Volume 1, Chapter 31: A Woman's Identity, Nearly Exposed

Why involve yourself for her sake?
By evening, before the palace gates were locked, she would still return to the prince's manor and to Liang Jiang.
Cheng Buyun and the City Lord of Chaos exchanged a glance and nodded in unison. The former flipped his hand, and that ash-colored Axe of Destruction fell freely, crashing directly into the floor of the palace.
Although she had changed her hair to a mass of yellow, slightly curled locks cascading over her fragrant shoulders, and wore fiery red lipstick, a pair of sunglasses hid her naturally cold eyes.
Han Qi looked over the final investigation results. The rebels had not taken this opportunity to flee but had instead concentrated in Baozhou. While this was the best outcome for suppressing the rebellion—as it meant they would not spread to the surrounding areas—it also meant that mounting a pincer attack would come at a much higher cost.
After leaving the hotel, the Star-level 9 member headed toward the port. Ignoring the puzzled looks from the port attendants, he boarded a spacecraft and flew back to where his E1-class ship was docked.
Zhang Yi did not even bother with his machine gun; he aimed directly with his rifle. Bang, bang, bang—three shots rang out in quick succession, killing two and wounding one. The Japanese soldiers were only two hundred and fifty meters away—far too close.
Once Wan Linglong explained it this way, Xun Mengqi immediately understood: this bridegroom was also a treasure hunter! But he clearly had money to burn and was incredibly bored; was he so afraid that others might not know he was one of the treasure hunters?
William spoke to Ulaka for a long time, and only after she had fallen asleep did he slowly rise and depart.
In a night battle, the greatest fear is exposing your position; this was Zhang Yi’s dogma. As far as he was concerned, if your firing efficiency was low, you could waste all the ammunition you wanted.
"I'm fine with whatever; it's up to you." Changge spread his hands with a helpless expression. "Just don't pin the blame on me if something goes wrong," he joked.
"So, Charlotte, could you help Brother Spade open a socket on a piece of equipment?" Although Spade knew Charlotte could never refuse him, he still asked nonetheless.
"You are with Chen Lifen every day; you are husband and wife. When the mood struck you, did you never touch her?" Lan Yuyang gently pushed Zhao Bingnan away and sat down on the sofa.
Li Wan was at the middle stage of the God Emperor realm, far stronger than Li Hongxiu, so she naturally had no issues at all. However, to better mimic the persona of someone at the peak of the God King realm, she deliberately feigned a trace of exhaustion.
After finishing his pull-up training, Wang Ce walked toward the parallel bars, while Dai Feng followed silently, watching him quietly.
The government had proposed renovating this road, and the devotees had offered to raise funds, but Jing Yan had refused both.
"It was Feng Ting’s wondrous hands that treated Master and allowed him to recover." This was what Gu Mengyuan most wanted to say. He wanted Jin Duo to know of Feng Ting’s extraordinary talent. He believed that Jin Duo was a man who cherished talent and would surely be moved.
The ball of light in the City Lord’s chest suddenly shuddered, and a surge of white light erupted from it. A ghastly pale screen of light abruptly materialized, blocking the silver spear in Tang Ao’s hand. The spear’s radiance collided with the white light, unleashing a violent, grinding shockwave.
Compared to the assets of Fu Jincheng, Gao Yunjin’s were not even worth mentioning, yet for all these years in a foreign land, she had relied on her own efforts to raise him and provide him with a life of comfort.
Such protectiveness reminded him of that day at Mount Jiaoyi, when she thought he had been killed by Song Qingfu and had shown such profound concern.
Jun Zehao frowned almost imperceptibly. Even though it was not the first time they had been this intimate—they had even done things far more unrestrained—it still made him feel a slight sense of unease.