Chapter 61: Don’t Show Off Your Skills in Front of Me (Second Update)

Everyone looked at Ying Shu and Qiu Chishan.

Qiu Chishan had awakened his superpower at the age of two.

In the Qiu family, he was cherished like a prodigy. No one had the heart to scold or beat him, and everything always went his way. Having grown up amidst endless praise, he had developed a proud and arrogant disposition.

Having never experienced any setbacks in his life, he was suddenly forced to his knees and bullied. Unable to accept the sudden blow, he burst into tears with a wail.

"Second brother, she is bullying me."

The creature emitted a shimmering, faint glow that broadly covered the spacious room. Marlan could barely discern that some of its shifting contours resembled wings, but beyond that, it was utterly unique and alien, and quite possibly the most beautiful sight she had ever beheld.

After the rehearsal ended, the four of them rented a recording studio for the afternoon and continued practicing inside.

"Of course I have no doubt about that, but my dear Xal'atath, think carefully—don't you want your revenge?" A smile still lingered on Jon's face.

Tang Sheng simply could not stand Chen Shuntian's gaze, so she shoved the black stone directly into his hand. Deep down, she had completely dismissed the notion of getting close to Chen Shuntian.

Jon secretly opened his interface to take a look, and sure enough, his reputation standing with the Kirin Tor had changed from neutral to friendly. It seemed this trip had been somewhat helpful after all.

One of the orcs rushed back to Durnholde Keep, and ten minutes later, he returned with a completely black orc wielding a giant axe. The knight could sense an aura of death emanating from him.

"Ah! What a pity, though..." The skeleton couldn't help but tease Yi Mengxian when he saw her current appearance, deliberately letting out a long sigh.

Wontons have many names in China; in the Shu region, they are called chaosheng. In the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Guangdong areas, they are known as wontons, and they are also called baomian, bianrou, baozi, qingtang, or ququ.

"Because before I see her, I must first cleanse my sins!" Jon gently patted the warhorse beneath him, the gentlest mare in the entire town, which had previously been given to him by Mayor Redpath.

"What nonsense! Pied-de-Poule is my precious baby! Who on earth throws their own son outside?" Hearing this, Wujing immediately flew into a rage and reached out to snatch the jerboa from Doctor Kang's hands.

Thinking back to the events of his youth, Lei Chen couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing. The villagers had once given him a nickname: the scourge of Lei Family Village, a moniker that had most likely been started by Aunt Lei in the very beginning.

Now it seemed that the power of lightning was acting somewhat like a tonic for the milky-white spiritual energy, and a sudden flash of understanding dawned upon Lei Chen's heart.

To let so many innocent commoners lose their lives merely for one's own selfish desires was simply unforgivable.

Before anyone knew when he had done it, Lu You had actually put away the demon-binding rope. What presented itself before Qin Yurou's eyes was a pair of palms burning with fierce, raging flames.

Crack! The ice on the toad's back shattered under the fierce strikes, scattering in all directions like a shower of hail. It looked both spectacular and intensely tragic, as the icy shards were mingled with the toad's blood.

"Heng, don't worry, I'm fine. Just remember not to show your face; once they catch you, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the entire Qin Village will likely face a catastrophe." She took the hat from Heng's hands and offered her earnest advice.

Furthermore, from the doctor's words, Lei Chen could sense that they weren't entirely confident.

Originally, he had no desire to contend with Young Master Gongyang, but this ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus was far too important to him. Whether his soul realm could make a breakthrough depended entirely on this snow lotus. It would be stranger than anything if he didn't go all out for a benefit that was within arm's reach.

"My husband's analysis is profound and spot-on, and I feel the same way. Don't you think so, Gaoran?" Liu Haiyan hurriedly chimed in.

In the span of a breath, massive snow apes closed in from a distance, completely surrounding the three of them.

He was dressed in the purplish-red court attire that he rarely wore on ordinary days. It seemed he had just come out from the palace; walking all the way here made him look a little less demonic than usual, and added a commanding and intimidating aura to his presence.