Chapter 37: Dong Biao's Apology

Academic building. Class Nine, Grade Twelve. Seven servings of fried rice sat on the classroom windowsill; Feng Liang spotted his name at a glance. He carried his takeout back to the classroom, untied the bag, and took out the fried rice, discovering a strip of toilet paper inside. "Heh, Junior Wang is quite thoughtful." He ate while reading, unwilling to waste even a second. Soon, he finished the rice and wiped his mouth with the paper. He went out to toss the container into the trash, returned to the classroom, and looked at the wall clock: 12:10. If he had gone to the cafeteria to queue for food, he wouldn't have made it back before 12:30. "Saved twenty minutes of mealtime. Worth it," he smiled faintly and returned to his math problems.

Her words sent a chill through his body. "If you dare to do anything to the child in Xia Qi's womb, I will not let you off," Jun Haixin said coldly. Wu Tianlang was a man of the world; seeing the wound on his left shoulder and recalling Dora's invisibility, he instantly linked Dora to the vampires. Did he not know that someone was exploiting Han Lianyi's influence over him and Lian Shuo? He was no fool, nor was Lian Shuo. He would certainly root out the one who hoped to reap the benefits of their conflict. Feeling him draw near, Dan Mo felt the soul within her shell tremble with excitement; her flickering eyes darted even more intensely, and her delicate body shook slightly. "Slower cultivation is better than losing my life. So, I still have a way out." Thinking of this, Lu Yu felt a sudden sense of relief, as if the rope around his neck had finally loosened, no longer feeling so suffocating.

"If Xia Hao hadn't spoken about your situation, this matter wouldn't have reached the news media," Xia Qi said. "And if Xia Hao weren't my cousin, his words wouldn't have any persuasive power." It was precisely because of their kinship that the public accepted the authenticity of the news. Yan Zhen looked at the list of the top eight, grinning; there were several people he particularly wanted to slap in the face, and he hoped to encounter them in the next battle. Two more years drifted by, leaving only six months until the Seven Realms dungeon. Peace reigned on Yanyue Star, and every night, countless cultivators gazed at the starry sky, longing for the future. Had she not called again around midnight and been told by Jun Jinxin's second brother that Xia Qi was safe and found, she would not have been able to sleep all night. It is said that in ancient times, a massive phoenix, a thousand feet long, fell here and died. The ground of Phoenix-Fall Valley is entirely crimson and vibrant. Even now, the valley is home to red birds said to be descendants of the phoenix. Chu Ming gasped for air, trying his best to calm down, for even in such a dire situation, he could not afford to panic.

The second batch of July was shipped out on June 28th. By the 5th, calls came into the sales department requesting additional printing. The response was that it would be arranged uniformly after other summary data arrived for month-end shipment, provided a deposit was paid first. Three days later, Nangong Mengting snuggled in Ning Yue's arms, while Ning Yue held a piece of iron that emitted a faint, cold glint. "Does anyone here have a lighter? Lend me a light." Li Chao waved a hand at them; for a heavy smoker like him, holding an unlit, smoke-free cigarette in his mouth was agonizing. "If I cannot refuse, then let my friend participate in this Poseidon Temple trial instead," Ye Feng said. Boom! The ground trembled, revealing a massive fissure filled with tens of thousands of skeletons. Seeing this, Zhang Ye’s eyes sparked with murderous intent. Hearing this, Feng Yuan pulled back the tent flap and entered, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes as she sat beside Qiaozhu, wondering what her mistress wanted to command.

The White Emperor's energy was insufficient, and his speed became sluggish. In such a state, he could not teleport away. His eyes gradually widened beneath the massive claw, carrying a trace of relief. Zhuo Ligeer was about to retort when he suddenly saw a blood-red sword tip protrude from his chest; blood instantly filled the butler's mouth. As the butler fell forward, he saw the ferocious Amuer, his face covered in blood. King Zheng noticed the "Cunning Rabbit" and pointed directly at him in front of Zheng Penghai. Zheng Penghai had anticipated this, so he repeated what he had told Uncle Ye. This massive sphere was the crystallization of the wisdom and power of the generations of elders of the Magic Association; legend had it that its core was the bone of a saint, unparalleled in holiness and sublimity.

"The Princess likely does not know the meaning of an underground fighting tournament," the Count asked with a smile. "Our Jing'er has grown up!" Madam Xuan hugged the crawling Jing'er on the couch, teasing him with a gold bell. Finally, under everyone's gaze, she jumped boldly onto the bed in the room and hid under the covers. Xia Haoran didn't say a word, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat. However, after stuffing himself for a long time, he noticed the other person hadn't made a sound. The exorcists approached the stairs rapidly; well-trained, they chose not to use the elevator, as in emergencies, the most advanced things are often the least reliable. The Singaporean government's hiring of Foreman was an attempt to improve their private relationship with Li Chen. "What's wrong? You look surprised. Our fathers will know about this sooner or later; it's just a matter of time," Xia Haoran comforted. "Regarding ideology and social systems, I... I don't quite understand the difference," Li Chen shrugged, gesturing. Xuan Shao jumped out of the carriage first; without bowing to his parents, he turned back to help Yanyu down.

I know not how much time had passed when steady, light breathing came from beside her. Yan Zhui watched her in the faint dawn light, praying sincerely that she would no longer be haunted by nightmares, that she might sleep in peace, forever happy and free from worry. After leaving the household registration office, Lin Qingping strolled into Kunyun City through the West Gate and sent a message to Lu Yifeng: I have arrived at Kunyun City. Upon hearing this, Chou Xu was startled, but out of recognition for Jiang Chou's strength, he still waved for someone to check the acquisition records within the White Jade Square Seal. "It's nothing, I just saw a cockroach and it ran off. You go back!" Xu Yao quickly fabricated a lie to send Qiao'er away. This is why the series of wars waged by the Kingdom of Castile and its predecessors—the Kingdom of León, the Kingdom of Aragon, the Kingdom of Navarre, etc.—are called the Reconquista; these places had been lost for too long, for hundreds of years.