Chapter 67: The Agreement

Yeliko wore a calm expression as he stood before his father's grave, placing a bouquet of flowers and smoking a cigarette.

"You're fast," he remarked.

Feng Xu's lips curled into a slight smile; he had not expected Yeliko to arrive here so quickly.

"I didn't think you would finish things so quickly either," Yeliko replied.

...

Huang Xiang did not answer him. She simply watched the young man before her intently, as if she wanted to see through him.

Nangong Zhengyang was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. As soon as he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

She shook her head, thinking to herself that every city seemed to have a People’s Square. In her memory, every place had a plaza, and they all seemed to be called People’s Square.

"Lan Yi, make her shut up," Zi Xin commanded coldly. With that, Cai Die was silenced immediately.

The ringtone of her phone interrupted her quiet thoughts; it was a call from Liu Diandian, asking what she wanted to eat. She answered offhandedly, "Fried rice."

From a distance, they could already see Han Chen sitting on the court, warming up. His tall figure, white jersey—he seemed to shine like the brightest star on the entire court, radiant and dazzling.

She took off her thick down jacket, wearing only a thin T-shirt, and played basketball with them all afternoon. Soaked in sweat, she felt exhilarated.

The two walked out of the square. Huang Chengli seemed very interested in the exchange between Liu Ying and Huang Xiang, and continued to ask questions.

"A wise choice, Shen Qingzhi. You brought this upon yourself." Chen Yuyang laughed softly as he glanced at the empty bottles on the table.

Lately, Old Huang was acting stranger and stranger, as if he was ready to kill at the slightest provocation. If he weren't stopped in time, he might spring forward with his sword and behead someone.

It was true—Director Fury had indeed handed a USB drive to Steve, warning him, "Trust no one," before collapsing unconscious.

Faced with everyone’s unpredictable actions and Xia Ji’s chaotic tech tree, Maple Night could not help but feel speechless.

Although the "Heritage Tribe" could tame beetles, this was an ancestral technique passed down through generations. They had tried to tame other insects by following the same methods, but always failed.

Upon learning that Angmar would soon depart for the outer realms, Lannather finally chose to return to the Void Storm in the outer realms, to oversee research into the cosmic powers so vital for the blood elves.

This time, Hao Fang simply wanted to see what would happen if Thor was kept from falling into High Heaven’s hands.

Within Tan Kexin’s sea of consciousness, an external spiritual force crushed Yun Yi’s mental attack. It was the demon’s power. If Yun Yi had not had the Great Luo Talisman to guard his mind, his fate would have been the same as Tan Kexin and the others.

"Civilian use?" Han Ji listened to Mahe’s words, her brows furrowing slightly. She was from the military, so her thoughts naturally revolved around upgrading armaments.

Here, one must admit: despite all the talent in Konoha, their politics were a complete mess—truly a marvel.

Xuan Ying held her close; she grew weaker and weaker, her presence barely noticeable against his strong chest.

Tang Mo’er looked at him. He was bare-chested, wearing only black trousers, a black belt cinched at his toned waist. The sensual lines of his bronze skin and the tight, lean mermaid line were enough to make anyone swoon.

Lin Cheng had been forcefully pushed into this storm by Zhang Hong’an, yet he could not retreat, because he liked Zhang Ranan.

Naturally, he couldn’t let Zixuan escape either, so he followed her closely. But seeing their colleagues beaten so badly, and then feeling the gaze of Prince Jin and Qian Tian Gu, they suddenly felt a chill down their backs, wondering if they should not have been so loyal to the Empress Dowager today.