Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Women's Tea Garden

Bad news travels fast.

An accident at the docks, and every household knew about it.

"At the Xiao family docks, all these trackers answered collectively to the Xiao clan, and the operations were essentially handled by Sixth Master Xiao."

Zhao Minghua had come to urge for the pastries, wondering when his teahouse would finally have some to serve. Naturally, the conversation drifted to the hot topic of the moment: the major incident at the docks.

"So, will these trackers receive any compensation?"

When the pillar of a household was gone, it truly—

However, compared to the mere act of breathing, Uchiha Kohaku's expression had already grown utterly grim, a fierce rage rapidly brewing within his eyes.

Senis's expression slowly turned unsightly. His previous words had possessed a certain persuasiveness, but now they appeared exceedingly ridiculous.

A figure covered in bloody wounds lay wretchedly on the ground, eyes tightly closed, seemingly having lost consciousness.

"We still need to find a chance to visit the village. After all, we need a source of information; otherwise, we have no idea where Tieniu even is," said Ye Ziao.

Females were scarce on the Barren Continent. Even though an ugly female would still have no trouble finding a husband, those who managed to become protagonists—whether in terms of appearance, physique, or 'capital'—were never too far below par.

The moment she swallowed it, her throat and stomach burned as if ablaze, yet Su Mei remained silent, continuing to eat.

Summi fetched some ice cubes, telling him to hold them in his mouth first, then went to the refrigerator for a drink, pouring it for him cup after cup.

The Crocodile Dragon slowly uncoiled its massive, coiled body, revealing the Slave-Branded Zombie it had been tightly guarding. The zombie looked at Yining with an incomparably radiant smile, its words brimming with the smug complacency of someone who held victory firmly in hand.

Resurrection potential value of twenty? That is quite a lot. Even if it is a failing grade, it is still exceptionally high compared to the rest.

Days passed by in this manner, and Qiu Jihan came by every single time, day after day. Even though Tong'er loathed him from the bottom of her heart, this fellow always managed to flash an indifferent smile.

Nangong Ningyue and Huang Jian stood upon the high platform, watching the disciples drill below, murmuring quietly to each other as they conferred.

Seeing this, Chen Feng and the others bowed slightly. Then, as Tian Cang leaped into the air, they followed suit, soaring out toward the massive breach.

"I've also noticed that you've grown a bit dependent on me. That's not a good sign; we have no future together," I laid it out bluntly. "If you're willing to go on like this with me, I'm happy to play along. But if you want to take things further, forget about it. I know the difference between a wife at home and a mistress on the side."

This was an invincible momentum. Although it had not yet formed a domain, it was already terrifying enough. When facing an enemy, one gained the advantage of favorable timing and geographical position right from the very first strike.

Listening to Prince William's endless stream of "nos," Bai Duanliu and Xu Moyang exchanged a smile. Without needing to ask, they naturally knew that this Prince William was hardly a man of iron spine.

A few minutes later, two cars suddenly roared down the street in front of the bar and slammed to a halt right at the entrance.

Beneath the leather jacket, besides a thick mat of chest hair on his chest, one could clearly see that both of these burly Russian men had two black axes tattooed on the right side of their chests, crossed over one another.

However, Gaofei truly did have a chance to become a Universe Monarch, and that was to follow Zhuxing into the invading universe. That Universe Monarch was injured and hiding within the universe. If he accompanied Zhuxing to the Monarch's palace and seized the opportunity, he could find the power of the Universe Monarch and swallow it directly.

"Fine, fine, fine! You two work well together! I'll leave, then!" Mingyou pouted. Compared to Yan Jicheng, her speed in slaying wandering souls was simply too slow. Acknowledging this fact, she no longer lingered and obediently fled toward the passage entrance.

He could clearly see that by the end of the fight, Haitian certainly wouldn't be a match for him and would exhaust every last ounce of his strength.