Volume 1, Chapter 33: Is the Heir Willing to Let You Go?

At first, the host families felt they had gotten the better end of the deal and were quite pleased. But as time passed, they began to feel a bit embarrassed. Now, they were actively inviting the students into their homes for meals, treating them with the warmth and affection one would show toward their own nieces and nephews.

He recited the sentence slowly, his voice carrying a natural, captivating rhythm that left one lingering on every word.

However, after he shouted a command, his horse had not run even ten yards before he felt a splitting pain in his head. Unable to help it, he let out a loud cry and tumbled from his saddle.

Su Mo had suddenly gone to see Guo Si last night; they surely believed it was a perfectly secret operation, hidden from everyone. Yet, the news was reported to Zhu Ling overnight, and Zhu Ling immediately sought instructions from his commander, Chen Nuo. Chen Nuo’s order to him was to remain still and wait for the enemy to act. And so, he was still waiting, observing how the other side would move.

While it was indeed a bit sluggish on one hand, it also reflected the gravity of the matter on the other.

From their very first meeting, Su Jin had vaguely sensed a hint of arrogance about him. This arrogance did not manifest as him being overbearing, but it was subtly embedded in his speech and mannerisms, giving him an air of looking down on many things as if he were above the common dust.

"It looks a bit like the light I saw before..." Watching those flame-like glows rising into the sky, the boy recalled that figure in the heavens who had used crimson light to shower a rain of death upon the earth.

With a soft pop, a stream of black blood sprayed from the top of the snake’s head. Lin Feng had nowhere to dodge; the foul-smelling liquid splashed, and some of it even entered his mouth. The taste was indescribable. He unleashed a full-powered strike with both hands, causing a massive crack to appear on the snake’s crown. Lin Feng staggered, and the white snake, stung by the pain, violently whipped its head upward.

Xin Jiuyi was much calmer than the others, or perhaps it was that he already loathed Ye Mu so deeply that he could not tolerate his own disciples cheering for or bolstering Ye Mu’s reputation as the others were doing.

Mi Zhen left Zhao Xue’s side, turned, and ran straight to the place where Chen Dao was being held, walking right in.

Unsurprisingly, his red Maserati was also blocked by the black-clad security guards, who told him to wait aside and promised to call him when it was his turn.

"Ugh, Kai, stay calm, stay calm. I’ve already told you guys, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to sleep! I have school tomorrow." After saying this, Yuan Yuan lay down.

Before them lay a skeleton, white as jade, half-reclining beside a pool some five yards in circumference. A dark green short sword pierced its skull, pinning it firmly to the ground in a truly eerie fashion.

I stared at Yang Baikun with disdain, though inwardly I was quite nervous; I was merely finding words to distract myself from the pressure.

"Wei Yi, could you please close your eyes for a moment?" Zhen Xi looked at Xie Weiyi with a brilliant smile. His voice was low, magnetic, and carried a touch of charm. He winked at her playfully, appearing all the more enchanting.

Seeing the two of them in such a pathetic state, it wasn't just Sarah—even Li Hongming couldn't bear to watch. The reason he hadn't fought for that seat was that in the original plot, it was the spot where another male soldier sat, who eventually turned into a zombie. It was cursed with bad luck, and he wasn't about to sit there.

I felt a secret shock in my heart. I had seen Binzi’s physique, and the fact that Yang Baikun dared to pick a fight with him made my heart sink even further.

"What do you mean?" Long Ji was puzzled, which was only natural, as Otius was not the one he was questioning.

"There’s a saying: better to die under the peony than to regret it even as a ghost! Although the flowers here aren't peonies, they aren't half bad to look at, so this master hasn't come out at a loss." Min Yan tilted his chin, looking quite pleased with himself.

Subsequently, Team L, having gained a massive advantage, took the Baron and then the Elder Dragon. With the dual-buffs, they pushed through our base in one go. We were unable to resist their advance and could only watch helplessly as our base shattered.

The person in the shadows ultimately did not make a move, allowing Chu Fan and his group to fight their way out. From that moment on, the Star Cloud City Lord’s mansion officially declared a change of ownership.

"We are both adults now; we have our own minds when it comes to doing things. We will be just fine, so don't worry, Mom," Su Qian'ai said, constantly reassuring her.

Without realizing it, a month had passed, and the two were completely oblivious. For the past month, a man in his thirties had often stood not far away, watching the two practice and spar with a smile. When the month was up, the school teachers had come to the back mountain to look for them, only to be turned away by the man, so the two continued their training.

Wang Zhu nearly fell to the ground. This fellow Xiang Yu was truly capable of scraping the earth bare; his speed at conscripting laborers was unparalleled. In just a short time, he had scraped together another fifty or sixty thousand troops.

"Forget it. Since that’s the case, I’ll go look for the Myriad-Year Profound Ice instead." Yang炎 looked at the others helplessly, retracted the Nine Nether Ice Fire, and shook his head. He had thought this flame from the Demon Realm would be useful, but it turned out to be ineffective for this and that. It seemed that everything from the Demon Realm was far too strange.

Taking someone’s money meant doing their bidding. At the command of the young Master Huang, some of the security guards lost their patience. They swung their rubber-coated iron batons, which looked like police batons, toward Shi Qing with fierce force that whistled through the air.

The Temple Knight silently recited an incantation. A brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body, and the knight’s lance in his hand turned into gold. His confidence surged; he knew this was the divine spell "Knight’s Faith" cast upon him by Archbishop Arnold Auerbach. He let out a great roar, "Watch the spear... Bursting Lance!"

"As long as you're not sick, that's fine. Let's go, they're waiting for us upstairs." Leng Xiaoyu pulled Jiang Xinyao into the elevator.

Secondly, the Vietnamese army had long since laid a large number of mines along the routes our troops might use for infiltration and had marked the coordinates of their fire support points, which caused considerable damage to our infiltrating units.

However, not long after he delivered the items, he was chased down by someone claiming to be a police officer, who then apprehended him.

Leo and Qiqi prepared the necessary dry rations and ropes, then set off, using their agility to head toward the peak of Panlong Mountain.