Volume 1, Chapter 34: Don't Stand So Close, I'm Not Used to It

"Annoyed... I'm annoyed. If anyone dares to disturb my sleep, I'd love to skin them alive and pull out their tendons," my uncle said viciously to Li Zhuang.

Liu Er focused his thoughts, channeling a surge of powerful spiritual energy into the Thunder Dragon Staff. This awakened the essence of the One-Eyed Thunder Flood Dragon—one of the seven great ancient mythical beasts sleeping within—releasing a potent electrical current that surged and crackled violently from the staff.

"Hahaha! Zhao Hong, you scoundrel! I have found you! Where are you going to run? Surrender your head at once!" Sun Jian roared with laughter. Charging forward on his steed, he rode into the fray like a man entering an empty land, launching a long-range assault straight at Zhao Hong.

Zhou Lu exerted a gentle force, and Lan Zixi was pulled back helplessly, her footsteps stumbling as she fell into his arms.

Upon entering the presidential suite, Li Zhuang was instantly stunned. It was truly worthy of the name; whether in terms of design or interior decoration, the presidential suite was simply incomparable to any other room.

The immense impact numbed his arm, yet he used that very force to propel himself a thousand feet away.

Walking into the temple, Mu Qianmei finally saw the statue enshrined in the center: it was none other than the Sea Goddess.

Everyone bowed respectfully to Mu Qianmei before exchanging greetings, the atmosphere lively and bustling.

Seeing Shen Chuan still acting so arrogant and showing off in front of him, he felt a mixture of irritation and bitterness.

Hearing Xia Qinghou’s words, the crowd instantly understood. They turned their gazes toward the members of the Yuqing Sect with undisguised contempt and disdain.

Luo Xucheng felt a touch of warmth at these words. They were spoken with such sincerity—on one hand, it was a heart-to-heart talk, and on the other, it was a warning about the coming "storm." Occasionally, he felt that his past mistakes were behind him, but then he reminded himself that he must not be careless.

We strolled about two hundred meters from there, surrounded by cornfields. My mind began to grow restless, and my son kept asking where the watermelon patch was. Seeing a fresh rind discarded in the irrigation ditch, I knew the patch had to be nearby.

Li Yu’s marksmanship had always been excellent; back in the infantry company, he served as a designated marksman, using his precision to provide long-range cover and support for his squad within a two-hundred-meter radius.

"It’s too broad. His things are public property," his wife said with a touch of sourness in her voice.

"Participating in group activities is meant to build character. There will be plenty of performance opportunities in the future; it's quite fun..." I spent all my breath trying to persuade my son.

"Don't rush, let me sense it again!" Xiang Ying did not give a definitive answer, saying instead that she needed to feel it further.

Lü Wu walked in front, with Cai He following closely behind. The two entered the bedroom. Lü Wu swayed over to the cabinet, took out the precious scroll, and spread it flat on the table.

However, the very next moment, everyone suddenly noticed that the giant golden pillar had appeared again, ten thousand feet above their heads, without any warning.

Suddenly, Shan Guowei looked at Yao Youcai; they exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

"Ye-yes, of course!" Sister-in-law Tang nodded frantically. If Tang Jun could stay in the military, she would be willing to return to her hometown.

The exposure of Luo Tong’s identity made the Zheng family firm pale in comparison. With much effort, he managed to calm the crowd and refocus their attention on the Zheng family’s quiz. However, for the remaining fourteen questions, the family felt too embarrassed to compete, merely watching from the sidelines as others scrambled to answer.

"Good!" Jiang Xue nodded, then took out the silver needles and had A-Huan light the alcohol lamp. She heated the needles over the flame before inserting them into Liu Bo's head.

Hou Yi immediately stunned Han Xin with his ultimate, Shi Mu followed up with her second skill, and Shen Yanyan did not forget to toss her own second skill at the immobilized Han Xin.

Therefore, Li Qiao not only had to face the traditional powerhouses but also compete against these newcomers. The difficulty was self-evident; these thirty-five people were essentially the best thirty-five in the football world today.

Those with thin skin fear those with thick skin, and those with thick skin fear the shameless. In Shi Mu’s presence, Lin Zhao could certainly be the latter.

Li Qiao suddenly felt as if he couldn't speak; he was so emotionally overwhelmed he wanted to cry, yet he had to suppress his feelings.

Zhou Yu was still thinking that if there were no other choice, spending a lifetime with Shen Liunian wouldn't be so bad after all.

Qing Mo rested her hand on Lin Xizhi’s chest, her chin propped on her arm, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

She knew a car was parked there, and she knew whose it was. If she hadn't wanted to avoid further complications, she would have stormed over and dragged the person out of the vehicle right then and there.

Yet, contrary to the chaotic battle they had imagined, the Loudred, Whismur, and Exploud were now acting remarkably quiet.

Walking to the side of the divine throne, Kurumi revealed her divine power. To see "Mother," one only needed to display one's power within the temple. Mother would know someone was looking for her. Of course, whether she chose to see them or not depended entirely on her mood.

"So, if a film performs well at the box office, Boss Qin can still find theaters outside of Hong Kong to screen it."

"Who on earth are you, and why do you know these things?" The man from the Lock-Department clan finally showed a change in his expression.