Volume 1, Chapter 23: Qingting Academy

The phone call just now was from Gu Xiaxun. He had gotten into some trouble at school and the teacher had summoned his parents. Not daring to tell his father, he had called him instead.

"Oh?" Guo Lin was slightly surprised; he hadn't expected her to agree, having only suggested it in passing without much hope. "In that case, thank you, Sister Fei. I'll treat you to a meal when I have the time," Guo Lin said with a smile.

Everyone in the room felt a jolt, realizing only then that the child in Zhao Gan's arms was actually Lu Zhen's son.

She looked at her water-drenched self and wondered what to do—she couldn't possibly just walk out wrapped in a bath towel, could she?

The Emperor, who had remained unresponsive until now, cast a cold, sharp glance in her direction. She turned away, pretending not to notice.

"We wouldn't dare, Your Highness." The two were startled by her sudden opening of the door, their voices low and trembling slightly.

When pride reaches a certain point, it only brings suffering to those one cares about. The bodyguards could only nod silently, signaling their agreement.

She had barely taken a step when the Thirteenth Prince called out to her. She suppressed a smile, turned around, and put on a calm expression.

With over twenty Soul-level powers sweeping over him simultaneously, Guo Lin had the illusion of being seen through. But he knew that was impossible.

Ding Shi'an was a battle fanatic by nature. Precisely because others wouldn't fight him without cause, he joined the Quanquan, giving himself a reason to unleash his full strength against others.

The events of the evening had finally concluded. When Lu Lingfeng returned to the Yiren Agency, Liu Yanyan immediately crowded around to ask how things turned out. He gave a brief account before heading upstairs to rest.

Long before Luo Wen and his companions appeared over the capital, they had already drawn the attention of countless people. The news of the grand competition between Northern Qi and the Qin Kingdom had already spread far and wide.

When strength is evenly matched, even a direct punch rarely causes major harm. However, using weapons is a different matter entirely; the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique is filled with lethal strikes at every turn, and if one were to land, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She suddenly recalled her previous "spiritual consciousness battle" with Ye Tianci and the shameful things he had done to her spiritual form. She couldn't help but bite her lip, praying that Ye Tianci would be able to withdraw from the spiritual space safely.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, Wang Junkai felt a dagger plunge into his kidney from behind.

At this moment, they had no idea what the remnants of the Demonic Path were thinking, nor could they possibly know where the world on the other side of the teleportation array led. They were, quite simply, completely in the dark.

He was curious, and so was Li Hongying. She had never expected Ye Tianci to possess a Purple Dragon Card issued by the Xia Dong Central and Southern Bank.

The scene of refugees gathering outside the city was thus resolved, and aside from the first and fifteenth of the lunar month, no one ever saw the "Grand Preceptor."

Zhou Xuan looked at Li Jianqi and offered a brilliant smile, his demeanor natural, as if he were merely stating a fact.

The wounds of the Heavenly Demon Pulse Master had long since healed, but the broken horn atop his head showed no signs of recovery or healing; it seemed to have been severed permanently.

William wanted to say more to Lily, but in the Great Roman Arena, under the gaze of the masses and the height of anticipation, Liam and Francis, clad in silver-white armor, had already begun to take the stage.

The Star Sea is vast, filled with every race imaginable, but as Pikachu lay on Luo Qing's shoulder, this employee simply mistook it for a pet.

Following that, before they could react, a hand pressed against their lower backs, and a strange, powerful suction took hold.

This was not Cao Cao’s first visit to the Lu residence. He had often stopped in Chenggao while traveling between Luoyang and his hometown of Qiaoxian, and thus, he was as familiar with the Lu residence as he was with his own home.