Volume 1, Chapter 64: I'm Being Aggressive, So What?

"Well now, respected boss! Let's find somewhere else to discuss this in detail." The red-haired man blinked his slit-like eyes, his flesh-bound face twitching with an indescribably lewd and obscene expression.

More than half of the room had collapsed, leaving a horrifying scene of broken walls and shattered masonry where debris occasionally tumbled down with a clatter. Screams reached Zheng Yubai's ears, likely from the people holding a party downstairs who had been startled.

Gong Wu rolled her eyes, momentarily speechless. It seemed that, just as the Duke had said, she couldn't simply refund the money directly; she had to think of another way.

Wei Zhaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, yet simultaneously felt a sense of anxiety and loss, worrying that her poor aptitude would make her a laughingstock and that she wouldn't survive in the Azure Glow Sect in the future.

Gong Wu lowered her hand, in the middle of stuffing a cake into her mouth, and her gaze froze the moment it landed on the person stepping out of that carriage.

"Do you two alms-givers not notice the peculiar nature of this powder? Furthermore, a heavy demonic aura permeates this place. This poor monk surmises that this is a monster's lair." Having said that, Monk Shie stirred his broadsword back and forth through the white powder.

Yet now that things had reached this point, Wang Ke had to fulfill the promise he had made. Wang Ke was not one to go back on his word; whatever he said was set in stone like a nail in wood, and he would definitely honor it.

What? Plead on her behalf? Get Mist to enter the water sooner? So bold! Wanda nodded his large head gratefully toward Alan, scampering off happily on his way.

Mu Qingxuan grew anxious, the full might of a sixth-tier expert erupting outward and stirring up a fierce gale that swept up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground. The pressure of a sixth-tier expert was too much even for Biluo, who was only at the fifth tier. She was forced back several steps before barely managing to steady herself, abruptly spitting out a mouthful of blood as the spiritual power within her body was completely thrown into chaos.

Throughout these days, although she had rejected him, she had never accepted Tang Yexi either. Even though she claimed to have fallen in love with Tang Yexi, he knew she had not truly forgiven him.

Glancing at Jiang Kang, Guo Bijie felt somewhat curious. Neither his attire, his equipment, nor his demeanor suggested he was traveling.

A sound like thunder pierced the void. A Zhan stumbled heavily, falling behind, but slowly climbed back up. He did not pursue further, merely staying rooted to the spot and gazing at the direction where the carriage had departed.

As for her eldest brother, that would be easy to handle. Even if Cheng Yibun didn't look favorably upon her and Tang Yexi, she knew her brother would respect her choice.

Liu Chen turned his head, just about to say something, when he suddenly heard the loud and clear cry of an infant coming from inside.

He felt fortunate that he had managed to escape unscathed this time and leave within the time limit set by Cheng Yihai.

Dragged into the opponent's law domain, the Black Heavenly Dog felt not the slightest panic. Already a seasoned Taiyi Golden Immortal, he had slain countless peers of the same rank and naturally possessed the corresponding confidence.

Seeing Yin kissing Cheng Yibun with such intimacy, he almost dropped the flowers and fruit in his hands. Feeling a sharp pang in his heart, he turned and hurried away with quick strides.

Sharp arrows shot from the wide windows of the four high towers, piercing the leather armor of the Muller tribe and running through their bodies. Fearing he might be struck, Gangba hastily ordered his men to retreat half a mile.

"Alright, I understand." Wu Qian nodded. Chen Yiyen at the back door stroked his chin, a somewhat playful expression on his face.

However, I understand that saying these things now seems too late; she would certainly find it hard to accept this truth all at once. Perhaps as time passed, she would gradually forget about me. To me, everything was merely a beautiful dream.

These four brothers quietly accompanied Lin Ying without speaking, simply staying here in the quiet stillness, guarding Lin Ying... guarding through the entire night.

"It seems what the old man at the inn said was completely true." Yin Ling recalled the words of the old man at the inn, then looked at the corpses surrounding her and could not help but shake her head.

Hearing his dad steer the topic back to the aroma of the wine once again, Lin Feng nodded affirmatively toward Lin Chuanzhi.

Lin Tian swept his gaze across the sea of solemn bronze statues ahead, took a deep breath, lifted his head, and walked forward to meet them.

On the stage, Lin Ying assumed a pretentious posture, speaking rather arrogantly to the sinister-looking man.

Right at that moment, several extremely repulsive sounds rang out, causing a deep sense of astonishment and completely unexpected events to unfold.

If he truly made a move, no one would likely be able to contend with him. Li Si, on the other hand, let out a long breath of relief, his eyes carrying a hint of brilliance.

"Ah!" Luo Luoyan let out a sharp cry of pain, and the next moment felt herself plummeting into a bottomless abyss, falling silent thereafter.

When the punch landed solidly on Duan Fei's body, I did not hesitate further, immediately unleashing a double strike, a triple strike, and then a quadruple strike.

That very evening, at the temporary relief shelter, Shi Lei developed a high fever, becoming delirious before starting to talk nonsense. By noon the next day, right as his fever broke, his mother chased him away, telling him to hurry back to Beijing and that family matters were no longer his concern.

As I was practicing my forms there, the old man wore a gloomy expression. Suddenly, he charged silently toward me, a long sword gleaming with a cold light appearing in his hand from nowhere, slashing directly at my throat.