Volume 1, Chapter 28: Fainted Again

Wanxia was so terrified that she could barely speak, trembling as she kowtowed repeatedly. "Please, Miss, calm your anger. I didn't do it, I would never dare again..."

Su Yan'er was stunned. What if Wanxia were tortured and confessed that she had been sent to spy in Wanyue Courtyard? Su Yan'er could not sit idly by; she had to protect Wanxia. If that secret came to light, the persona she had so painstakingly cultivated would be ruined.

Immediately, Su Yan'er slid from her chair and knelt on the floor. "Uncle, Aunt, Fourth Sister, this is all my fault. I injured myself by accident, and Wanxia, in her anxious desire to protect her mistress, spoke recklessly and falsely accused Fourth Sister. Please, Fourth..."

Furthermore, the opponent's explosive talisman was merely a bluff; it felt as though she had been struck by an invisible slap, her face burning with pain.

Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi were veteran masters of the martial arts world. Regardless of their current strength, their seasoned judgment far exceeded that of younger experts. As a high-ranking official of the Sui Dynasty, Wang Shichong had dealt with the four great clans and was quite familiar with some of their unique techniques.

"Speak your mind. I don't believe for a second that you came here just to see me," Yan'er said, looking at him.

Once the other party was persuaded, half the battle was won. As for the rest, one had only to wait for tomorrow's outcome; it would surely not be disappointing.

"Easily done," Lin Yuchen said, spinning and leaping into the air. He plucked the golden ingot lantern and descended gracefully. The riddle remained simple yet tricky—a seven-character line: "Solitary peaks stack, layers of clouds disperse." Name one character.

Upon hearing the mention of killing, Fang Lu, being clever, sought to divert their attention with money.

Next, Mu Yi chose a lush patch of land behind the mountain and drew two Rejuvenation Talismans. By the time he finished, the vitality of the plants within a ten-zhang radius had faded, as if on the verge of death. Even plants within a hundred zhang were affected, their leaves turning yellow and withered as if stricken by illness.

But Cui Shun could already foresee that the Cui family’s days in Jizhou would be difficult; they would inevitably be targeted by the three major families.

The conservatives, however, argued that such a move was too reckless. The true situation regarding the Mizunozuki clan remained unclear, and if they acted rashly, they risked falling into a trap. Moreover, the origin of this "Akatsuki" was mysterious, necessitating extreme caution.

Xiahou Dun was a veteran of the battlefield. He had pursued Liu Bei desperately, partly because he did not want to let Liu Bei and Zhu Huan escape—especially Zhu Huan, whom he wished to devour alive—and partly because he did not believe Liu Bei would set an ambush.

When it came to fighting, these people were all old hands; they knew exactly what to do and to what extent, and everyone understood the limits.

Why couldn't the Master see the plea for help in her eyes? Hadn't the Master always understood her? Why must the Master ignore her so?

The two mythical beasts were evenly matched, locked in a fierce struggle. Blue light blades and red fireballs flashed in the air, accompanied by deafening spiritual explosions—a truly terrifying sight.

"No," the super-soldiers replied in unison, though their voices lacked conviction.

Coupled with Su Yusheng’s seductive, liquid gaze, she looked for all the world like a street hoodlum.

If the land for the textile factory had been secured earlier, the new office building could already be under construction. Whether for work or housing, there would be no need to worry about space.

"I will definitely pay you back!" the middle-aged man kowtowed heavily. Wiping away his tears, he turned and walked toward the Office Building A of the Taihe Plaza.

Seeing the two men on the ring begin to chat about domestic affairs, some of the disciples watching from below grew restless, shouting out as if to remind them that this was, after all, the final match to decide the top four.

Dilinaza paid her respects at the tomb of King Hami, Nahuli, shedding many tears. She knew that from this day forward, Hami had ceased to be a nation. Yet, what brought her comfort was that the new master of this land was her lover, who would only treat her better than before.

Lin Feng could kill a venomous bat in about three strikes. Such level-nine monsters had high attack but low health, making them easier for him to dispatch. The attack bonus of the Sharp Dagger meant that for monsters under level ten, defense was irrelevant, as it could significantly bypass their armor.

"Brother Bai, Sister, as long as you understand," Ma Gang grinned. He looked up slightly toward Tang Ya's direction; although he couldn't see her, he began to fantasize about how to enjoy this delicacy later.

"Qingyun?" Lin Jin exclaimed in pleasant surprise as he saw the white-robed youth suddenly appear before him.

Just as Patch was surveying his surroundings with satisfaction, Coulson's voice sounded in his ear once more.

"That's good." Upon hearing Patch's reply, the elderly priest Magellan smiled with relief.

Having said that, he turned and walked away. I desperately wanted to chase after him and ask him to stay, but I did not move; I remained rooted to the spot. He had only walked a few steps when he turned back, seemingly wanting to see my reaction. Seeing me standing there calmly watching him, he froze in his tracks.

Zhang Ruolan was also puzzled. When it suddenly sprouted two days ago, she had been startled, feeling a persistent itch in her arm, though it had improved over the last two days.

With a bang, countless brilliant fireworks were launched into the sky, blooming to reveal a heart shape in the center. The sky was filled with splendor, breathtakingly beautiful.

Although Elder Xiang was a mage, he was a three-life reincarnator and thus had some research into Feng Shui. Yu Ying hadn't expected Elder Xiang to be so approachable. She nodded happily, then moved to Tang Yan's side to chat.

Rosie was exhausted; the radio calisthenics were far too torturous for a cat. After doing them for only a little while, her entire body was sore.

One was an old Knight Commander who had spent his entire life purging black-hearted forces and training new recruits.

Left alone, Lin Xuan watched as the door to the central villa opened. Understanding the message, he stepped inside.