Volume 1, Chapter 23: Have you ever thought about having a child with me?

"That is not a question I need to prove; it is one you must answer yourself. If you claim to be so capable, why are you willing to humble yourself here, working for him?" Ding Jiuxi did not retreat but countered, throwing the question directly back at the man.

"It seems quite serious. How did you get hurt?" Wilmi asked, his voice soft as he looked into her eyes, feigning nonchalance.

"Then Shimin and Xiuning shall not trouble the Marquis further today. We bid you farewell," Li Shimin said, taking the initiative to depart.

Pushing the door open, Fanghua saw Leng Xue and the others in the courtyard. Their movements and the atmosphere were identical to the scene in Haicheng. Had she not been wearing only her undergarments, Fanghua would have felt as if she had never left.

Wu Qianping followed him upstairs in silence, observing the decor and furnishings of the workshop along the way. Looking down from the stairs at the various people seated below, his expression softened slightly.

Yet, as he had suspected, the Princess of the Western Regions had only spoken of Lin Chuxia's faults, while saying nothing of her own.

Tang held the flamethrower with a look of infatuation, speaking of his expectations. He wanted to use this weapon to slaughter everything in his path, eradicating those dangerous plants once and for all.

As if to confirm his suspicions, Yelu Qi slowly emerged from behind Xiu Ming. When the captain saw his face, he was so terrified that he immediately fell to his knees.

Qing'er could not help but feel anxious. She had thought she found a good master, but never expected that after only a few days of peace, she would end up in such a predicament. It was truly distressing.

Running on the ground is different from flying through the air. Flying allows for a straight path, bypassing various obstacles and monsters, which significantly reduces travel time.

"Hmph! Just wait for me. Once my skills finish cooling down, I'll come back to deal with you tomorrow." He had exhausted his ultimate moves; going to the sixth floor now would be no different than seeking abuse. Besides, it was already three in the afternoon, and after fighting for nearly the entire day, it was time to rest.

For cultivators without backing, he might be someone they dare not provoke, but if they crossed him, he would not be so easygoing. He had never feared such people. He had even crippled the most powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivator on Earth; why would he fear them?

No one understood what was going on, nor did they know what had happened to lead to such a situation.

"Nothing, I'm just here to take a look. Some friends of my classmate were brought in by you, and I want to see what they are accused of," Lu Fangting said with a smile, removing his wide-brimmed hat, blowing on the police badge, and placing it back on his head.

Although the central area was quite large, having twenty or thirty people appear here simultaneously made the probability of encountering others much higher. For instance, some players were discovered before they could even find a place to hide.

"Where is she?" Xuan Yi muttered to himself, devoid of sorrow or joy, like a piece of dead wood eaten away by insects.

If this continued, it would take less than a minute for him to fall into the sea just like Brother Wennuan. Given his current size, it would be a miracle if he didn't sink straight to the ocean floor.

If martial arts could convert cultivation into combat power at a hundred percent efficiency, then offensive techniques might reach one hundred and twenty, or even one hundred and fifty percent.

Liu Cheng’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his mind a total blank, having lost all ability to think.

As long as the poison spread throughout his body, he might truly be swallowed whole by the Earth Dragon.

As for common spirit beasts, they were also listed for sale, though not in unlimited quantities and with higher starting prices.

At that moment, Tang Yi noticed Wu Xingyun walking into the side hall and immediately beckoned to him with great enthusiasm.

Huangfu Qi’s condition was miserable. Although he had dodged the lethal blow, his other leg had been severed clean from the hip, and one could even see fragments of his internal organs falling out.

One had to know that even if a competitor was killed during a match, no one would say anything; naturally, under normal circumstances, someone would intervene if a life was in danger.

It would be fine if those people did nothing, but if they made a move, it would be the perfect opportunity for her to wipe them all out and vent her frustration.

In this match, regardless of the form, many could see that Yao Lao, who had once helped Master Qiao conquer Chuzhou but now could no longer stand straight, would definitely lose. Anyone who bet on Meng Se would surely win, yet no one placed a bet. Even those who loved money above all else, after a brief struggle, pulled their hands back.

As for Liu Yan, she threw a parting insult, calling him "vulgar." She had never seen such a shameless man.

Although China had received intelligence regarding the military mobilization of various countries, to the surprise of all world leaders, China made no moves at all. It was as if they had no reaction to the military forces gathered along their borders.

But the moment the man turned around, he was horrified to find Tang Yi standing before him once again.

If she hadn't had Sheng Pengchi's trusted aides escorting her, she wouldn't have been able to command those people, nor would she have been foolish enough to come here.

In a hierarchical society where a higher rank could crush those below, they were the lowest form of corporate drones, easily replaceable. Thus, most constables in the government offices worked themselves to the bone, performing all the dirty and exhausting tasks, only to receive a pittance in return.

Nalan Mitang spoke casually, then grabbed Lin Feng's arm and vanished instantly from the auction room.

In the evening, they went to the Liberation North Road cultural district. There were many old buildings with exotic charm, and it was much less crowded than the Italian-style street.