Volume 1, Chapter 66: Their Respective Secrets

That person burst into hearty laughter, the sound carrying far into the distance, though their location was in the most secluded courtyard of the imperial palace, entirely unheard by the patrolling guards.

The elderly monk exerted his internal energy and sprinted toward the mountain gate. Concerned for his eighteen martial artists, Xiao Feng exchanged a quick word with his father and rushed toward the gate as well, while the others followed to see what was happening.

Ji Yubin decided to visit an internet café to check if there were any missing person notices for him. If he had indeed gone missing, his family should be trying to find him somehow. However, if he were truly entirely alone in this world, that would be another matter entirely. Regardless, he had to go and check first.

The Marquis in Cyan was certainly calculating shrewdly. The academy was close to him, and Xiao Manyu was right there inside it; even if something were to happen, there was no way he could just ignore it.

With a gentle turn of the burning oil lamp affixed to the wall, a resounding crash echoed through the space. That section of the wall suddenly swung open, and the group followed Wang Peng as he strode right inside, after which the wall seamlessly sealed shut once more.

With those words, a flash of cold light gleamed in the old man's hand. An iron sword shot forth, landing precisely at Qiu Ze's feet and carrying him back toward the old man's side.

Her sudden appearance startled the horses pulling the carriage, causing her head to slam against the carriage interior with a loud thud, and she instantly lost consciousness.

"This is far too simple; you'll see even stranger and more bizarre moves in the future. Let me fill you in now so you won't be startled later on." Qin Zhijie had already thrown his arm familiarly around Jian Yan's shoulders. Since both were point guards, they had plenty to talk about.

Xiao Chen frowned, suddenly realizing that the great calamity was likely far more terrifying than he had ever imagined.

If one could not produce anything compelling enough to move the other party's heart, would they hesitate for even a moment to reveal the whereabouts of that jade pendant, only to turn right around and break their promise?

Yu Qingmei watched the dim look of desolation in his eyes, her gaze then shifting toward Wang Liya as her voice turned somewhat chilly.

"Killing miniature zombies to seize the white crystals both strengthens one's own power and eliminates a terrifying enemy—why not do it?" Once this thought flashed through his mind, it could no longer be suppressed.

When I woke up, Lu Liangjing was sitting on the sofa cracking melon seeds, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the television. The crisp clicking sound of melon seed shells echoed continuously throughout the room. I looked at her in a daze, and the moment I shifted slightly, I felt an intense soreness all over my body, as if I had been swarmed and beaten by a mob.

Among them, there were quite a few bottles of fine liquor and cartons of quality cigarettes, though because these items were exceptionally precious, they were only brought out to celebrate major victories.

By the scorching noon of this third day, under the blazing sun, we finally ushered in some new developments.

Zhou Zhenkun's face turned from green to pale and back to green again. The moment the elevator doors opened, he lunged out eagerly. Gripping the trash can by the office entrance, Zhou Zhenkun began to retch violently.

That night, Qiao Jinping had not yet finished work. I sat in the room watching television, feeling deeply unsettled in my heart. Remembering the words my mother-in-law had spoken earlier, I couldn't stop worrying about whether Qiao Jingnan would be affected by this matter. How was he doing right now? Did he even know that such a massive event had occurred here?

Instead, the moment I grabbed her wrist, she leaned her entire body forward, pressing flush against my chest with an alluring smile.

That bonfire burned fiercely. Suddenly, a sharp crack rang out from the center of the flames, and embers mixed with ash drifted upward along the smoke for a few seconds before instantly vanishing into nothingness, much like fleeting fireworks.

Hearing these words, the crowd immediately began to whisper among themselves in heated discussion. Perhaps in the past several decades, or even centuries of history, no one had ever uttered such words, nor had any clan leader ever spoken in such a manner.

Wu Cheng grew even more furious and retorted, "How would I even know any thieves! You are simply thieves crying 'stop thief'!" Choking back a surge of stifled rage in his chest, he refused to utter another word.

Well, I have strayed rather far from the point. To return to the matter at hand: when Su Jun felt that enough time had passed, he too stepped into the bedroom, only to witness a scene he really ought not to have seen.

Teacher Bai's display of consummate gentlemanly manners was a rare sight indeed. If the foreign teacher hadn't been standing nearby, Lan Yu would surely have teased Teacher Bai relentlessly for a good long while.

After reveling in a brief moment of secret satisfaction, Su Jun had already formulated a plan for how to handle similar situations should they arise in the future, before his thoughts drifted back to Elder Yi.

That afternoon, overcast clouds loomed heavily as Qian Mengyu and the rest of the group arrived at a salt station, known as a lodging station, which was likely established specifically to serve salt-porters. Situated somewhere within the present-day Daozhen County of Guizhou, the travelers settled in for the stay.

The Eighth Young Master, Ba Yuan'an, maintained that they must take advantage of the absence of Qu Rong, the commander-in-chief of the Chu army, to launch a counter-offensive at the gorge entrance.

"What is it?" Angela looked at Adair with eyes full of hopeful expectation, desperately wishing she could help her resolve her inability to cast spells.

"How utterly annoying! If I don't thoroughly explore every nook and cranny of this place today, I'm not going back!" Pushed to her wits' end, Su Jun could only vent all her lingering frustration upon this labyrinth.

If the choice was being offered to Ye Zhen, why hadn't anyone mentioned from the very beginning that there was a branch in Fuzhou as well? What was the point of telling Ye Zhen to go to Qida? This wasn't some child's play! Since when was choosing customer service roles this casual?

"Work is done; it's time to study." Elamu stretched lazily, returned to his room, and booted up a computer of an unidentifiable, ancient model. Chu Yun had used this very machine yesterday, and in his estimation, it lagged worse than anything imaginable. He truly had no idea how Elamu managed to tolerate using it.