Volume 1 Chapter 41 Who Are You Looking At
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Liao Tian’s father was the head chef in charge of the hotel’s dining operations. Because of Liao Tian, He Zheng had eaten here with him several times.
He was finally experiencing the treachery of the human heart. To be honest, he had always done only what he believed was right and had never taken the initiative to provoke anyone.
In theory, because of this contract, the two parties’ partnership should have been extremely close. Yet Igor was now actually prepared to tear up the agreement over a minor disagreement between him and Su Cheng, leaving Archie utterly shocked and bewildered.
It was as though something had suddenly appeared, causing an inexplicable urge to worship it to rise within him.
Fu Wen was dressed in rags. Calling out in an accent laced with the local Wuhuan dialect, he waved to Yan Dong and slowly came over.
“Zhang Tianqian, get out.” Seeing Yin Guyu with an unadorned face and hair fastened by a simple hairpin, her narrow shoulders trembling lightly, Zhang Gui found her frail and delicate. The radiance she had possessed while dancing that night had vanished completely; she was now haggard and wasted, like a withered pear blossom. His heart filled with pity for her.
At that moment, blood poured incessantly from Wang Ergou’s wound. Combined with his agonized expression, the beads of cold sweat the size of beans on his face, and his continuous trembling from the pain, it terrified Ding Yuanrong and the other two.
The director had not noticed, but some of the spectators seated in the front row happened to have a clear view of both teams’ battle stations. That was precisely the advantage of the front-row VIP section.
“After you return to Phoenix Mountain, Brother, you must carefully discuss the matter with Jinshan. When you meet the Great Lord Xingtian at Broken-Head Ridge, you must plead with him politely. If he refuses, then think of another way. You absolutely must not seize it by force or act rashly!” Remembering Houyi’s hot temper, which ignited at the slightest spark, Chang’e suddenly grew worried again.
Time flew like a shuttle. The scenes of the two men weathering hardships together three years earlier remained vivid before Fu Can’s eyes. He seemed to see Mu Yidao fleeing while wounded once more—that composed figure who had retained his dignity even at the threshold of life and death.
Kalei Te collapsed to the ground, trembling like a sieve. Tears gushed forth like floodwaters bursting through a breached dam as she gulped down the hard-won air. Her eyes never left the Sea King, watching his every move, yet they now held nothing but utter despair; the fury and unwillingness that had filled them before were nowhere to be found.
“Ah—I thought this would be an easy matter. But now that I think about it, it seems I made things far too simple!” Ma Wanzhong had also realized how serious the problem was.
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Ai Xiang’er and Liu Yunqing were still tending to Ying Jieyou. Several hours passed before Ying Jieyou finally recovered, but she still refused to say a word. She merely stared at Zhu Yaru’s corpse, which was being exposed to the sunlight.
A silver flash of lightning seemed to streak across the sky, reaching Qisidis in the blink of an eye.
“Now that we’ve finished discussing official business, shall we talk about personal matters?” Chairman Meow said.
As soon as his voice fell, a heaven-shaking sword intent surged forth. Innumerable invisible sword rays took the shape of cones and continually slammed into the enormous waves of internal force.
In those days, at the Southwest Martial Arts Assembly, everyone swore a blood oath and elected Fu Hanyu as their leader. Fu Hanyu had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the peace and development of the southwestern martial world and was deeply loved by all. Even martial artists from other regions admired him immensely.
Lin Meimian helped her mother to her feet and said, “What do you mean, what can happen? How long have you been here?” She remembered that when she ascended, her mother had not yet learned of her death, and that she had not seen her mother one last time before dying. She had never expected them to meet again in this pitch-dark place.
This place was close to the water, and it was also set in ancient times, so even in the height of summer, it probably would not be as hot as the modern world.
“Compared with practicing martial arts every day, running a business shouldn’t be too exhausting, should it?” Jiao An replied. He had never sold noodles himself, but however Chief Guard Jiao looked at it, selling noodles could not possibly be more tiring than practicing martial arts.
Although he was deeply unwilling, he ultimately chose to accept the deal proposed by Qianyuan.
However, even though they stopped the formation for only an instant, they had already flown an unknown distance. By the time their vision had fully cleared and they could see their surroundings, there was not a single human figure in sight.
By then, Xu Jiao had finished bathing and returned to her room, only to discover that Wen Lin was absent again. The faint disappointment she had felt at first had now deepened into outright disappointment.
Mother Yin had not expected Wen Shang to react this way. Completely losing control of the situation, she hurriedly shoved Prime Minister Yin.
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Xi Fuwei felt distressed. Her elder brother had already become so famous before even placing in the imperial examinations. One could only imagine what a brilliant future would have awaited him had he not departed so suddenly.
Although Li Yalin had never intended to take Yaoyorozu Momo by force, now that things had been said to this point, there was no need for him to push the young woman away outright.
Potions like this could have their basic properties checked in the backpack. That meant it should be possible to determine quite clearly what this pitch-black liquid actually was, right?
The elite forces of two divisions would be more than enough to lift the siege of Zhaoyao Commandery and Nanyu Commandery and stand on equal footing with the invading armies of the Wei King and the Chu King.
Yet my current feeling was strange. I was actually quite accustomed to the oppressive yin energy in this room and even found that I rather liked it.
Ever since he had renamed his legions after the Four Divine Beasts, he had also named the streets of his royal city according to the four cardinal directions: Azure Dragon Street, White Tiger Street, Vermilion Bird Street, and Black Tortoise Street.
Han Dong was exceedingly curious about Luo Cheng’s spear technique. How had he managed to make it so mysterious, unpredictable, strange, and impossible to defend against?
Thunderbolts came crashing down one after another, exploding directly beside Guan Jiu’s ear and causing him to fall involuntarily to his knees.
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