Chapter 50: The Provocateur

For several days in a row, the shop's business was exceptionally good, packed to capacity every single day.

This naturally made quite a few people green with envy.

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy fall came from the second floor.

Then, someone shouted aloud:

"What is happening here?"

"Ah! Someone has been eaten to death by the Overlord's All-You-Can-Eat!"

Uproar instantly ensued. Everyone's expression changed drastically as they hurriedly dropped the teaspoons from their hands.

Sounds of vomiting broke out one after another, everyone terrified that they might be the next one lying lifeless on the floor.

He was already twenty-two years old this year. Yet that grievance, that expression, was identical to the sixteen-year-old youth I once knew.

A flash of pain and hatred crossed Madam Zhang’s lowered eyes, but on the surface, she merely knelt there with utter humility, not uttering a single word. The emperor’s executioner's blade had already been raised; what more could she say? Beg for mercy and spare her life?

Xing Conglian habitually pulled open the driver's side door, only to find Lin Chen standing right behind him. He spun the keys around his finger once and looked back at Lin Chen.

By this time, several of the students had already opened the door and fled outside. The remaining few brave ones stood near the wall, curious about what had happened here yet afraid of getting themselves involved.

Lady Xu let out a long sigh toward the heavens. Since she could not avenge her husband, she would rather draw her sword and take her own life than suffer humiliation at the hands of villains.

Li Cangyu kissed the other person, sat back down, and stared intently at the computer screen with a thoughtful expression.

"It's not really like that," Zhang Tao hurriedly explained. "It's just that Guide Chunyu has stronger abilities, and the commander appreciates him more. It's all for the sake of the mission..." As it turned out, explaining things only made it worse; the more he explained, the deeper the hole he dug. The sentinel immediately shut his mouth.

Therefore, even though Lady Zuo was confined within the Cold Palace and had fewer attending palace servants according to the rules, her food and clothing were never in short supply, and no one dared to provoke her.

At first, he also guessed that the sky could be seen from there, but after falling into a virtual world, he became certain that everything seen inside the black vortex was not real at all.

Yet those words merely flashed through his mind before being decisively and cleanly dismissed. His reason told him very clearly that he could not do such a thing.

This Chiyan Desert was boundless and vast, stretching as far as the eye could see. It was impossible to know its exact size; although it could not compare to the ocean, its overall scope was definitely much larger than the territory of any empire.

Zuo Lu’s expression shifted. With both palms missing their target and without the slightest hesitation, he flew straight toward Di Shuye’s direction.

Lance looked at the coconuts scattered all over the ground, then glanced at the withered coconut tree, a flash of inspiration sparking in his mind.

As for Mia’s hiding place, it was also carefully considered by Lance; even Jessica and Jeremy did not know where Lance had hidden her.

"That's right, this guy is definitely not from here, or else he's a time traveler!!" If Chen Shao had been around to hear the sun say this, he would have been utterly astonished—how on earth did this fellow figure out he was a time traveler?

He knew that even if Zhao Meng failed to kill him today, the Northern Sea Divine Lord would definitely make a move! He would never wait until the fifteenth of July again.

Seeing the red glow retreat in defeat, Bai Muyun was slightly stunned, as if he hadn't expected the previously ferocious entity to withdraw so easily.

All because this was the palace of the Azure Emperor of the East, his daily living and working quarters. Therefore, even if one used their heels to think, they could confirm that any statue standing here must have been crafted using the Azure Emperor of the East as a template.

At this moment, the Spirit Lord's mind couldn't quite process the turn of events. Things seemed somewhat different from what he had imagined—why was Qing Fenghan completely unharmed?

That person was startled, his sword vibrating as he leveraged the force to leap three feet away. The sturdy Phoebe nanmu round table shattered into countless pieces, and Fat Zhu, who had been slumped over it, hit the floor with a heavy thud.

"Xiangrou, why did you come out? And didn't I tell you not to possess other people's bodies?" Bai Shansi reached out, shoved away the palm of Suifeng—who was currently possessed and pressing me against his chest—and pulled Xiangrou, who was inside him, behind his back. "Also, how do you know him?" he asked, pointing at me.