Volume 1, Chapter 43: Will the Crown Prince Fly into a Rage?

Upon hearing Yun Yuying's words, Yun Feiche's hand holding the wine glass trembled, causing the liquor to spill over the rim.

Slowly placing the cup back onto the table, he forcefully suppressed the shock surging within his heart.

At the mere mention of Lin Xuan, Shen Tong was consumed with fury, and he abruptly hung up the phone without another word.

Two towering figures stood proudly atop the ocean, their auras erupting violently. Each claimed a side of the firmament, clashing against one another and producing deafening, thunderous roars that were utterly magnificent to behold.

A slender hand reached out directly from within the void, pressing down heavily upon the shoulder of the Power King.

Wade was also filled with emotion. The Heat and the Magic were both in the Eastern Conference, and since the Heat had just won the championship, if Sun Yue wanted to claim a ring, he would inevitably have to contend with his good brother.

Feng Jiaoniang was furious. Pointing a finger at Long Teng, she scolded, "Scoundrel! In the end, you still revealed your ungrateful nature!" Without waiting for Long Teng to argue back, she drew the Youlong Treasure Sword from her waist and, with a flick of her wrist, thrust it straight toward him.

Just now, Chu Yi's clairvoyant vision had activated automatically, piercing through the starry expanse to behold a crystal coffin. It stood out prominently in the pitch-black sky, radiating a crystalline glow that gave one an ethereal, sacred sense of surrealism.

The orange cat was originally licking the wound on its paw, but upon hearing Lin Chuan's words, it raised its arrogant head, rolled its eyes at him, and promptly ignored the utter fool, returning its full attention to tending its injuries.

"If I were to let you go, who would spare the countless souls you butchered?" Li Xiao asked coldly, his expression as frosty as ice. He subjected the man to a fate worse than death, sealing his vitality until only his very last breath remained.

You must be joking. Did the young man before them lack money? Handing over this one million probably meant nothing more to him than a drop in the ocean.

"What! Seven thousand!" Kindaichi nearly screamed at the top of his lungs, though fortunately, Dr. Cao managed to clamp a hand over his mouth just in time.

Seeing that Tang Nan had bought her a cola, Ye Wei instantly beamed with delight. It had been ages since she last tasted a cola.

Three days later, Liu Xie opened the reincarnation passage, sending one hundred and twenty-eight of the Han dynasty's top fierce generals and brilliant strategists into the netherworld, along with the Chaos Bell, which would be governed by his malevolent corpse for a considerable duration to come.

Yang Biao, Ding Chong, Sima Fang, and the others were no strangers to the figure who had recently been frequently by Liu Xie's side. Yang Biao had seen Liu Xie and Guo Jia chatting and laughing together on more than one occasion. At this moment, seeing Guo Jia completely ignore the gathered court ministers, they felt an even greater aversion toward him within their hearts.

The Universe Bag not only contained immortal fruits, but also some snacks she had nagged her second sister into buying for her, along with several varieties of her favorite fruits.

"Then let us wait. Everything must wait until he achieves his success." The three elders exchanged glances, then looked at Yuan Biyao, whose face remained dark, feeling a slight headache coming on. They walked off to the side, crossed their legs, and sat down to wait.

Thus, Li Tianming finally made up his mind to sponsor the Tiancheng University of Technology men's basketball team starting today.

Jing Muying stood off to the side, listening intently as her mind raced. It seemed the situation was quite serious, which was why her cousin was handling it with such strict secrecy.

"The Twin Heroes of the Snowy Mountains." Hearing this moniker, the Dharma King of Kunlun was momentarily stunned, before suddenly bursting into hearty laughter.

Yet all of this proved utterly useless. Just as he felt as though his soul was transcending to the heavens, his waist tightened abruptly.

Geng Hao seemed to have perceived something, thinking to himself: Coach Tony is probably letting them score one point on purpose, only to crush them into the dirt afterward.

The formation shifted into an inverted V-shaped combat formation, which could adapt at a moment's notice into an arrow-shaped combat formation. Everything relied entirely on the one or two members positioned at the base of the inverted V for control, offering an exceptional degree of flexibility.

As he stretched his limbs and cast off his inner garments, a flawless physique—devoid of an ounce of excess fat, as though sculpted by the hands of the heavens themselves—was revealed to the world.