39 The Master has two boyfriends!

Ye Ruxuan was rendered speechless. Unable to find an excuse, she spat out another curse. Bai Yuxiu slammed the table heavily, startling everyone in the room.

The Scorpion Emperor’s Shield shimmered with a faint, toxic glow, seemingly imbued with a mysterious power—fitting for an artifact forged from the molted shell of the Venerable Poison Scorpion himself.

Just as the defenses of Fuzhou Town began to show signs of improvement, Xu Peiming led his infantry in a charge. They seemed completely unaffected by the formation spell, perhaps possessing some means to neutralize its radiated energy.

Sensing the sudden, surging killing intent from Yuan Qing, Mu Chen quickly wove his Fire Lotus into an offensive formation. It descended upon Yuan Qing like a net blotting out the moon.

If they were to act now and lose, and then be punished by the Mystery Bureau, it would be the end of them! Never mind the mission to the Jing Family Village; the entire Dragon Clan might suffer the consequences.

However, Wu Batian was the patriarch of the Wu family. With just a single message, a powerful expert at the eighth level of the God Emperor realm descended upon the scene.

Next, a series of treasures related to the immortals appeared one after another, causing the starlight within the illusionary space to flicker incessantly. This left many of the royal clans feeling a strange sense of relief, yet simultaneously uneasy, as if an invisible, heavy stone had been placed upon their heads.

Startled, the man with the broadsword stared at Yi Xiaoyao, clearly not expecting his attack to be so easily parried by someone at the half-step Life and Death realm.

"I'm home. I'm tired. Going to sleep. Leave a message if you need me." Aoxue sent the text to Xu Huinan and tossed her phone aside.

"It’s all my fault. I’m just a failure who ruins everything I touch. I have power, yet I can’t protect those around me. I’m a damn coward."

***

Alkmaar’s first league match would be against the newly promoted Sparta Rotterdam. In Kai Sa’s memory, Alkmaar had won their opening game by three goals, looking unstoppable.

Tomorrow night, once this work is unveiled, the struggle between Ka’angsi and Xingnaier’s designs will become the hottest topic. The decision to make the cuffs of this piece wide was specifically intended to evoke the fresh, ethereal aesthetic of "Threads of Green Silk." Anyone with an eye for fashion will spot the similarities in the technique.

On June 29th, the school held its final exams. It was a hot day, and Zhao Hui, wearing a pale purple dress, went to school happily to take the test. The questions weren't too hard, and Zhao Hui felt she had done quite well.

My eyes were fixed on the approaching meteorite, and the corners of my mouth curled upward slightly. Since the opponent had sent me a gift, I had to return the favor with a grand gesture; otherwise, it would seem stingy of me.

Yan Le quietly finished his business and returned to Private Room No. 6 on the fourth floor with an oblivious Zhuo Weiming. Zhuo told the waiter to serve the originally ordered dishes first, and then the seafood later, while they ate and waited.

I took a deep breath and turned my gaze back to the computer screen, a look of contemptuous scorn on my face.

Yan Le thought to himself that these two must be Second Tiger and Third Tiger. It seemed the chubby one was Second Tiger and the thin one was Third Tiger. Both were mid-stage Ming Jin martial artists, just like Big Tiger and Fourth Tiger, and were trusted subordinates of Ning Zunhu. Where were they going? Did they have business to attend to? Following them might reveal some secrets.

She urged him on. At such a moment, when things were so pleasurable, to have it stop so abruptly, leaving her hanging, was truly infuriating.

"Alright, I was just teasing you. It’s a colleague of mine. They said the organization has issued orders for me to go to Mount Jiuyin tomorrow to investigate rumors of vampires," Ling Feifei said with a giggle.

"Understood." The shadow nodded without a moment's hesitation, its body moving as it escaped.

The large electronic screen at the banquet displayed the latest commercial for Li Xue’er’s new jewelry collection. In the ad, Li Xue’er was both talented and beautiful, drawing admiration and applause from the crowd.

"Good heavens, is this person a lunatic?" Qi Bin thought to himself. He hoped he hadn't run into a mental patient; after all, it wasn't a crime for a madman to kill.

***

Afterward, Lin Yu selected one of the cakes and requested the shop to rush the order, insisting it be finished before three o'clock in the afternoon.

It had long been rumored across the Imperial Capital that Jun Zilin was no longer foolish. However, people like Zhang Ranshui had only heard the rumors but had never seen it for themselves.

Once the clear sound of a door closing echoed from upstairs, Yan Luo’s eyes turned sharp, and she asked Mu Tingxiao with a stern expression.

She had assumed the person was merely a figment of Yun Simi’s imagination, but before Yun could go looking, the man had shown up on his own accord.

"In fact, there is a more urgent matter that requires your assistance," Dapnuo said, trying to sound as sincere as possible. It was already difficult enough for him to stay in this room filled with such strange odors.

Su Nan knew that Huang Zong was not an expert in this area, and his own plate was already full. He turned to look at Jin Shi, whose brow was furrowed as if he were deeply calculating the gains and losses. Su Nan dared not interrupt, fearing his own considerations might be incomplete; Jin Shi had been in business for many years and was certainly no pushover.

The next morning, Chuncao was woken up by Lu Ziqi. The sun was already high in the sky. During her time at home, she had become incredibly lazy, pampered by Lu Ziqi, who got up every morning to cook and let her sleep in. Chuncao pulled the covers over her head, continuing her habit of sleeping late.

Wang Hou muttered, "Good luck, it’s Zhang Facai," and continued toward the door. Liu Hanyan shouted, "Give us back the cards!" She rose and chased after him. A moment later, muffled sounds came from outside. Zhou Qingzhu stood up to check, but Li Zhixian grabbed her and pulled her back down.

"That settles it, so why the long faces? If you like them, take these pastries away and share them among yourselves," Chu Lian said with a smile.

Once Meng Qi and the others joined forces with the disciples of the Haoran Sect and Nan Junyi, the situation changed immediately. However, in terms of sheer numbers, Meng Qi’s side was still at a disadvantage.