Volume 1, Chapter 44: Master is Above

First, through Du Zhiping, he would force Du Yan to acknowledge him as his father at the press conference. According to the traditional etiquette of Huaxia, once Du Yan acknowledged this father, he could not push the Luo family to a dead end.

Although Ye Tian ultimately did not end up with her, the lingering emotion in her heart could never be erased. Therefore, no matter what, she did not want to see anything happen to Ye Tian.

Tang Feng did not even look at the dagger on the ground; he walked straight up to the other person and pulled over a chair to sit down.

Before Du Yan could say anything, Shen Heng pulled him into his arms and kissed him fiercely. Shen Heng's kiss carried an overwhelming wave of emotions—devoid of any technique, it invaded like a sudden, violent storm.

He exerted a slight force, attempting to pull his hand away, but just as his hand moved the slightest bit, He Jin gripped it even tighter.

A strange gleam seemed to flash across Ling Shuang's eyes. Then, biting her lower lip to suppress her impulse, she reached out and gestured in the air, looking as though she were pulling something downward by a notch.

Shiki Rogi sighed, waving her hand casually to signal Asagami Fujino to come in. Hesitating slightly, Asagami Fujino stepped inside and pulled the door shut behind her.

Just as he was deep in thought, a sudden chill washed over him from behind. His expression changed drastically as he sensed something hurtling toward him at incredible speed.

"Just watch me carve him alive!" Weiyi shouted, snatching up a kitchen knife from nearby and hollering that she was going to kill and hack someone to pieces.

In Yan Qi's view, rather than saying the stone figure was attacking Su Weiyun with a stone lock, it was more like it was gently brushing against Su Weiyun's sleeves.

A doll whose appearance and figure were entirely obscured by grime and mess made it truly impossible to discern its gender.

"Oh my god, it's sleeting, the wind is howling, and visibility is so low—I genuinely didn't see you," the skinny man said self-righteously.

Zhao Gou stared fixedly at Qin Hui. This matter had already been leaked to Qin Hui through his informants, so Qin Hui was well-prepared in advance.

The entity is anchored to an object, allowing the hateful anomaly to harness a fraction of its power through the specific traits of that item.

That is to say, for a person suffering from delayed drowning, there could be a gap of several hours or even days between the moment of immersion and actual death.

Plagued by a guilty conscience, she subconsciously stepped backward until she bumped against an obstacle and realized she had nowhere left to retreat.

Even the other "umbilical cord," already squeezed dry of any remaining value, was not spared; it was packed into a separate box while she checked her courting-death points status.

The man in black and Panqing were startled by a sound coming from the rooftop and hurriedly rushed out to investigate, only to catch a glimpse of Bo Cong's receding back.

The short, plump man entered the restroom, pulled out his phone with one hand, and slammed the door of the toilet stall shut with a loud crash.

If you all wanted to murder me, you could have just said, "Darling, time to drink your medicine." There was truly no need to turn them into dishes.

Jiang Qi held the exact opposite view of the butler. When the Princess Consort stepped down from the carriage earlier, her complexion hadn't looked too good. Don't think he didn't know—the Prince must have been too rough on her inside the carriage just now and was trying to make up for it by doing these things now.

He hadn't done anything wrong anyway. If these guys really found him an eyesore, Jiang Kehao certainly wouldn't let them off the hook either. What was wrong with killing a few people? It was no big deal.

The master elder had initially thought Chen Zi suffered from a neurological disorder. Upon learning that Chen Zi had brought this upon himself voluntarily, he prescribed a targeted set of exercises to awaken wisdom and fortify the brain—such as handstands and massaging head acupoints—supplemented by Daoist and Buddhist seated meditation and contemplation techniques.

Xiao Shengge's cold, beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. With a flash of her figure, she dodged the poisoned needles. Dozens of silver needles zipped past her and struck a floor-to-ceiling lampstand, riddling it like a hedgehog.

After watching the drill for a while, Kuang Qie expressed his gratitude for their hard work and returned to his quarters, using the excuse of visiting and comforting the injured guards.

Overjoyed at heart, he imagined how all the rare treasures he had long desired and the goods desperately needed in his shop would arrive without the slightest effort. His weathered face broke into a broad smile.

This person had reached the outer edge of the blank zone—he had ventured deeper than anyone else. However, instead of proceeding further, he circled the perimeter of the blank zone. Catching sight of the inky-black arrows resting inside the open windows, a chill crept into his heart.

This guy was utterly ruthless; at the slightest provocation, he would implicate someone's entire nine clans along with their friends. Wasn't this the extermination of the ten clans used when executing Fang Xiaoru?

Thus, the vocal music suppressed the demonic magic of soul-perception. Rather than joining the fray directly, it was better to provide support from the side. As the sword forms solidified, Wuyi's spiritual energy gradually recovered, and this restored energy continuously poured into the Qingling Sword.

"Wu Ming?" Long Shaojun seemed to recall some unpleasant memory and gently shook Wu Ming's shoulder.

Coming to his senses, Lin Xiu felt a surge of fervent excitement in his eyes. Without hesitation, the illusory figure within his spatial ring leaped forward, and a pale hand grabbed straight toward the black box.

Although I knew he wouldn't pull the trigger, I still took a step back. While I could be sure he wouldn't dare to shoot, I couldn't guarantee what other drastic actions he might take.

Unprepared for this remark, Qin Jingyu was momentarily stunned, then smiled and said, "Ask away, Chief. Jingyu will naturally say everything she knows and tell all without reservation." Inwardly, she mused that he was likely about to pose some difficult riddles to test her. She wasn't afraid of answering questions, but she feared he would go back on his word, and she had no idea which side Xiao Yan would take by then.

Thinking of this, Li Zhi instantly lost all excitement about acquiring good treasures. He packed everything away and retreated straight back to the Central Plains.

The meal was eaten in a most awkward fashion. The three of them were each harboring their own hidden thoughts, while Lin Zhennan and Xu Lian watched helplessly from the side, unable to do a thing.

Zhao Long nodded, a flash of ferocity crossing his eyes, though it vanished a split second later as he smiled and nodded again.

We both let go of each other simultaneously, and with a spring-like bound, the man leaped up from the bed. Only, his hand was already clenching a weapon.

What brought some comfort to Su Jinniang was that she hadn't disturbed Ling Yun upstairs. If he had truly followed the sound down just now, Su Jinniang really would have had no way to clear her name of the charge of seducing the Emperor, even if she jumped into the Yellow River.