Volume 1, Chapter 24: His Highness Did Not Despise Her

Although the method was provided by Lei Sheng, Elder Feng Shi could not reveal this and had to claim it was developed by the Miscellaneous Affairs Department. Doing so was, in fact, a way to protect Lei Sheng, for as the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind.

The sudden release caused He Meng, who had been struggling, to lose her balance and stumble backward; Gu Heng, caught off guard, reached out to catch her.

Tariks clearly knew this, otherwise, he would not have waited here specifically for him, nor would he have prepared such a place.

Gently cradling his fair chin, Hua Long, under the sunlight, looked more like a melancholy prince.

Xiong Baizhou wanted to keep Gao Liang by his side not only because of their past connection but also because his status as a police officer could handle and deal with certain special matters; thus, Xiong Baizhou needed to maintain Gao Liang’s official position.

Ji Shuyu desperately pressed down on Gu Beiting’s thrashing body, fearing that any sudden movement would drive the glass shard deeper.

At this very moment, Hua Long desperately wanted to flee, but his legs kept shaking uncontrollably, unable to muster any strength.

"You can't be serious? I’m not going to your house, so what’s the problem with walking home together after school?" Ren Fan asked, looking bewildered.

Apparently, Fang Yuan had also heard the voice on the phone and was tidying up Ji Shuyu’s clothes from behind.

What did two thousand taels of gold actually mean? If he possessed that much, he would never have to work again, nor would he need to gamble; he could spend his entire life living in luxury, eating and drinking the finest things.

After Bu Hui and the others used their spiritual power to repair the damaged items, they departed. The colleagues at the company gathered together, and even Gao Haojie woke up. This piqued my curiosity—to be possessed by a Ghost King and remain unscathed, one had to admit that Gao Haojie was truly fortunate.

Lu Can had also seen the young man in his early teens who was with him: Hua Ziyu, the grandson of Hua Huibei. Years ago, he had even recited the "Dynasty Song" for him and Xu Jiayao; he was a very bright and clever child.

When I returned home, my parents were already preparing for dinner. The ostrich eggshell sat on the table, with a massive fried egg on the plate beside it.

This guy, does he have a goldfish brain? Only seven seconds of memory? He was terrified just a moment ago, and now he is excited again. I really don’t know how his head is wired.

The child was about the same age as Han Xuan and also stark naked; upon seeing the police patrolling, he immediately ran to the side of the road.

Dry wood tossed into the campfire sent up a flurry of sparks, instantly raising the temperature inside the cavern significantly.

"Min Lan, what on earth happened? Where is the guy who was chasing you? How did you shake him off?" I scanned my surroundings, wary of the corpse suddenly popping out.

White light? Beichen suddenly recalled that ancient legend. In that tale, traveling through the past and future, spanning across various dimensions, required that special "white light" to succeed.

"I never expected something like this to ambush us halfway! We lost quite a few brothers!" Old Wang stabbed his battle-axe into the snow, plopped down, and spoke loudly while gasping for air.

Confirming there were no Hulks nearby, nor any of their peculiar scents, Dragon Thorn continued to advance. Deep within the core of the Hulk territory, he had to take every step with extreme caution.

"What was that? Leading the pack? If you count backward, you’re certainly leading the pack," I added, twisting the knife.

Pausing, her gaze suddenly turned sharp. A surge of anger rose instantly within her chest, and she clenched her fists viciously, speaking through gritted teeth.

The three of them roared as their forbidden artifacts took flight. A skull-adorned bloody banner was gripped by Qian Xing. All three were crushed; nothing could escape, whether it was a reborn clone or anything else.

"Oh my, I’m already Number Nine now. Haha, don’t call me Double-Five anymore." Number Ten was in league with Number Three; he vaguely guessed something, so he was calmly providing cover.

"The method sounds good, but there is one problem I wonder if you’ve considered? What if you die before you have a chance to activate the Doomsday Firewall?" As a human leader, Lin Zhong’s perspective was always more comprehensive.

Just as the Blood Demon led his subordinates to abandon the Qingyun and board the Fanyu, they stood stumped, staring at the Fanyu’s broken main sail and the water and grain that Qiu’er had contaminated with countless night-soil.

Han Ruobing had been enjoying the comfortable massage with her eyes closed, but she was startled by the sudden "attack" and opened her eyes.

Lin Xiaoxi didn’t care. Seeing that Vivian had stopped crying and was even yawning comfortably, her heart settled significantly. Her eyes were full of earnestness, whereas Cecil had already retreated to the doorway.

Mo Tianluo felt a belly full of bitterness. She was putting on an act like a white lotus! A weak facade hiding a scorpion’s heart!

The pressure exerted by the second-tier Primary Spirit stage instantly filled the entire Luoxue Courtyard. Several guards, whose skin was already burning and aching from previous injuries, immediately curled up even tighter. The power, far greater than their own, made it impossible for them to even straighten their backs. Their faces twisted in agony, and they couldn't stop groaning in pain.

Si Chen shook his head. "I’m not sure either. Just a gut feeling!" He couldn't speak too definitively; otherwise, it would be embarrassing if he were proven wrong later.

The two were speaking in riddles. Others might not have understood, but they both knew clearly that General Weng still couldn't let go of what happened back then. However, Princess Pingyang clearly told him that he had merit. If this matter was to be handled well, it couldn't be done forcefully; as long as the situation didn't turn hostile, there was still room for maneuver.

He began to condense the Profound Yin Pearl. With just a light turn of his palm, Mu Qianchen felt the overwhelming baleful energy surging directly toward him.

That was because after the second period ended, there was an exceptionally long break. At that time, everywhere was overcrowded, and the elevators were terrifying. By the time you reached the fifth floor, you would find that there wasn't a single empty spot left.

Not far away, a window at the Yunlou Inn opened. A figure in white stood before it, aloof from the world, with a grace as jade.

Baisheng had left Hangzhou City. Her shop was operating in a lukewarm fashion; although transactions were infrequent, each one involved a large sum, and the store was filled with high-end, exquisite goods.