Volume One, Chapter 172: Deliberately Making Things Difficult
Especially since there were always people around at any time and place. Su Ningxia struggled to steady her emotions and spoke to Qin Zhaochuan, “Could you not do this outside?”
They were married, so some closeness was natural, but the key was that this was a university. While college students were allowed to date, excessive intimacy was inappropriate and against the decorum expected.
If the mountain path were easy to traverse, they could have taken it, but unfortunately, the trail here was treacherous and rugged. Their hesitation to ascend was due to fear of danger.
“Who is the captain Deng Houfang from the special forces?” The commander of the reinforcements was a man in his forties, with a full beard covering his face.
This was what Mo Xiaosheng thought — the only reason Jin Yaqin had lost her temper. He guessed that Jin Yaqin suspected he might abandon her and flee alone, and her fear had bred resentment.
Because of this, the reckless acquisition by Changshuo Group sparked strong reactions among netizens, with many influential online figures voicing their opinions on the matter.
The bandit leader waved his hand and issued a direct order, apparently annoyed by Li Zhi’s excessive talk and sensing that Li lacked much faith power, so he couldn’t be bothered with further discussion.
One hundred thousand units were far from enough to satisfy market demand; even a million or three million units might not fill the entire market.
The muddy swamp bubbled and emitted black smoke, heated by the burning of the Nether Dark Flame beneath.
“Master, why not eliminate the troublesome figure directly? I can relieve you of this burden,” said a delicate figure draped in purple, descending gracefully from the ceiling and kneeling at the youth’s feet, gazing at him with admiration.
Li Zhi intended to spend a fortune on the ‘Interstellar Commerce Alliance’ platform, purchasing S-class gene modification products for Wang Ruihu and the other ‘generals’ to give them at least a physical edge.
Now, his strength had increased significantly. Though he didn’t have a perfectly clear understanding of the myriad worlds’ situation, he had heard bits and pieces and clearly understood his son’s predicament.
“If this duke is defeated, no rescue is needed; just run as far as you can,” Di Chongxiao added with a cheerful smile.
“A mere wandering immortal, why trouble yourself with me? In these three realms, I would be overwhelmed,” Haotian said coldly to Zuo Lishen.
Di Chongxiao’s head ached as he listened. Looking out the window, he realized these matters were beyond his expertise; he would need help.
Both turned simultaneously—one inward, the other outward—with tears glistening in the corners of their eyes, yet both exhaled in relief.
Zhou Tian’s sharp words, though pointed, were truthful. Many onlookers nodded slightly, understanding that the Xie family was deliberately provoking trouble. Seeing Zhou Tian and Zhou Linger appear, continuing to pick fights would only bring losses, so Xie Mai spoke those words to corner Zhou Tian.
In response to Xu Xiu’s attack, Mu Yi remained calm and immediately ordered the mental storm to mobilize. Following Mu Yi’s command, the mental storm sprang into action, roaring like thunder as it struck at Xu Xiu with lightning speed.
Xu Xiancheng said nothing—how could she? If she spoke, her mother might faint; she so disliked Chaoyu. Under her mother’s pressing questions, she winked at Wen Yukuo, drawing everyone’s attention to Wen Yukuo.
“Yue’er is giving birth; must she return to the Witch Clan?” Yan Canglan asked bluntly, not bothering with small talk with Liu Ruobai.
“Zi Ling, heal Qisha; I’ll handle Ouyang Jue,” I said loudly, issuing emergency orders to the priest Zi Ling. If we didn’t act swiftly, someone might die at any moment.
Only five heads remained—five lives. The Ghost Car had no choice but to find a way to contend with the Li brothers.