Volume 1, Chapter 43: The Young Couple

Zhang Yadong knew what kind of place a KTV was, and he had been to one once with Zhong Yu. Originally, he wasn't fond of such places, but not wanting to ruin everyone's mood, he kept his thoughts to himself and said no more.

Sensing the hostile atmosphere around her, Mi Ke let go of Yu Shuting. She didn't want to make things difficult for her friend. It didn't matter if she herself was ostracized, but she didn't want Yu Shuting to be gossiped about behind her back; she knew all too well how painful that felt.

I turned back, feeling a lingering attachment to that building, but in the end, I forced myself to take a step forward.

What kind of pathetic piece of trash that bastard was, I understood all too well. He was exposed right under the lights, yet he couldn't see me—that was my advantage.

"How is it? What are your stats after the class advancement?" Situ Yun walked over and asked with a smile, after which Ling Yun shared his character attributes with him.

I smiled bitterly, telling him I was leaving and that he needed to take good care of himself. Then, utterly shattered, I bolted out. Behind me came the heartbreaking sound of Gao Lan's weeping.

I shook my head, temporarily casting away the distracting thoughts in my mind, and took out my phone to call Tang Youran up ahead, asking her to help Shu Yawang fasten her seatbelt and tell her not to lean backward.

The notorious Count Ognar of the Landless Aristocracy knew this full well, and indeed, he knew it better than anyone. Yet, the "mothers" he loved most were still in Megali, having fallen into enemy hands. Because of this, even knowing it was a trap, he resolutely leaped into it without hesitation.

Mo Liuchen abruptly took two steps back, his gaze flickering intensely. The red-gold phoenix hairpin on his head swayed from the movement, producing a crisp, tinkling sound of collision.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Liu Yingxuan and Zhang Sen arrived one after the other. Liu Yingxuan still maintained his usual slovenly and roguish look, but Zhang Sen had clearly dressed up. He wore a black vest as a short-sleeved shirt, revealing thick, bulging muscles on his arms that were as solid as an ox's, and he had even applied hair gel.

Hearing Shi Xiu put it that way, Li Ying was left completely dumbfounded. The conflict between the Li Family Village and the Zhu Family Village stemmed entirely from that fellow Shi Qian. Now that Shi Xiu claimed Shi Qian was a man of Liangshan, wasn't he, by helping a Liangshan man vent his anger, shouldering the infamous stigma of colluding with bandits? Flustered for a moment and daring not reply further, Li Ying hurriedly ordered his men to retreat.

Tang Haoyu also looked over, but Cirel merely toyed with the doll in his hand, paying no attention to him or Idriss.

Under this terrifying high temperature, the massive crimson phantom behind Ling Tian was rapidly vaporized of its blood-red hue.

Furthermore, Liyang had been confident in his ability to handle this ball of blood-red light and had voluntarily stepped forward to intercept it; Su Fengxiao had no need to feel any sense of guilt over this whatsoever.

With dazzling brilliance flashing across his arm, Vlad's fist had already been thrown out. The most direct manifestation of this was the pillar of fire surging into the sky, connecting the heavens and the ocean.

He felt as though his body was about to burn, a searing, bone-chilling heat radiating against his back. Even though there was no direct contact yet, he already had the illusion of being roasted alive.

A violent gale whipped up, causing even Vlad's short hair to flutter in the wind. His palm went numb from the shock, and the ground beneath his feet instantly shattered. That already battered corner of the island's shore from the previous blow was now thoroughly pulverized.

A male bird called out, beating its wings as it descended from above Lian Haiping's head. The female bird in the tree canopy also took flight, the two birds dancing gracefully through the air as their cries echoed throughout the mountain ravine.

As Liyang autonomously activated the Star-Aegis Codex, the stray stellar energy in the surroundings swarmed toward him. Even from the vault of the heavens, more starlight gathered into a beam, enveloping him entirely.

Ye Mo marked the distribution of these demonic beasts onto a hand-drawn beast-skin map. Once finished, he continued his unhurried journey forward. His footsteps were so light that the leaves barely stirred as he passed, making no sound whatsoever—just like a fallen leaf drifting up and down on the wind.

Xi Chao wore a look of utter astonishment. This was originally supposed to be a battle of wits where both sides had to constantly second-guess each other's intentions to secure victory, yet it had been completely shattered by Zhao Gao's irresponsible approach, reverting straight to the essence of gambling: relying entirely on luck. What kind of tactic was this?

"Imperial Grandfather, Imperial Grandfather, Imperial Grandfather!" Hearing the sound, the three children came running out and eagerly called out upon seeing Emperor Taizong walking into the courtyard.

Hardships—Li Sheng knew they existed, but this was only temporary. Since the necessary infrastructure conditions were lacking, he had no immediate solution and could only wait until materials like cement were developed. Then, he could pave a simple mountain forest road, which would at least make transporting essential resources much more convenient, preferably extending it all the way to the rivers deep within the mountains.

When he had wiped the area around his wound earlier, the water had already turned blood-red, so naturally, it could no longer be used to wash his face.

"In other words, you are actually just an abandoned pawn of the Demonic Sect, aren't you?" Chu Yunduan's tone carried a hint of mockery.

The vigorous and stirring Dawn Operation had entered its final concluding phase. When the fleets led by Augustine and Levimila arrived at the Efrit Starport, people wept with joy, sang The Internationale, and burst into enthusiastic cheers.

If he did not join a sect, Chu Yunduan would be like a drifting duckweed in this vast world—what could he possibly accomplish?

"If those predecessors have ever been here before, then the aura of demonic beasts should start appearing soon, right?" As the depth continued to increase, Chu Yunduan grew somewhat excited.

Du Chenfei and Du Liying looked at Yang Yusui and Old Man Eighteen in bewilderment, having no idea what the two of them were talking about.