Volume 1, Chapter 30: Si Jinnian, do you know me that well?

Yet, didn’t he just deliver a lecture that shocked even her? How did he suddenly transform into an executioner intent on destroying the world?

Coach Shen continued to demonstrate standard movements while providing a detailed explanation of how to use each piece of equipment and what precautions to take.

Xi took the photo frame from Mother Yan. His thumb traced it; the edges were smooth, suggesting it had been handled this way often.

"Actually, sister, I think you should trust President Yuan. Perhaps he really has his reasons?" Xin Guang hinted, his words carrying a deeper meaning.

Aunt Lin looked at Jiang Ke, her expression one of utter speechlessness, as if she were observing a novice who knew nothing about cooking. She put her hands on her hips, prepared to give Jiang Ke a proper lesson.

He had to look forward; a more important person had entered his life. Xin Qing—a name as full of sunshine and courage as she was.

The onlookers were all shaken. One must understand that the hardness of this mountain wall was such that not only could practitioners like Wang Yao and his peers not budge it, but even Bai Shiyi, who was also at the Earth Realm, could not shake it in the slightest and had to travel along the cave. Yet, Wang Haotian had managed to shatter the mountain, a testament to his immense power.

Wang Yao’s heart skipped a beat. He fell silent and quickly checked his internal condition. It was a good thing he did, for upon inspection, he discovered a major problem.

"I won't ask much of you usually, but if you have any materials, you can sell them to me first. I will give you a fair price."

He bowed to Jiang Ke. If not for Jiang Ke’s intervention this time, this would likely have become a shadow haunting him for the rest of his life.

The Han family had only one heir per generation. As the only child of this generation, Han Qi was, in effect, the future successor of Planet Taimo.

"I am currently in private room 888 on the second floor of Night Charm Bar. Come pick me up." Quan Zeyao’s tone was gentle, yet domineering and beyond dispute.

Lian Chengbi wore a faint smile, assuming that Shu Mi was giving him the cold shoulder because of the incident at Chang Le Pavilion.

After searching the rooms, they realized the third one was the bridal chamber. They discussed it and decided to hide in the second room, as the two were separated only by a wardrobe.

Liu Shu ordered someone to investigate the source of the news, while simultaneously having her servants dress up and spread different rumors in taverns and teahouses to divert public attention away from the affair involving Xi Jiamu.

He guessed this was also what his Ninth Brother wanted to ask, but since their relationship had been delicate lately, Lian Chengjue asked on his behalf.

Mu Qiankun let out a bitter laugh. The pain wracking his body and soul made it impossible for him to stand. His legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees. Invisible energy began to radiate from his body, soaring toward the sky as he slowly began to vanish.

He still felt a sense of gratitude toward Lu Yi, especially since Lu Yi had taken far better care of Annie and her child during her return to the country than he, her husband, had.

Perhaps, just as Mu Ying said, once things were settled, she might eventually stop being so angry.

The seamless garment Hua Fei wore could only ensure his visual disappearance—others could neither see nor feel him—but he had not truly vanished. Thus, when raindrops splashed onto him, his outline gradually began to appear.

Le Qianxue glanced at him without saying a word. She couldn't help but wonder if he had come looking for trouble today. To think he would dare to see her at a time like this.

In an instant, his vitality was stripped away. He seemed like an old man about to be buried; even his spirit had withered, like a spark on the verge of being extinguished.

Although they were outnumbered two to one, the Four Great Factions surely had ninth-level experts who had yet to reveal themselves. Battles between ninth-level powerhouses were terrifying and rarely broke out; once both sides brought ninth-level experts into the fray, it usually signaled the end of the conflict.

Yu Qian spoke as if recalling something, likely remembering the last time she stayed at my place.

As the demons noticed the anomaly, two thousand beams of light descended. Their immense destructive power instantly disintegrated the demon formation. Screams erupted one after another, throwing them into total disarray.

Looking closely at her face, though nothing had changed, he felt as if something was different, yet he couldn't put his finger on it.

When I reached the pinnacle and others began to look up to me, I looked back at the path I had traveled, only to realize there was no one left to speak to. Everyone behind me was an enemy. I could not retreat; I could only move forward. To retreat was to fall into a bottomless abyss.

She lowered her eyes, her gaze drifting, her face filled with a touch of desolation. If she could truly obtain the Fuxi Zither to save Situ Shaochong’s life, what did it matter if she sacrificed her own happiness?

Yet, two people had asked for his name in quick succession recently. He began to feel that a name was somewhat important, which is why he finally considered choosing one.

Seeing the father and son about to disappear, Qin Rui instinctively wanted to chase after them, but before she could take a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed her.

"No problem, just meditate. You’ve been very busy since you came to Europe, and you’ve done well. Grandfather gave this house and the treasures to us." Xia Meng climbed onto me, clinging to me.