Volume One, Chapter 31: Encountering a Kidnapper?

But after walking a few steps, Gu Xixi suddenly remembered the matter of the cufflinks, which she had forgotten after being interrupted by the two of them. She hurriedly turned back.

"Officer, are you telling stories here this late at night?" Zuo Ling smiled naturally, showing no sign of nervousness.

"As long as I know," Li Ye pressed her hand lightly on the table, offering her silent reassurance.

The main reason was that Liu Fan had always been too useless in the past, unable to do any job well, which made Luo Xiaoyuan very worried.

Luo Xiaoyuan barely paid Liu Fan any attention and went straight to bed. Liu Fan, feeling utterly insignificant, curled up at the edge of the big bed, but still somehow managed to displease Luo Xiaoyuan.

"I get it! But..." Wang Jin doubted the old man's words. In such situations, sugar-coating and exaggeration were common. Most of the time, marriage turned out to be completely different from what it seemed before.

The apartment door stood wide open, as if warmly welcoming her arrival. Zhou Zhinning climbed the steps, a subtle and inexplicable feeling rising in her heart. Somehow, she sensed something wasn't quite right.

At that critical moment between life and death, Gu Nanye suddenly lunged from the side, embracing Su Xia and forcing her back a few steps, just as the bullet found its mark in her back.

Watching Zuo Ling eating so earnestly, Li Ye truly couldn't see any trace of trouble on her face; she looked nothing like what Shen Jin had described yesterday.

He knew that once Xing was truly enraged, nothing could be salvaged—especially in full view of other citizens. Not even money given to the courts or the police could quell such an incident.

Even though she had heard Tan Yun's message earlier, she still couldn't believe Tan Yun would be so kind as to save her.

Such tactics were unheard of by these Japanese soldiers, and their formation was thrown into chaos. When they discovered their officer had been killed, they were left at a loss, unable to react for a moment.

Yet she also knew that Chu Junyue seemed to owe Princess Ning Le a favor, and sometimes, for the sake of a man's honor, he would show some mercy.

Fortunately, things had settled down for the time being; nothing out of the ordinary happened, and no one lost their life.

Though many people were dissatisfied, relying on the direct appointment from Xia Shang and his identity as the Young Master of the Flowing Cloud Sect, no one dared to voice their objections.

The water barrier protecting Matsushima Nanako and Aoi Tensho had already been burned halfway through by the flames in less than five minutes.

"Brother Chen, I've advanced!" After putting away her formation flag, Wan Duoduo hurried off the arena to Chen Yu's side, announcing her success.

With a flick of his toes, Qin Yun soared directly toward one of the nine mysterious glowing orbs; his target was the Pangu Axe, now refined into a top-grade chaos artifact.

However, just as Chu Tianyu adopted a nonchalant attitude, a new message column appeared on the screen in his mind.

It was the right decision—if they were caught by a supreme powerhouse, even their energy battleship could be destroyed.

The sharp blade light crashed against the wall of the house with a thunderous bang, carving out a crack several meters long before vanishing into the void.

Six legendary War Emperor-level experts were entangled, fighting in a chaotic melee, plunging the world into darkness.

Time ticked by, and as evening came, Nightblade still had not appeared. Many people began to lose patience and curse him in their hearts. Some hot-tempered cultivators even started swearing openly, threatening to leave.

Ying Si was stunned. He didn't know who this old man truly was, but judging by the middle-aged swordsman's etiquette, before Li Gan, who was of the ‘grandfather’ generation, the swordsman showed no respect at all—yet here, he performed a full kneeling salute.

There was still about a week's journey to their destination. This period was Yuan Xing's last chance to relax; once ashore, he would need to stay alert and give his all to complete the mission.

These people formed up, surrounding Yuan Xing, and slowly closed in on him. Clearly, they were wary of the aura he exuded and dared not act rashly.

Kenya was quite satisfied to see everyone fall silent at his presence. After a cold snort, he turned and left.

Although Paul didn’t consider himself incompetent—level six strength wasn’t weak—at this moment, he felt as if a colossal, unstoppable force was watching him. The sudden, inexplicable gaze made him feel a chill down his spine.

"But the Bureau of Temporal Management made a tremendous mistake. They didn’t even check before puncturing Earth’s time bubble."

"That’s why, to better adapt to interstellar travel and long-term life, the Celestial Court’s appearance can be altered at will. As long as there’s enough energy and the commander’s understanding of matter is sufficient, creating a planet is not impossible," Gao Shuai continued.

At twenty, he pondered the direction of his life, yet found no answer.

The Observer naturally wouldn’t show mercy just because Gao Shuai’s genes were similar; after all, the genetic binding of the Divine Power Module couldn’t be changed. However, Gao Shuai wasn’t sure what others would think—some might crudely equate him with the Observer.

Daogen sat on his unusually low, sturdy stool, swinging his big feet as he drank, paying no attention to the blueprint, which he tossed casually onto the stone table.

A stench assaulted Lin Shuo’s senses, but he showed no fear. His inner strength surged forth, and the Xuanlong Sword slashed out mightily.

Ma Zankui shifted his gaze from the corpse to the open safe, which was now completely empty. “Damn it—so they ran, and even killed someone!” Overcome with rage, Ma Zankui cursed aloud.

Now, even Housekeeper Wang thought that Xiang’er was truly obedient and sensible, unlike those two mischievous monkeys who only said outrageous things to tempt the young master. Remembering their talk about adding salt and catching ants and crickets to put in the bed, he glared at Huzi and Hei Wa in anger.

Gu Su of the Wild Plains hurriedly clutched the secret technique to his chest, crying out, “How can you take back something you’ve already given away?”

“Boss Zhang, you’re such a busy man. Of course I had to report promptly. No matter how busy I am, your matters come first,” Wang Xing joked in his usual cheeky manner.

Everyone entered the conference room in small groups, sitting down unhurriedly. Lan Zi served water to everyone, with Zhao Ziwei helping as well.

After hearing Tang Hai’s words, Wang Jingwei's brow furrowed even more deeply. Tang Hai sneered inwardly—if only you knew it was Xiao Shan who had me notify Xie Xiaofeng, I wonder how you’d thank me. At that moment, Nakamura Ichiro burst in, furious, and glared at Wang Jingwei.