Volume 1, Chapter 68: Playing Along With His Act

The next day, photographs of Shen Yixiao and "me" passionately kissing in the hotel plastered the front pages of major media websites and news outlets.

One has to admit that Tianming's design was exquisite. Since people do not have eyes on the backs of their heads, it was bound to be difficult to evade. Yet who could have anticipated that the gap between him and the Great Administrator remained vast? The Great Administrator's gaze flickered slightly as he executed a mid-air somersault. Although grazed by the Mohist non-offensive blade, it resulted in nothing more than a superficial wound, posing no real danger.

At this moment, Grandmother Wu and father Cao Song walked in with their entourage. Today was an official rest day, so Cao Song had not gone to work. The family members took their seats according to seniority, observing the rule of remaining silent during meals. Only after the midday meal was finished would it be time for casual conversation and bonding.

"At that time, Shi Ye hadn't returned yet... He was still on the road, it couldn't possibly be him—" Su Yi muttered, her mind in disarray. She believed that if Shi Ye were present, everything could be easily explained, but if it were someone else, who possessed such immense authority to shoulder this heavy blame?

Their expressions solemn, they stood about in small groups whispering to one another. The moment they caught sight of her, complete silence fell. They hurriedly stepped aside to clear a path for her, their eyes fixed intently upon her, scrutinizing her expressions and probing her inner thoughts.

It was precisely at this critical juncture that Wu Yue decisively deployed the Quincy Cross, unleashing a barrage of five consecutive Sacred Arrows. Fired at such close range, Wu Yue possessed absolute certainty of striking the target.

Dressed in a white Tai Chi uniform, he roared as he curled his hands into fists and beat his chest frantically.

Year-end tribute gifts from various regions were arriving in the capital one after another. The Marquis of Feiting's estate received gifts delivered from afar every day: shipments from their hometown in Qiaoxian of Peiguo, offerings from friends stationed at the northern frontiers, as well as exotic treasures from across the realm bestowed by the imperial palace.

Yu You glanced at her, and just as she was about to speak, Zhang Mengmeng cut in ahead of her, "I know what you're going to say, and I also know that when we meet again, we will be competitors, enemies."

In comparison, Lu Shiyu was excessively well-behaved, yet right now, Ye Miao wished he could throw a tantrum or act a little willful. His present docility made him look not at all like a child of his age.

"Hehe, I suppose so... Pure luck, just sheer luck..." In reality, there had been no critical hit at all, but to ease the awkward atmosphere of the moment, He Xi stubbornly pretended that her skill had landed a critical strike.

Shen Nianyi thought to himself that with the passing of the former emperor and the ascension of the new sovereign, even these guards stationed at the city gates remained unchanged, still the exact same familiar faces.

Zhong Kui aimed his Gale Lightning Arrow at the Dragon-Beard Gold. He needed to rely on the Gale Lightning Arrow to fracture the metal and extract the magic key hidden within—their true objective this time.

Yet he never expected such an outcome, which instantly left Xia Zheng feeling listless and disheartened. With a wave of his hand, he tossed the medicinal pill onto the ground. A pill that others might regard as an invaluable treasure was, in his eyes, worth less than dirt.

She had bedded countless men, but perhaps due to cultural differences between the East and the West, she found herself completely unable to read this young man.

"I have no face to speak first," Shen Nianyi said in a deep voice. Although the heavy blow to her shoulder caused a sharp pain, it managed to disperse the pent-up melancholy weighing on her chest.

"Old R, not bad at all. You truly see the guild master's true prowess the moment he makes a move," a private message from Royal Dizeng, the master of the Royal Guild, arrived immediately.

Naturally, out of the numerous candidates participating in the trial tests, a massive majority would be weeded out right after the first round of examinations.

Anxious about the promise Du Qingsong had made to him earlier, Zhao Zilong picked up the large-screen Samsung smartphone and dialed her number. After ringing twice, the call was connected, and a husky yet sensual voice sounded from the other end.

"Qinger!" Seeing this, Huo Yunyi beside her wanted to speak up, but recalling her own precarious position within the Five Elements Grotto-Heaven, she hesitated and ultimately chose not to intervene.