Chapter 32: There is no need to keep calling me Boss Xing; it makes us seem like strangers.

The claws, which usually possessed the hardness of a semi-divine artifact, were now rendered worthless; they were severed with ease by the silver sword light. The energy behind the strike did not dissipate, piercing through both wolf claws and continuing toward Lite’s forehead.

She turned her head, her neck stiff, only to become even more dazed; the seat was empty, and she did not know when the person had left.

With things having reached this point, Gao Feng retreated quietly to the back, leaving the spotlight to the real police.

Feng Ru’s eyes widened in shock, but the surprise lasted only a moment. A gentle smile blossomed on her face, and she closed her eyes slightly, basking in the peace and warmth of being in sync with her lover’s heart.

“You want to view the surveillance footage from Saturday night?” Geng Chenyi, the person in charge of the bar, was quite surprised after learning the purpose of their visit.

A ribbon of white mist erupted once more, striking the giant beast right in the neck. The creature instantly collapsed into a pile of sludge, and the white mist, its momentum undiminished, surged straight toward Xu Jie.

These items were scattered and varied, and as Li Yunbao looked at the room full of things, she asked Xing’er in a murmuring voice.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on Zheng Yi; he was the sole survivor of that massive fire.

Like poles repel; from the very beginning, the three parties engaged in a brutal war, vying for control of world after world.

Zhang Pengyun sat at one table with three bodyguards from Tianying Security, while Tang Xin, the He siblings, and Qiao Zhengmao occupied another.

Jin Yuanyuan smiled bitterly, “Honey, don’t be impatient. Everything takes time; one cannot become a glutton in a single meal, can one?”

“You go back first. I wish to speak with benefactor Ao alone. Do not disturb us unless it is to bring food.” The monk examined Ao Bai and nodded with satisfaction.

Yet, after many years had passed, he had never laid eyes on any one of them, leading him to believe it was merely a false legend.

佐佐’s footsteps carried him forward. As the purgatory flames burned, his battle aura began to erupt from within his body. A feeling of hunger flooded his consciousness like a rising tide. His breathing quickened, and his steps grew increasingly heavy.

If he were to boast everywhere, thinking that slaughter and bloodshed were glorious achievements worthy of showing off, it would be a miracle that he had lived until today.

She had borrowed this black leather jacket. Moreover, she, who rarely wore makeup when going out, had deliberately applied it before coming out today.

Harichagai laughed heartily. Even though Ao Bai was a head taller than him, he did not hold the man in any regard.

However, his gaze soon fell back onto Zifeng. Looking at the youth before him, that dim voice sounded once more. He did not know why Zifeng had called him out at this moment, but in his heart, there was a trace of wariness and a faint sense of dread.

The night was as cool as water. When everyone had fallen asleep, Jiang Yunyao took out the jade flute given to her by the man named Xiao Jiu and began to play.

Pressing against Zhuyi’s fair, rosy cheek, Wang Dong blinked his eyes. He had intended to take a close look at her pale complexion, but he hadn’t expected her to suddenly look up, leaving them in the awkward position of face-to-face contact.

The Prince of Nanjun sat on the left. His facial features were sharp and well-defined, his shrewdness hidden behind a half-smile as he leaned lazily against his chair.

Cheng Lingyu was overjoyed, for the Ship of Time and Space was of great significance. It could not only traverse the void to reach the Yin-Ming Star, but in the future, if a star gate could not be found, he could use the ship to travel through time and space as long as he knew the coordinates.

He Yan did not understand, and in the same way, Fu Shenxing could not quite articulate his feelings either; yet, he was furious, hating her so much that it made his teeth ache.

After escaping through the vine-covered entrance, he realized the giant gorilla had not followed! Wang Dong felt strange. Why hadn’t it pursued him? He had been too focused on running to notice, but looking back, he felt something was amiss. It had looked fierce and menacing, yet Wang Dong had clearly sensed no spiritual energy from it at all.

Luna walked over slowly in an elegant, sensual red V-neck dress, accompanied by Mr. Hill, who walked with the gentlemanly air of one dressed in a sharp suit.

“No problem, no problem. I just wanted to ask how strong you are now. A white-haired, green-nailed, red-eyed flying corpse—I see you’re stronger than a red-eyed one, but to call you a flying corpse, I feel there’s still something lacking…” I asked hurriedly, seeing Fang Yuxian grow angry.

The door opened and closed behind him. He Yan remained kneeling in front of the sofa, her head bowed, motionless as a sculpture.

“Brothers, haul him out for me. What a damn nuisance!” I said, waving my hand toward the Mount Longhu group.

Suffocated, she could not help but shrink her neck, retreating several steps in a row. Stepping on a pebble, her foot slipped, and after a brief sway, she landed hard on her backside.

At first, he had held the opponent in high regard, assuming he had encountered a tough nut to crack and that victory would require some effort.

Regardless of what was happening around her, Zhen Rou closed her eyes, thrust her long sword fiercely into the bucking horse, and pulled it out with force.

Perhaps reassured by Qin Yi’s guarantee, the expressions on the faces of Noble Consort Hua and the others eased significantly.

The "hall" refers to the main dining room, where people come and go, offering no sense of privacy. Private rooms require advance booking, usually two months ahead. Therefore, when coming to a place like this, most people would not just show up on the day of.

She wanted so much—so much that she could have a multitude of family members. She would not be lonely, and her family would never be lonely either.

The grandfather’s chronic illness had flared up, and her husband was busy attending to him. As a daughter-in-law, how could she sleep soundly after gorging herself?

En Sisi was a bit timid. Once those words were spoken, she was interrupted by Qiao Shan. She suddenly realized the truth and clamped her mouth shut.

“Prince Shanglong, please stay.” Just as Han Xiao reached out to take Long San’s hand and invite him for a drink, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Sun Youcai had finally managed to find Lu Jia’s address. After much investigation, he used glib talk and a million-yuan dowry to sway Lu Jia’s mother, which led to the events that had just occurred.

Catching sight of Yadong entering, Lin Feiwu’s slender willow brows arched suddenly, and in a flash, she appeared before him. Yadong’s heart skipped a beat as he felt his body lighten, and he was lifted high into the air by Lin Feiwu’s hands.