Volume One, Chapter Twenty-Four: The Enchanting Princess, Peerless Beauty of the Realm

In broad daylight, you truly have no sense of self-respect,” Wu Xuanming couldn’t help but turn back and rebuke.

“Ouyang, you've finally appeared. You changed your phone without telling anyone, and when are you coming back? Everything has been settled, you can return now. Since when did you, Ouyang, become such a coward?” Han Mingchao’s anger was barely restrained; if Ouyang Ying hadn’t suddenly disappeared, things wouldn’t have become so difficult.

“Is this really the time for jokes? Our people are all ready. What time do we set out tonight?” Bai Sha asked.

Liu Xinhong led the applause, feeling deeply moved by Liu Qingyun’s integrity and nobility. Only people like him could truly earn admiration, and from the heart, genuine respect.

“Let’s not talk about that… Tell Master, is there anything shameful hidden here…” Xie Xin suddenly became mischievous.

Mengzi, upon seeing Zhang Lilong, walked over excitedly, “Brother Long, I sent the brothers to take care of it over there. Is this the only one left?” Mengzi pointed at the third commando lying lifeless on the ground.

Li Yuanlin took the two items with trembling hands, unable to express his gratitude. He felt he and his master were truly fated. If Master hadn’t randomly picked him out from the many array operators years ago, perhaps he would have long since died from exhaustion maintaining the great formation.

Still, Han Mingchao thought, Ouyang Ying was now pregnant with Ying Yiran’s child. If she returned, who knew what kind of storm would erupt between the Ouyang and Ying families? So, he understood Ouyang Ying’s position.

When she returned with the milk, she found Ling Lie no longer in his seat. Puzzled, she looked around, only to hear a rustling sound from the next room.

A Biao stood at the front, covered in blood, the machete in his hand dripping with crimson. He looked like a fiend straight from hell, terrifying and menacing.

Yet I stood unmoving, hands behind my back, a faint smile on my lips, clearly looking down on them, as if mocking the Fifteen Sons: go ahead, kill as you please, I am not afraid.

In that moment, some were excited, some despondent, some lost—the entire valley fell into chaos.

Night Anmian sneered, following his gesture. She had been stunned by the news of the divorce upon entering, and hadn’t noticed anything on the table.

Chen Mo gazed at the screen, where a blond warrior clad in ancient armor, wielding an iron hammer, battled a steel giant spewing flames, and a massive, muscular green monster rampaged, ignoring a hail of bullets. He felt a chill in his heart.

“Qiankun, bite him!” Liang Long used his mental power to topple the second ninja attempting a sneak attack, instantly releasing the control on the dog.

Liu Yong asked Hua Tian, wanting to know why, though both were of the Infinite Path, Hua Tian’s was not pure.

Bi Yuntao, after realizing the lie behind the Desolate Sea Breaking Order, felt both admiration and concern for Han Liang.

On the island, conditions for bathing were poor. After washing in the sea, he had to rinse with mineral water; otherwise, the evaporating seawater would leave a layer of salt on his skin, making him uncomfortable.

“Say that again!” The threatening, scorching gaze glared at the maid’s face. “The Qin family has never failed to meet anyone they wished to see. We’ve been in-laws for so many years, and I’ve never visited the Xia mansion to greet this elder. This time, I’ve come to pay my respects to the old lady.” That ‘respect’ twisted and turned in his mouth.

Then, Liu Neng swaggered to the sofa and knocked out the last man in a suit. That one was easy enough; even if discovered, Liu Neng wasn’t afraid. Still, after the man was knocked out, he hadn’t noticed Liu Yong.

Jian Ning had no say throughout the process. She smiled at Li Paul, then buried herself in the script. Li Paul put a baseball cap on his bald head and took his leave.

The Night General jumped down from the second floor, and Panda emerged from the bedroom—the scene before us left us stunned and speechless.

Back in City G, the results came out, and Chen Jing was overjoyed. Her score just met the admission mark for the university Chen Feng had applied to. Only now, after the college entrance exam, did her anxiety ease.

Tianxin’s cold gaze swept over Yang Tian, a flash of murderous intent quickly passing. He sensed the alchemist’s fire made him uncomfortable, stirring a restless rage within.

In this round, Zhou Hanliang gave us no advice during the ban-pick phase, merely standing silently by, as if watching our performance. His behavior made me even more unwilling to yield and determined to excel in the match ahead.

“How could I not? You’re so lovely and clever, I love you dearly.” Zhang Tianyang laughed as he playfully grabbed Cold Autumn’s chest.

Jian Ning’s heart raced, unsure what psychological mischief was at play. She raised her hand to press his large palm against her face, and at the same time, trembling, she kissed Gu Jingchen’s thin lips.

“Kill!” Yang Tian wasted no time. His arms spread wide, divine power surging forth, and he charged at the disciples of Heavenly Tyrant Sect.

Fairy Xiao stood atop the rocks, scanning the horizon to confirm no familiar figures approached. Screams rang out again, a hysterical cacophony, and she lowered her feet, sitting back on the rock. Unconsciously, she drifted to sleep.

He held the dragon pendant as if dumbstruck, staring blankly at the left claw carved on the dragon’s head. Where before it had not been open, now the claw was extended.

Murong Xi turned around in panic, only to see Mu Qing standing behind her, his eyes gentle and serene.

Shi Hao stopped his thunderous strikes, watching Lu Yun with a half-smile, the disdain at his lips nearly driving Lu Yun mad.

Mei Zhijun and She Yufen were elated by his words, their previous anger evaporating entirely.