32 Who Is Being More Pretentious (Including Second and Third Updates)

"Ha, so you're threatening me!" Gui Feng flicked his cloak and leaped off the eagle with an elegant flourish. Yet, he merely looked on with cold indifference, sneering to himself.

In Osmanthus Village, the Chai family’s house stood empty. The villagers only knew that government soldiers had come to make arrests. As for whether anyone had been taken away or injured, no one knew, and no one dared to peek.

Jiang Fengyan was now very curious about what this senior actually looked like, what kind of tennis skills he possessed, and why he was able to defeat so many talented players, earning the title "Genius Killer."

Song Daga and Song Erga were the first to step forward, bowing to the old man before supporting him on either side as he descended from the carriage.

To prepare for the upcoming finals, Jiang Fengyan truly pushed himself to the limit, not only intensifying his training but also starting practice matches with Jiang Yinling.

Occasionally, with a casual counterattack, Zhu Gongdao would be thrown into a flustered, disheveled, and battered state, yet the strike was as elusive as a swan’s footprint on snow—leaving no trace to be found.

"A man of ambition should look to the world at large; he must not be cut down by temporary hardships. Young Master Zhang, you must pull yourself together." Though Song He's voice grew faint, it did nothing to diminish the profound strength of her words.

Once in position, Yan Shansue began to explain in detail the precautions for the formation: how to face the enemy, how to coordinate, and how to unleash its maximum power.

Mother Zhu curled her lip, "Once my youngest son has made up his mind, could you possibly oppose him?" She was, in fact, most happy to see it happen.

He longed to reach out and use his calloused palm to wipe away those tears, to soothe the indelible unease in her heart, but he could do nothing. He could only watch helplessly as she didn't even bother to wipe her eyes, gazing at him through a misty veil of tears, filled with both resentment and deep affection.

She hurried outside, put her phone away, and when she returned to the room, her grandfather was already seated, waiting for her.

***

This was something that should not be known—his own mistake. He did not want Xiao Qi to remember this for the rest of her life, or to remember the peculiar circumstances of her friend. No, that was something he absolutely did not want to happen. At the time, he thought it best to let her understand the facts, but at this very moment, his thoughts had completely shifted.

"Animals." Heaven knows how his heart was boiling; he truly wanted to rush over right now and beat those two bastards to a pulp. To be able to make their own mother sleep on the sofa? To be able to force their own mother to sell her land? They were truly something else.

The sun was still high, offering no hint of cold. Yet, this stretch of sky carried a faint, bloody hue.

During the time they were together, whenever Maizi fell ill, Ye Zifan would be incredibly anxious, staying by his side no matter how busy work was. Back then, Ye Zifan was the perfect lover—gentle, considerate, and doting in every way. You couldn't help but lose yourself in his tenderness.

Listening to the sound, Nalan Heng raised an eyebrow and looked toward the source, a corner of his mouth curling upward. Was this guy still as reckless as ever?

This relocation of the headquarters was a good thing for City A. With the Lu Corporation moving here, there was no fear that other large enterprises wouldn't follow suit.

Upon receiving the notice, Ye Zifan sent Zhao Siqi to negotiate the compensation, even relaxing the terms further. He had thought this would resolve the issue completely, but he hadn't expected the conflict to escalate instead.

Yun Yi’s previously arrogant expression withered, a flicker of terror appearing in his eyes. However, with so many media outlets surrounding them, he had no choice but to maintain his facade.

Hunter and prey? Sometimes, until the very end, no one knows who the true hunter is.

The terrifying giant immediately braced itself, causing the earth to tremble. The astonishing power left everyone startled, their eyes filled with wonder.

With a sudden pain in his stomach, a massive force surged, and he was kicked flying. He crashed into a tree trunk with a thud, landing heavily on the ground, where he lay prone, unable to move.

***

Because of this, we four did not dare to get too close while moving, keeping a distance of more than half a meter between our felt torches. The children continued onward into the darkness of the air-raid shelter.

"Who exactly did you hear from that my name is Phantom, and how did you know I was here?" Phantom immediately voiced the doubt in his heart.

"Stop for a moment. This is the source of the Water Village’s grand formation. As long as the mist doesn't dissipate, we can't get out, but I have a way to break it," the landlady whispered in my ear, clearly very confident.

Without any warning, his own body became incredibly alien, as if it were being manipulated by Dalcy. Yet, this sensation and experience were indescribably wonderful, surpassing everything Anuo had known from birth until now.

Finally, there was some movement. A man carrying night soil pushed a wooden cart inside, and a foul stench wafted out. A while later, the man pushed the cart back out.

"Why did they choose your eldest brother instead of you?" Surely it wasn't just because Su Chen was the eldest son.

After returning to Nanjiang, Qin Tian had been idle for the past few days. It was already past the middle of August.

"Is this haunted? How could the fingerprints on these perfectly fine items in the office just disappear for no reason?" The captain asked immediately after hearing the report.

After a long day of being jostled in the car, the two finally arrived at the outskirts of Shennongjia. Here, the mountains rolled, the vegetation was lush, and the scenery was majestic and vast.