Chapter 29: The Thrill of Speed

“Doctor, how is my son?” Yin Zhijiang asked anxiously, his hands trembling slightly. Yet his face wore a forced calm, as if nothing had changed.

Mei Lili was naturally playful and couldn’t stay home for long, but she hid it well, never showing it in front of her husband. Just as he left for the company’s branch in America for an inspection, she handed the child to a caretaker and flew straight to France for shopping.

Nangong Mo was slow to realize the situation. He wanted to deny it, but seeing Nangong Feng’s knowing glance, he nodded in agreement and followed him out.

Ye Chen simply smiled calmly. Seeing his smile, both of them thought he was about to do something again and hurriedly advised him once more.

Before long, Jing Yuehong appeared at the agency’s accompaniment, dressed in a red strapless evening gown, her black hair curled and draping elegantly over her left shoulder. She gracefully lifted the hem of her dress as she ascended the steps.

After dinner, Xi Yi took out the Fire Glaze and gave it to me. It tasted wonderful—sweet and melting instantly in the mouth. A faint fragrance spread through my stomach, quickly permeating my body, making every inch of skin and every pore feel refreshed and invigorated.

Wu Kuang couldn’t leave now; he needed the power of the Fire Qilin. Without it, he would be trapped here forever.

He was not reckless; many of his seemingly impulsive acts had deeper meanings behind them.

Nangong Ling shot her a glance. “Come on, it’s obvious to anyone with eyes that your eagerness is either treacherous or thieving, okay?” Still, she admired him and felt quite pleased.

But now, the Blood Nether Ancestor told them that even the most mysterious and powerful North Nether Ancestor had only bested the Purple Star Emperor with a single move.

All the Xiongnu were baffled, unable to understand what Mu Yi’s actions were meant to achieve.

“Really...” Before she could finish, a figure stepped in front of her, blocking Meng Hailong’s view.

Fang Jinyi looked at him silently, then turned and walked inside. Su Zixu, confused by his indifference, followed behind.

Each sect would donate certain resources as rewards, especially for the top three winners, whose prizes were astonishing. These were grand events in every sect.

After buying the evening dress, Chen Yu took Zhou Yanran to buy shoes and accessories, then they went to eat something.

Qin Lengyue’s wolf-hair brush snapped in her hand. She closed her eyes and reopened them, regaining her composure.

“Call me brother-in-law,” Fang Jinyi frowned, then paused and awkwardly glanced at Su Muqiu.

Su Zixu furrowed his brow, puzzled by the flickering expression in Su Muqiu’s eyes; he couldn’t guess what his older brother was thinking at that moment.

Kunpeng Ancestor decided not to show himself, intending first to eliminate Li Mo’s clone and then use the clone’s power to ambush the real Li Mo.

Sensing Ye Xiuya’s embarrassment, Yalundar snapped his fingers. “Gods, return to your places!” he whispered a Roland phrase.

“Get dressed properly before going out. How can you be so careless?” Jing Mo shot Jing Xiang a fierce look from head to toe, making him blush deeply.

“The winter camp is canceled, Haibulida. By the time you return to Bitinia to handle the slaves, half of them will probably be dead,” Safano interjected.

This time, she did not shy away into the room but blushed fiercely, her eyes sparkling with a hint of hope. She wished to see the man before her nod in acknowledgment.

Jing Xiang shuffled along listlessly in front, already scheming to pry some information from the two guards before deciding whether to join the battle, secretly protecting Brother Qian and Ailin’s safety.

From afar, the few members of the Wuji Sect watched as everyone from Kuanglan joined the Haiyin Palace, their expressions sour, especially the young sect master, Xi Du, whose face darkened. They had heard since yesterday that the legendary youth was part of Kuanglan; now, all of them had joined Haiyin Palace.

At that moment, Leo was publicly accusing and attacking Octavius at the Liliby City Hall, charging him with secretly demanding assets from the Executive Yuan.

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“Haoran, what did you just say about my safety? What do you know?” Ma Wanling had no time to be surprised at how Chu Haoran overheard their conversation. She wanted to understand why her father’s hardship was connected to her.

Yang Chuan and the others also did not expect the situation to escalate so suddenly; Ning Quan had ultimately taken up a gun and fought to the death.

There, where the sky merged into dark clouds, the once calm sea was whipped into a waterspout.

Watching Dongfang Yu’s calm and confident demeanor, Bai Yunlou felt deeply moved and silently grateful that her father had left her a modest inheritance, freeing her from worry.

Yaer finally closed her eyes, her breathing steady. Though not severely injured, the doctor recommended staying overnight for observation.

Such a terrifying aura pressed down even on Su Sheng, who summoned the Five-colored Clouds to his front with a thought.

But this desperate survival was only to wait for the right moment to seek revenge against the Bloodthirsty Bat Clan.

Watching the Beast Master across from him clutching his arm and baring his teeth, Fang Yun glanced at him, tossed the menu in his hand, and said nothing.

Here, Lu Sheng was the lowest in realm; others were mid-stage first rank. With the red pouches they held and a month’s time, their breakthrough to second rank was guaranteed.

“More precisely, Steward Huang has some shares in my family,” Cai Bin stammered.