individuals like sharp arrows.