Chapter 32: Is the Second Son of the Qin Family a Twisted Fate?

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With a cold snort from Qin Tian, a terrifying power erupted from the void, obliterating the eleventh prince of the royal clan. This man was clearly another one of Ji Mingxing’s sycophantic friends; he appeared to be in his twenties and possessed a not-insignificant cultivation level, specifically the Eight Desolations Heaven of the Celestial Realm. How could a complete stranger possess such immense power? It was truly inconceivable. "Lord Fester, the items you requested have been prepared," the Babulian said respectfully to the figure in the shadows, though his movements could not hide his inherent weakness. Just today, a bombshell exploded on the New World gaming network and even on the Longcheng Hometown Affairs forum. It was already ten o'clock at night, and the road to the parking lot was deserted. In the darkness, several men jumped out from the shadows. "Love Into Void: Reward the players; we shouldn't take advantage of them. However, we can talk to the media and have them highlight our guild. I believe that once players know we, the Overlords, found the quest first, they will recognize our strength, and more people will join us." The old woman said, "I have delivered your bundle to the grocery store next door; you can pick it up at any time." Fu Hongxue nodded. The leader of the Flying Eagle Stronghold, with a cultivation at the ninety-ninth step of the first-stage Nine-Turn Golden Core Realm, was struck with terror, his face turning an ashen, ghastly blue. Even if Ling Xiao truly came to stir up trouble, it should be the experts of the Heavenly Holy City who deal with him. This person seeking help was no mere mortal: a genius of the Sword Emperor Palace, a legendary guardian of the Western Continent, and a combatant who had won ten consecutive matches at the Festival of the Gods... Of course, the real reason she qualified for Tea Xiu’s friends list was that she had once fought alongside him. To what height must his internal energy reach to exert such terrifying pressure? Lily’s Spider Smite was too early, and the moment Mo Ling descended, she was hit by Titan’s Q skill, leaving her no chance to cast Smite.

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She vaguely remembered these business partners; Zheng Wanqing handled all the advertisements later on. For this reason, she wanted to give it a try, but Zheng Wanqing was not very famous yet, and she was not entirely confident. Several subordinates, all dressed appropriately, waited outside the cafe. Judging by her demeanor, she was very busy and likely had other tasks to attend to. Yuan Fang did not want to abandon this friendship, which had spanned over two years of living together, so he had no choice but to politely decline Tea Xiu’s generous invitation. In the bleak, biting wind, by the deserted badminton court, Tea Xiu continued to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, petting a cat just to gather more intelligence. After reaching the stone chair, he did not let me down. Instead, he sat on the chair and pulled me onto his lap. As I sat on his thighs, a strange emotion welled up within me. My first reaction was to get down, but he held my waist firmly. If Cui Shaoqing asked Huang Man’er to be his bodyguard now, given the favor of saving his mother’s life, Huang Man’er would surely agree. However, Cui Shaoqing was not the type to leverage kindness for repayment, so he remained silent. Miao Zhishun continued, "This guy’s codename is Bart. We in the police force don’t have much information on him; he acts with extreme caution. He has never been photographed, and he has never left behind fingerprints or other identifying information." Everyone looked at the man in the black robe in disbelief—he was someone who had directly silenced the head of the Zhao family. The collective training they endured during their previous vacation was the real torture; they were forbidden from using spiritual energy to protect their bodies, which was truly agonizing. "Understood!" the three reinforced regiment commanders, dressed in lieutenant colonel uniforms, immediately took orders and led their five thousand troops toward the other three sides of the city wall, facing the fifty-thousand-strong army of the Ghost Clan. Because of the heavy rain, there were few pedestrians on the road. Li Mu kept his head down, studying the remnant map, completely unaware of anyone passing by in front of him. "However, after Gaia was conquered, no other traces of the Sand Snakes were found," the man continued. When the agent contract was originally signed, Kia Joorabchian’s terms included a termination fee clause; as long as the contract was terminated without fault, Li Wei would have to pay him three hundred thousand euros.

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Sensing the frigid aura coming from behind him, Wang Xiao punched a third-stage Ghost Clan expert to death before throwing his body backward, meeting the ice-giant palm of the Ghost Clan leader with an Iron Mountain Lean. Li Su was very glad he had left a talisman with Wang Xin, which allowed him to arrive in time today. He rushed toward the chairman’s office, the brain of the entire floor, and indeed, the brain of the entire Tang Corporation. The visitor was over sixty, thin and transcendental, holding a sheathed long sword, his brow revealing a sense of detachment as if he had seen through life and death. "That old man looks a bit like my grandmother who passed away many years ago," Luo Chenfeng said to the owner of the nunnery beside him. But if the person coming was Blood Wolf, it would certainly give Chu Yun a headache, as that guy was best at incessant chatter. Yan Chun felt no need to hide anything: "I have a god possessing me, bestowing all his skills upon me." This was, in fact, the absolute truth. "How did it go? What did she say?" Zhuo Anxiong asked eagerly as Zhang Yaying walked in, inquiring about the results of her conversation with Zhuo Moxiy that evening. In Chu Yun’s eyes, perhaps the two were somewhat related; faced with such a situation, one was a coincidence, while the other stemmed from reverence for China—the likelihood of either was about the same.