Chapter 47 Slapping the Scumbag in the Face

Lu Qianjin snatched the identification document right out of Meng Heping's hand, flipped through it perfunctorily, and scoffed mockingly, "A worthless piece of identification, and you expect this to prove who you are?"

With that, Lu Qianjin tore the document apart with his bare hands, threw it onto the ground, and ground it ruthlessly under his heel.

Gazing at Lu Qianjin with deep, unfathomable eyes, Meng Heping straightened his expression and commanded sternly to the members of the investigation team not far away, "Bring Lu Weihua here to see me."

"Yes, Team Leader Meng."

Seeing this, Gu Siyuan looked over at Meng Heping.

How could this young man possibly be this powerful! Qi Xiang trembled with excitement; how fortunate the Water Cloud Sect was to cross paths with such an immortal figure.

God-tier magic treasures were divided into nine grades, and Yuan Zhi's flying ship was clearly superior to the opponent's by more than a single tier. Within just a few breaths, Yuan Zhi closed the distance, and the Purple Scaled Divine Spear erupted outward with a booming roar.

Moxie stared at the pacing figure. He had never expected to run into Chixiao; this fellow seemed terribly unlucky, living a life far more pathetic than his own. Sigh! Why on earth didn't the young master just finish him off with a single blade strike?

"Why would you do such a thing? Don't you know that losing a wisp of your lingering consciousness will affect your future cultivation?" Ling Yingzi screamed like a madman.

Yet Lin Yu's actions left everyone utterly stunned. What was he doing? Why wrap a chicken in mud? Would anyone actually eat such a dish served at a dining table?

"I believe that true coincidences are exceedingly rare in this world. The vast majority of things have their own causes, processes, and results." With a hint of lingering emotion, Kingpin began his "speech." He suddenly realized that ever since Wesley had been arrested, it had been a very long time since he had spoken his mind so freely like this.

Crack! A thick snake tail whipped through the air, lashing toward Jinyao's serpentine sword. Clang! Snap! Sparks flew as two golden figures were driven back. Fu Kuang was also forced back several steps, crashing heavily against the bluestone.

Another bout of awkward silence ensued, leaving the bedroom utterly quiet, which made the sounds from outside exceptionally clear—especially the roaring voice of Nishinomiki's father.

As the Bull Demon King swung his steel fork downward, Bai Jingjing and Chun Shiniang moved in a flash. With a sweep of their hands, their respective weapons materialized instantly in their grips, just in time to block the massive steel fork before it could strike Lin Yu.

The chairman proposed a fair competition, where various school clubs would speak through their strength, and as for the venue, it would be the school auditorium.

As for that bearded man, he felt as though he had kicked a solid piece of hard stone; his leg ached unbearably and was nearly paralyzed.

At this moment, within the imperial palace of the Brilliant Capital, an aura of grim solemnity permeated the air, and every guard was patrolling with their alertness raised to the twelfth degree. The defense level of the imperial palace had long since been elevated to the absolute maximum.

Now that the location of the Dragon Hall's headquarters had been found, it was time to let these fellows witness his true capabilities.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Tao Qingtong stood frozen for a moment. Then, with her mind in absolute turmoil, she walked to Ye Feng's side. Yet once she reached him, she found that every single word she had intended to say suddenly vanished, leaving her entirely speechless.

Man Dali naturally recognized Ye Nanayi. He had not expected to encounter her again today, but her cultivation realm was no longer what it used to be; her appearance posed a massive and unpredictable variable.

Due to the great commotion earlier, although the government soldiers had returned, most of the people in the city still kept their doors and windows tightly shut, not daring to step outside. Only a few bold individuals wandered the streets.

Seeing the sorrow in Chu Nian's eyes, Pei Youyou pressed her lips together. She had never imagined that Chu Nian shared such deep ties with Ye Nanayi.

She had wanted to say, "I like you too." But for some reason, when the words reached her lips, she found herself completely unable to voice them. Instead, she blurted out, "Since when did you like me? You are my master after all; aren't you afraid of what others will say about us?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, a faint flush bloomed across Tao Qingtong's fair cheeks, and the tips of her ears turned instantly crimson, as if they might drip blood at any second.