Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Protagonist Begins His Antics

After Shuang’er left, Zhang San entered the room to find a newly laid-out red quilt and red candles. He knew Shuang’er must have prepared them. Although the girl was angry and jealous, she had still arranged the wedding chamber for him, which touched Zhang San deeply. Exhausted, he was too lazy to change and simply collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

Given such a vast disparity in combat strength, it was estimated that the SWAT team would resolve everything within minutes.

At noon the next day, when Yu Qiong woke up again, it was the moment the Illusion of Summer began.

Zhang San decided not to dwell on other matters for now; he would definitely make a trip to Jiangnan after the New Year and deal with everything else upon his return.

Ever since joining the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Zhou You had indeed neglected Mi Xue, and he couldn't blame her for being so resentful.

Hearing his senior brother’s voice, the old monkey fell silent again. At a loss for words, tears began to stream down his wrinkled, simian eyes.

Seeing Fatty Tanaka sitting upright like a model student, listening intently to the lecture, Qin Han seized the opportunity to indulge in the thrill of being a teacher.

After a long while, Guo Honglei leaned over and gently kissed his wife’s forehead. He sighed inwardly, thinking she had been exhausted all day and was not in good spirits, so he decided to let it be for tonight; there would be plenty of time in the future.

As Tianming’s mouth moved, a surging flow of energy emanated from his body. In reality, Tianming was remotely controlling every move of the young man; essentially, he was fighting Hao Yu himself, merely relying on another person’s body.

He was frantic and brutal, a man who dealt in murder, smuggling, and drug trafficking—a man capable of every evil—yet he lacked any sense of security. The direct result was his nostalgia; even the smallest spark of kindness from his childhood was something he would remember for a lifetime.

Yu Feng had a rather cheerful and gentle temperament, but he was very cautious when selecting resources. Whenever his intuition felt uncertain, he would temporarily give up and switch to items that caught his eye.

"Junior Brother Chen, what are you talking about? Isn't it just summer now?" Zhu Bajie looked at Tan Chen, completely confused, not understanding what spring represented.

Qi Xuanyi exerted only two levels of his power, yet it was enough to sweep away the strength of those thirty-some men. His sword aura tore through the void, slashing fiercely at the Demonic Willow tree.

Even when he went out to kill, he appeared in his true form, never fearing that his identity would be exposed, for none of those he intended to kill could ever escape.

"Xuanyi, you have grown up now. Because of you, Xiaosi has also mastered the secret techniques of the Zhao family bloodline. It is time to tell you about the events of the past." Qi Xuanyi and Zhao Xiaosi sat down to listen as Zhao Zixing recounted the history of those years.

The two branches of the Su family had never been on good terms, but for years, they had maintained a facade of mutual support. Now, because of Su Ye, Su Haining had finally reached his limit.

Yan Changlan was primarily responsible for the fighting, while Ye Shu, after retrieving his Ferocious-Faced Spider Scorpion, brought out several bottles of Radiant Nectar.

Seeing Tan Chen and Sun Wukong whispering for a while before Sun Wukong turned and charged into the cave, the One-Horned Rhinoceros immediately understood his plan. He gripped his steel spear, let out a roar, and charged at Sun Wukong.

Although she had been there often in the past, Tang Bingyu didn't expect that they had no money now, so why go to such a place?

Since then, he had stayed by her side, shielding her from countless acts of malice. He was stubborn by nature and often got into fights, and she would follow behind him to bandage his wounds. They grew up leaning on each other like siblings, and she had always believed they were the closest people in the world to one another.

She had not expected that those cultivators would only care about protecting their own family disciples, or perhaps they were too terrified by the grotesque appearance of those evil entities to step forward and intervene.

Whenever Nanny Lan recalled that night, how her mistress had endured the excruciating pain of childbirth alone in Zhaoyue Tower, she could not stop her tears from flowing.

If he had guessed correctly, should the child’s emotions spiral out of control, something would happen that might even lead to his own death.

Hearing this, the other demon gods showed no signs of impropriety, nodding in agreement and remarking on the reasonableness of the statement, though only they knew what they were truly thinking.

"Yes! Everyone, fix bayonets! Prepare to attack!" Zhang Dabiao began to loudly relay the battalion commander's orders.

Zhou Li was currently upgrading to a third-generation divine body. His gene core had integrated many abilities of the Undefeated Body, including Undefeated Body technology that featured the resilience of beast-type organisms.

Wen Xin had a very clear sense of self-positioning; she couldn't let her persona as a foodie be compromised. If they assigned her some actual work, what would she do?

Reacting too intensely, Xie Wuxing paused his hand in mid-air, lifted his eyelids slightly, and fixed his deep, dark gaze upon Wu Yue.

In the past, Wu Yue might have been hurt by such words, but now, she would not take the words of irrelevant people to heart.

"No, I will not go." Song Chenfei answered Liu Jingxiong calmly, his tone firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Cough, cough, cough..." She began to cough violently, and only then did Sun Zhenhao kindly release her.

Consort Hui watched helplessly as the man’s nimble fingers undid the plum-blossom buttons of her attire. Her beautiful eyes were filled with entreaty, but the man ignored her, his fingers skillfully parting the layers of ornate silk as if peeling away the petals of a peony.

After the auctioneer introduced the origin of the vase, he announced the starting bid, and the people in the room began to call out their offers. The vase was eventually purchased by a corporate executive for ten times the starting price.