Volume 1, Chapter 34: A Conflict Arises, Gao Dawen Appears

Seeing that Tichai was about to escape, he had to make a move. Even without any certainty of success, he had to buy some time.

"Director, I’m up here!" Ye Lin shouted loudly toward the ground below.

Xie Changkun looked up and cursed—it was Ye Lin.

"He's up there! Up there! Surround the place, quickly!"

Several police officers, weapons in hand, rushed toward the balcony.

Brother Yong looked at Ye Lin in disbelief. "You're a cop?"

Even now, he found it hard to believe. He would have bought it if someone said Ye Lin was sent by a rival gang, but a police officer? He really couldn't swallow that. Would a cop take drugs? And take such a massive dose without dying?

"Idiot!" Tichai shot a glance at Brother Yong. Without another word of nonsense, he drew...

Every time Da Wuhui landed in the blue zone, he would wince, for at that moment he felt as if he were being enveloped by countless vengeful spirits, buffeted by ghostly winds. It was as if he possessed inexhaustible strength, with every cell in his body brimming with power.

Da Wuhui’s Dao-mind shadow looked helplessly at the devastated Dao-mind space, which was slowly repairing itself. He gradually merged into the sea of Dao-mind and vanished without a trace.

Frowning slightly, Zhang Tao knew that such shadows in their hearts would not do. If the core members lacked confidence in the Heaven Inquiry Mansion and in him, how could they maintain morale when the great enemy arrived?

"Captain, what kind of performance should our inspection team put on for the Spring Festival?" Ye Yige sat at the table, resting her chin in her hands and asking.

"Old Shen. It seems they've arrived," Cui Yuying said suddenly, before Fu Sheng could finish his sentence.

The Sword of the Desolate Spirit suddenly backlashed into Lang Yi's body. One could hear a continuous series of pops and cracks from within him. Then, with a thunderous explosion, he disintegrated into dust, leaving no trace behind.

"Then this junior will personally show my filial piety to my great-aunt when the time comes," Yuan Niang feigned joy and grinned.

Watching the door of the secret chamber close, Zhang Tao did not follow. The Mo family naturally had their own ways of handling problems with their sect's techniques. With nothing to do, Zhang Tao began to recover his depleted strength.

"This is the map from Qiannan City to the sect. As for how you two get there, that is your own business. I forgot to mention, this is actually a rule of the sect: disciples going to the sect for the first time must make their own way there. It can be considered a test for you."

Regardless, under these circumstances, the episode was officially broadcast on Thursday night.

Nibbling on the lychees served by the maid, I whispered to A-Hua. Shuang Langzhao was by our side, peeling lychees for her.

Hua Yun and Xuan Er searched separately and found a string of carved jade grapes on the altar.

Regarding the general resistance from the ARID members, President Park Kyung-hwan naturally had his own methods.

The early summer night was still cool. I pinched my nose and drank the medicine, then tossed and turned on the daybed, unable to sleep, until the early morning light drifted in.

Su Yu tried to open the door of the SUV to escape his predicament, but he discovered his arm had been dislocated in the crash and he couldn't muster any strength.

But when the shovel came down, there was no snake—it was A-Liang's head. Someone had struck A-Liang with the shovel, knocking him out instantly. He died shortly after being sent to the hospital.

I roughly pieced together Jiang Mi's actions. First, she suffered unbearable pain, clawing at the pillars until her fingers bled, then rolling on the floor until she vomited blood and passed out.

"You didn't reply to my message yesterday. What were you doing?" Although Chen Qian hadn't pressed the issue at the time, he had been thinking about it.

As the rightful Lord of the Extinguish-Sun Fortress and a frequent guest of the Inner Affairs Bureau, Wu Jie did not need to be announced. He walked unimpeded to the main hall, where he saw Liu Xiangdong hunched over a map, lost in thought. He walked up and spoke softly.

The Snow Wolf darted back and forth, but it could not escape the dragon's breath above. Just as it was about to be engulfed, a shield of frost suddenly appeared around the Snow Wolf.

"I suspect your uncle-in-law might stay quiet for a year or eighteen months." Seeing Shui Qing raise an eyebrow in defiance, Yun Tianlan continued, "A hungry wolf will not give up the fat meat within its reach. The firelight may delay its attack, but it will wait for the fire to die out." In other words, her leverage could not root out his greed.

While she was only thinking about how to mitigate the negative impact and minimize losses, the old woman, who had seen her share of storms, told her that she could use the opportunity to make Nanyu even more famous.

"Everyone, attack together! If they manage to manifest more fire dragons, Li Tiekui will be burned alive," Mo Yun shouted. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, followed by the sound of a dragon's roar as hundreds of sword auras struck the gloomy man.

Situ Qingyu stood outside the room for a while before going to wash up. When he returned to Xia Zining's room, she was not yet asleep as usual, staring at him with wide eyes.

"You're welcome. As I said, this is my job!" Xinyi walked past Qian Feng and entered the dressing room.

Not to mention him, even Wu Jie felt the same. Every time his health bar was empty, he could practically hear his own frantic heartbeat. There was no doubt he was covered in cold sweat in reality; he understood that this time, he was truly gambling.

"How about here?" He changed spots, and this time I nearly cried out in pain. Seeing him press another spot, it didn't hurt as much as before.

It could be said that the God-King Yingtian offered no resistance before he was slain. A generation of God-Kings thus came to an end, erased from the world.

"I couldn't find out." Seeing a hint of awkward red on Feng Ying's face, Yu Ying didn't know how to face him, so she kept a cold face and answered in a perfunctory, professional tone.

"The coming year is still far off; who knows if there will ever be another chance to visit?" Xia Muyao turned to look at Huerhe.

As for the student's parents who wanted to buy his life with money, it would be a lie to say Ye Yang wasn't tempted. One wealthy tycoon had offered a million-dollar consultation fee—a figure Ye Yang had never seen before—and he was honestly tempted.

But that day in front of the post house, someone had slipped a strip of cloth into her hand, and she had read it. Before the servant washed her clothes, they had emptied her sleeve pocket, and Xia Muyao saw the note. It instructed her to remain in the Prince's mansion, win Huerhe's heart, and then slowly find a way to make Huerhe send troops to attack Great Kang.

"Reporting to the Emperor, your subordinate Bingxin is ready." A clear, crisp voice spilled from the lips of the girl named Leng Bingxin. Chu Xi nodded slightly.

"Even if Chenxiang is dull-eyed, I would never dare doubt Her Highness the Princess's words." Chenxiang looked into Mu Xiaoluo's eyes, full of smiles, giving the impression that the spring sun was enveloping the earth, and the world was about to be reborn.