Chapter 44: Establishing Cooperation

Upon arrival, the servant welcoming guests at the entrance heard Huang Yan's name and immediately rushed inside to announce it. The steward of the Xiahou estate personally came out to welcome him in.

"After exerting their utmost effort to help me escape, they became completely trapped in heavy encirclement!" Piao Wuji replied with a feigned look of embarrassment. Of course, his previous rambling had actually been intentional.

"Whether it can be called a 'formation' or not, won't we know after trying it out?" the head of the Tang Sect retorted dismissively.

Only a madman would smash the concrete at a crossroads, burying his own photograph, a cat's bones, and soil from a graveyard to pray for the devil to open a fifth path beyond the north, south, east, and west. And after successfully making a deal with the devil, I graduated from a madman into a frantic monster.

At this moment, in Jiang Yan's eyes, the image of Ye Tian as her counselor was immensely towering. All of this was beyond his own expectations; in his view, he had merely fulfilled his responsibility as a teacher.

A Ban buried her head between her knees like an injured ostrich; she had no way to resist me.

After all, this concerned the honor and dignity of the entire Eastern martial arts community, so many people chimed in with agreement.

"Rest assured about this! This deity's word is as weighty as a tripod!" the Fire Qilin replied with a solemn oath.

Yet, could someone as romantic and charming as Elder Zhu before her ever take a fancy to someone like her? At this thought, Marta for the first time harbored the notion of dressing up and applying makeup, a thought that startled even herself when it arose.

Freedom City was the second most chaotic town, with a population of tens of millions and various factions deeply rooted within it. Even Emperor Charles's orders could rarely be thoroughly enforced there.

Her tears ultimately could not be held back, falling in rustling patters. She sobbed and reached out to wipe them away, only to leave her hands soaked in vain.

Yang Dajun glanced sideways at Lu Jianguo. Based on his years of experience, he felt that Lu Jianguo was a quite reliable person, sincere in character and free of any deceitful or crooked ways.

This was what Bai Xiuning had brought out from that private soldier base, and now he had given all of it to Feng Qingkuang.

Du Yun's eyes twitched wildly. I beg you ghost brothers and ghost sisters, have you never seen a living person before? Is there any need to be this excited?

On the street not far downstairs, the harsh sound of cars braking abruptly would occasionally echo through the air. It sounded very piercing, yet felt so distant, as if it existed in another dimension altogether.

They neither wanted to be criticized by others nor wanted to take crooked paths to seek benefits for themselves. Weren't they afraid of what things would look like when their deeds were exposed one day?

Manager Du had decent looks, which was why when he harbored those thoughts and acted improperly, she half-heartedly yielded to him.

In the dark, Xingyu could not see Tayu's expression with her naked eyes, but she saw the outline of her sitting posture, which was filled with sorrow and anxiety.

Seeing this, Song Yuyan's gaze tightened, her hands instantly clenching into fists, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with grief as tears streamed down continuously.

Jiaqi: A character based on a certain classmate, incorporating almost no new elements, perfectly reflecting that classmate's personality and actions. Because he possesses no special abilities up to this point, this classmate whines every day demanding that abilities be added to him.

Yama naturally refused to let her go, telling Aunt Meng that her husband had been ground into dust. Upon hearing this, Aunt Meng burst into bitter wailing, tears of blood falling from her eyes as she confessed the whole truth. She said that she was the one who had cast a curse on this scholar, leading him to his subsequent irredeemable destruction, and feeling that life was worse than death, she sought to take her own life.

Xu Chu missed with a single slash and flew into a furious rage, cursing aloud, "Rebel general, watch your grandpa Xu capture you!" When Li Jue turned around and saw that the newcomer was Xu Chu, he turned pale with fright, thinking to himself that this fellow fought to a standstill with Lü Bu—could he possibly survive in his hands?

That Ye Xueshen was dashing in appearance and also the president of the Ye Corporation; he had both wealth and looks, making him a formidable rival that could not be underestimated for Brother Muyan.

Pan Chen slightly bent his knees, his shoes scraping fiercely against the ground with a swishing sound. His figure shot forward like lightning toward Billy, naturally knowing what was most needed when fighting a martial artist like Billy.

To help the Gu family weather the storm, she had no choice but to choose to marry Ye Xueshen in order to secure the Ye family's financial support.

Thinking of this, Su Jinghui could not help but smile, though she did not show it on her face. She even blinked, covering up that fleeting brilliance, and then looked at him with an expression that said, "I have something to say."

The demonic wasps flew close. I swung my sword edge, lifting my hand to unleash a Whirlwind Slash, and the whirlwind-like blade traced a graceful curve in the air.

These words, which she had previously only dared to bury deep within her heart, were forced out one by one under her distress.

With that, he strode toward the car without a trace of hesitation, and the car slowly drove away the moment he sat inside.

Yuxin endured the intense numbness on his tongue, stubbornly swallowing the rest of the flatbread in his mouth. In an instant—right at that very instant—a nauseating bitterness, as if he had plunged into an endless purgatory, rushed straight to his head, giving Yuxin a sudden impulse to wish for death.

At this moment, Wang Ze suddenly reached out, grabbed his senior sister's arm, and pressed her hand against his face, rubbing it affectionately.

As for this Ningxiang Tower, thirty years had passed; an entire marquis estate had been frozen in time, yet the Ningxiang Tower still remained.

In truth, if not for the Poison Daoist, Chu Feng himself would never have believed that the celestial Dao arena he saw in his dream would appear in such an unlikely place.

He discovered that Wang Xiao and Wang Kaiju were currently seated in a luxury section inside the Mighty Arena, not far from the life-and-death stage, staring intently at Chu Tian, who had just appeared on the stage.

Those ninjas had all been forced onto the path of killing by the tyrannical might of the Almighty. They also feared failing their missions or losing their lives while carrying them out.