Volume 1, Chapter 64: Did I Just Make a Fool of Myself?

Rong Rong found it somewhat hard to believe. Didn't they know what kind of person Xiu Qiqi was? If Xiu Qiqi had truly been aware of their plans, how could she have remained silent until now? Surely it couldn't be because she still cared about their friendship.

Although they dared not act rashly because the investor was Jin Youqian, if they had truly had no involvement with this circle, people in the entertainment industry would undoubtedly want nothing to do with the Guo family.

Anyone could see how fiercely Yuan Shuo protected Wan Qi. Would he agree to something even Hang Hongxiu opposed? Besides, this method required him to shed his own blood.

"No, no, this is not true." Overwhelmed with terror, he shook his head and retreated. His grandfather possessed such formidable martial arts skills; how could this be? He found it utterly unbelievable.

"Mom, and you as well, think before you speak from now on. Say what should be said, and don't blurt out whatever comes to your mind. You are already fifty years old; act your age. Every time you open your mouth, sheer nonsense comes pouring out. Do you think people aren't laughing behind your back?"

Deng Wen was anxious on the side, but the exact same scene caught the Paparazzo's eye, making his gaze light up. The restlessness that Wan Qi had managed to suppress only moments ago flared up again in his heart, scampering about with excitement as he snapped pictures of Wan Qi from every conceivable angle.

Originally, Wan Qi's gaze had always been light and airy, devoid of any fixed point of focus. It seemed as though her eyes never truly rested on anyone, which actually made it easier for her to observe the movements around her. Yet, the moment you began to speak, she would look directly at you, giving you the illusion that she was listening to your words with the utmost sincerity.

Jokes aside, no one knew what kind of person his father was better than he did. With life having improved in recent years, his father hadn't acted like this in a long while. But at that exact moment, he suddenly recalled that when his father beat people, he never measured his strength. What his father would often say was, "If I beat someone to death, so be it; I'll just pay for their life with my own."

As if disturbed from a sound sleep by that hollow and eerie voice, Chang Le furrowed his brow tightly and spoke involuntarily. Although no sound came out, Wu Weiyang still managed to read the shape of her lips.

Wudang's Wu Qing, along with the Beggar Sect's Huang Jinxing, Tan Mo, Luo Zhiyong, and Li Qingping, also slowly closed their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

Countless bonfires had already been erected across the vast, empty snowfield. As everyone scattered to gather firewood, Yun Luo's sharp eyes suddenly caught sight of three figures walking down the slope. So startled was she that the firewood in her arms slipped, crashing straight onto Huo Feng's foot.

This vibrant forest once again welcomed a rare bustling atmosphere. In the few days spent preparing for the wedding, the entire clan was busy from dawn till dusk, throwing the whole forest into a roaring, lively fervor.

Even if one managed to barely acquire it, when the ultimate battle of the Ten Champions arrived, given one's current level of cultivation, elimination was an absolute certainty.

For a long time, as the night grew deeper, the stone monkey withdrew his finger, a trace of fatigue flashing across his face. Even with his formidable spiritual awareness, he could not help but feel a lingering sense of dizziness.

One must realize that a rank-six item of this caliber was an absolute rarity even in the upper realms. It was frequently the reason behind life-and-death struggles among generations of experts, leaving corpses strewn across fields and blood flowing for miles. Yet now, such a reason had unexpectedly appeared right before his eyes.

With a flash of light at his waist, three talismans materialized in Cui Feng's hand: a Burst Fire Talisman, an Earth Spike Talisman, and a Thorn Blade Talisman. These talismans were the very last survivors of the eleven given to him by Zhong Bili back then.

Fang Zuoqing cast a gaze of fervent desire toward the storage pouch at Dong Zhanyun's waist. After all, not everyone possessed a mid-grade storage pouch. As a Mighty Tiger-class general, he had only ever been rewarded with a peak low-grade storage ring—who told him he had no innate talent to speak of?

Running into yesterday's candied hawthorn vendor, Xie Qiao's immediate reaction was to step forward and greet him.

Xuguzi's expression shifted, his aura erupting in an instant, and an oppressive, heavy pressure swept instantly toward Ling'er.

Initially, the fatty hound felt that his second brother would not show mercy to these people. Knowing his second brother's temperament well, he was aware that anyone daring to pose a threat to Big Fool would be hunted down relentlessly.

As the sole and unique existence in this world, how could he tolerate the appearance of a second entity identical to himself? Even if one were to emerge, he would eradicate it.

The two of them trembled as they looked at the young man before them, feeling the icy aura emanating from his body. They had no doubt whatsoever regarding his complete lack of goodwill toward the two of them.

Tianya glanced in surprise at the completely renewed front gate. Constructed from marble, the top of the gate was draped with a piece of red cloth.

I suddenly felt a wave of relief. Asking me to resolutely leave He Liancheng—even if it were just an act—was easier said than done. We had supported each other all the way to the present, our very beings embedded into each other's flesh and bones; the slightest loosening of the bond would tear at our flesh and shatter our bones, causing a bloody, excruciating agony.

Qing E leaned lazily against a tree, her eyes tightly closed as she dozed off. Mei'er lightened her footsteps, walked over, and sat down beside her, quietly studying this half-sister of hers.

Patron Luo calculated the dates: his eldest son, Luo Junxi, was to marry Princess Mingzhu in the capital on the twenty-first day of the tenth month. After a full month, it would be the twenty-first of the eleventh month. The journey from the capital back to Luocheng took about a month, and upon the princess's arrival at the estate, wedding completion ceremonies had to be held, which would surely take another half-month of commotion. Thus, the second son's wedding could only be scheduled for January of the following year.

Whether it pertained to the imperial court government or street thugs and ruffians, countless real-life examples of this saying had indeed occurred throughout history.

Captain Naresha revealed the secret location where Aaliyah was imprisoned to Mark Bain. Mark Bain arrived at the rendezvous point and relayed this information to Uchiha Madara.

"Every child born is an angel from heaven. Of course they come from the heavens; could anyone possibly come from hell?" Liu Qingshan deliberately disrupted everyone's train of thought.

However, what Hua Zhen did not know was that Luo Chen had not only forced the million-strong army of the Proud Dragon Empire to withdraw from the Northwest Region, but had also forcefully roped in a massive group of free muscle—a lineup of experts powerful enough to shock anyone's eyes.

Three minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Takeo Kuroda, growing somewhat impatient, gently waved his hand and issued the order to attack.

Thus, with a roar, Dennis lunged forward once more, even grasping a sharp sword in his hand this time around.

The reason the citizens of Proud Dragon still trusted the imperial family was their knowledge that the bloodline of the dragon race still lingered within the descendants of the royal family. These offspring possessing dragon blood were revered by the masses as the descendants of the dragon race.

"Shut up!" Xu Lu slapped her hand over Qin Feng's mouth. If she didn't stop this bastard, who knew what kind of unmentionable filth he might blurt out next? Yet, recalling the events of the night before, Xu Lu could not help blushing fiercely from ear to ear.