Volume One, Chapter 24: The Anthem of Resignation
“As you wish!”
“Go sign the contract with Director Chen, and then get ready to aim for the grand finals!”
Su Le said with a smile.
Because Wang Junjie had already passed the preliminary and intermediate rounds, he was qualified to participate in the finals. The only reason Phoenix Media revoked his qualification was to give a more famous singer a chance. Even if they didn’t win any awards, they could at least draw some attention and help launch the singer’s career. Wang Junjie naturally became the scapegoat.
“Alright, Boss Su, I’ll go right now!”
Just then, Director Chen returned from outside. At first, he was slightly taken aback to see Wang Junjie with Su Le, but quickly caught on and hurriedly ushered him in…
“Huff, huff, huff…” To calm his nerves, Ying San took deep breaths. He found himself once again in the same situation as before—both parties were on the move, and his accuracy would undoubtedly suffer as a result.
Yet the people below seemed unimpressed, staring blankly at the newcomer’s misfortune. The outsiders, as if already in the know, adopted a direct, all-out assault strategy from the start. What’s more, Luo Ying’er deliberately concealed her presence, making it impossible for ordinary onlookers to notice any change in her position.
Those four cities had been conquered long ago, and after a long recovery, no one knew how many soldiers were now hidden inside. On their way back to the Yun Residence, Li Jinyu was quite unhappy. He couldn’t help but feel that Princess Moonlight was somehow possessed—how else to explain her sudden change in demeanor?
The roar of a sports car filled the air, and Fang Yuan’s face broke into a confident smile. Fixing cars? Fang Yuan was a seasoned hand, having worked for years at his uncle’s car wash. What kind of car hadn’t he seen, what kind of car hadn’t he tinkered with?
“And then what?” Chu Chu gave me a puzzled glance, seemingly missing the point of my words.
Ying San didn’t reply. In his view, having only a quarter of his energy left was a bit too little, especially for his first attempt to leap onto a planet.
Anyway, Li Mingde was still here. How could a mere commoner possibly frighten a prince or princess?
Mu Wan’er’s soul was becoming sharper and stronger, her delicate face flushing an ever-deeper red.
A glimmer of mockery flashed in Ye Tian’s eyes. His hands twisted again, swiftly forming a complex seal before his chest.
Hearing this, Su Yuxuan’s face paled in shock. If Luan Zi’s words were true, then Ji Yarui had only a fifty-fifty chance of survival.
In this Thunder Dominion City, who would dare provoke someone from the Thunder Dominion Sect? No wonder passersby couldn’t help but glance toward the inn.
Lin Lei was always smiling, the corners of his mouth turned up, making him seem approachable at first glance. But now, he barely spared a look for the guards; he was clearly in a sulk. Who knew which poor soul had angered him this time?
In the next moment, the world turned black and white. Light and darkness each claimed half the sky. The entire abyss was stunned by this celestial phenomenon—was another Abyssal Lord about to emerge? Only the oldest beings knew who had acted.
The aura of the Heavenly Dao was no exception; whether it was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or the direction from which the Heavenly Dao’s aura came, all of it pointed to the Crimson Lotus Sect.
I was momentarily speechless, my gaze fixed on his face, unable to look away. He noticed immediately and retreated into the shadows, pulling up the scarf around his neck to cover his face.
Boom! The heavy truck crashed into several massive boulders jutting from the mountainside, coming to a thunderous halt. Now it was unrecognizable, reduced to just a frame. Yang Ren estimated that the truck was wedged about two hundred meters from his position, with the raging river more than a hundred meters below the rocks.
The barrel-shaped fishing net, lacking any support, would collapse in the water, making it impossible for fish to swim in.
Bo Siqin spoke calmly, while at that moment, Feng Le was already searching for the “sect” Bo Siqin had mentioned, which had dispatched several people. Before long, she flashed a faint smile.
“A code?” The crowd was stunned, exchanging bewildered glances. On the battlefield, issuing an order to use coded telegrams usually meant the entire army was facing annihilation.
If Zeng Hao were killed now, he definitely wouldn’t bother pursuing the other four Elders of Red Island—at most, he’d send some Foundation Establishment cultivators after them.
Facing Hao Liu’s palm strike, Nie Feng dared not be careless. With a sweep of his left hand, he met the attack with Annihilation Heaven Hand. As their palms collided, Nie Feng felt a biting chill in the center of his left palm—something he’d never before encountered in such a clash.
To delay as long as possible, she spoke in great detail. Whenever she mentioned the boss, her eyes would flicker with a hint of infatuation.
Zhang Hongyan cut her off sharply. They were in the hallway, people coming and going; who knew who might overhear and spread it around? In this line of work, a loose tongue could cost you dearly. The girl was good in every way except for being a bit too careless.
“When did another Sub-God Kuai San Bai Zi appear? What exactly is the cultivation hierarchy in martial arts?” Listening to Tian Ming’s words, Feng Le wasn’t concerned about their predicament, but rather troubled by this Sub-God Kuai business.
And that wasn’t all. Behind these people lurked a true master. Even though he had ambushed her, Li Furong knew that even without the element of surprise, she wouldn’t have been able to evade him—such was the gulf in their strength.
“Cui Le, release all the fireboats! The outcome will be decided in this one move!” He Huairen ordered decisively.
Before entering the swamp, Zeng Hao handed each person an antidote pill called “Li Du Pill,” created by Zhou Moyang in his lifetime. Zeng Hao had spent much time in the mountains, so he’d developed many such remedies.