Chapter 37

"It seems so, soft and warm, just like human skin," Jun Qingruo sighed with emotion.

"I know. The dignity I have lost, I will definitely take back with my own hands," Ye Tian said with firm determination.

He had not expected that what I was talking about was such a thing, and I assumed he must have come here to ask about Dunzi. He had originally hoped for good news, only to be dragged into an abyss of despair by my words.

Only today did I realize that there is a certain level of artistry to hurling insults. Looking at the instructor before me, I genuinely respected such a critic; there was much self-contempt for being "hardened iron that failed to become steel," and regret for having been a "frog in a well" in the past.

Who would have thought that months later, Wang Xiaolu's uncle would only find her a job as a village head.

"Whoever dares to bully my sister, I will fight them to the death!" A clear, crisp voice echoed from afar.

The old man, hearing my words, turned around helplessly to continue the search. I, too, felt helpless; only one remained. It was bound to be the hardest one to find, and yet, we could not afford to miss it.

"A life-and-death duel?" Lin Meijia frowned. She had not considered this; she merely wanted to find a way to win the Thousand-Illusion Lotus Bamboo from Xue Luoyuan's hands, not gamble with her own life.

She arrived at the square as agreed to meet Gu Shuangshuang, and after they met, they went straight to a restaurant nearby.

Lin Jiajia felt neither comfort nor anger at this. Although he did not seem delirious in the "action film," since he had offered an explanation, she chose not to pursue it further. Life is not a movie, and one must go on living.

His heart ached as if carved by a knife. He could not take this burden on my behalf; the deed was done, and he was powerless to change it. But he had a way to make those damnable people suffer a thousand or ten thousand times more than I did, and because he thought it, he truly did it.

My senior brother was somewhat angry. I had never seen him lose his temper before, but this time, he was genuinely riled up.

I examined the map carefully. The place of confinement was heavily guarded and strategically located in the very center of the Modan Manor. No matter which direction one approached from, they would be discovered. More importantly, there was the city wall; as a mere mortal, how was I to cross it?

Otherwise, he would not have changed so suddenly, shifting his affections away from Fu Rou, unless he had regained his memories.

After the Jianchang Legion spent two days at White Dragon Pool and found no traces of the rebel army, they began to march again, advancing cautiously and taking three days to reach the foot of the Bipan tribe's city walls.

From this, one could see that those in power were willing to support the Zhao clan. And despite the scolding and the talk, respect for the Emperor had never diminished among the officials of the Great Song, at least not on the surface.

Taking a call behind my back? His behavior made me curious, and I wondered who was calling.

Once the four stages were over, the final event that everyone was waiting for began: the ball.

When this was mentioned, Miao Lami was reluctant. After all, in the Underworld, she was second only to one—well, second only to two—and ruled over millions. How could she possibly listen to a mere mortal like you?

The two of them were significantly weaker in strength, especially Hua Feizi, who was sent spinning by a surge of power before she could even react.

Regarding being led here like a marionette, and knowing this was a scheme by Luohou, Ye Feng remained deeply troubled even though he knew Luohou was dead.

There was no helping it; her foreign curriculum could not keep up with the domestic one, and she could not understand a single thing about geometry.

Heaven and earth were inverted, and the laws of the land here were controlled by Ye Ling. At that moment, transparent chains, visible to the naked eye, surged from the void, spreading outward from Ye Ling as the center.

Although the Ten Great Worlds were prosperous and there were indeed methods for regrowing severed limbs, they were not accessible to people like them. While channels existed, the cost was far too exorbitant, causing the matter to be delayed indefinitely.

Although he did not recognize the ghost messenger, he recognized the aura of the Underworld soldiers. These soldiers were weapons used by the messengers to capture spirits. Though their appearances had changed, that aura and the bone-chilling sensation remained the same.

The body-refining expert, already at the peak of the tenth level, appeared before Feng Lan in an instant, launching a fierce and relentless attack.

Li Jun finally understood; Du Youran was unhappy because she was left out of the fight last night. But honestly, the boys were going to a bar to drink and pick up girls—could they really bring her along?

Phantom talked to Lan Wanting about his ideas again to seek her opinion. For his next step, he planned to cooperate with Shen Mingzhi, utilizing the geographical advantage and the abundant medicinal resources of the area to build a large wholesale distribution center, intending to monopolize the entire medicinal market in the eastern part of the Amber Kingdom.

"Sister? Do you mean Wan'er? I remember you being an orphan. How have I never heard you mention a sister?" Shu Qing's eyes were filled with suspicion.

Yu Xi blankly took the suitcase handed to her by Yan Qing and watched, puzzled, as he calmly entered the house. Countless questions swirled through her mind.

Xiao Fengyin froze, his brows furrowing. He could not understand why Lan Wanting, who usually doted on them, would act this way. Two rays of cold light shot from his beautiful eyes, as if to pierce through Lan Wanting and discern her true intentions.

The reason these two fellows were out patrolling so late was on Hang Jiu's orders, especially after Huo Dali and his men failed to ambush Xiao Ke. Xiao Ke's strength had made Hang Jiu anxious. Thus, Hang Jiu arranged for continuous patrols to prevent Xiao Ke from bringing people to the seafood market to stir up trouble.

Leng Zhiqing noticed her silence but said nothing. He watched her back as she turned to look out the window, lost in thought. This back, so similar to the one he had longed for, the one that had once left him in absolute despair—all of it was because of her.