Chapter 28: Seeing Them Off

Several servants and maids rushed forward in a flurry, untangling Sheng Xiayi from the white silk and laying her gently upon the couch. Her face was as pale as paper, her lips tinged with purple, and her forehead beaded with cold sweat; she had clearly fallen into a deep faint.

Madam Sheng clutched her in her trembling arms, tears streaming down her face. "Yi'er! Yi'er, wake up! Do not frighten your mother so!" A maid hurriedly brought over...

Such explanations were certainly insufficient to persuade the reporters, but the Metropolitan Police Department held fast to this conclusion, refusing to say anything more.

Perhaps people are often oblivious to their own true nature, unaware of their own inherent tendencies.

This did not seem impossible; with Donglai King's capital being so remote, how could Su Yunliang possibly know how prestigious the Royal Spirit Martial Academy truly was?

Yun Yan sighed with regret in his heart, though his gaze grew cold and sharp as he looked toward Yun Yaoquang and Yun Linglong.

Han Li was not as courteous as Ning Lang. While Ning Lang held his sword and offered a salute, Han Li lunged forward, his long blade slashing directly toward Ning Lang. Though he was but a remnant soul, his strength was in no way inferior to that of a Celestial Realm cultivator.

If Ting Shu had still been suffering from middle-school syndrome, he might have waved his hand grandly when Swablu used Dragon Rush or Dragon Pulse, adding the dramatic flair of a "Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms" or a "Dark Flame Master" special effect.

Gu Jingfeng’s sword moved like a white snake flicking its tongue, hissing as it pierced the air. With every twist of his wrist, the blade targeted the vital points of the black-clad men before him. Droplets of blood fell from the tip of his sword as he performed a flourish; though the men were not dead, their tendons had been severed, leaving them to collapse on the ground like useless husks.

Perhaps it was because Ning Lang was constantly suppressing the sea of spiritual energy within him that the energy provided by a single Life Pill was insufficient to cause his internal reservoir to overflow.

Although the two peak Celestial Immortals did not know much, they had vaguely heard from their elders that Long Zhan had lost some of his memories.

The three figures sprang into the air and streaked off into the distance. Ru Si bit her lip, pondered for a moment, and then followed after them.

As they drew closer, the neon lights in front of Shenhe Wonton could be vaguely seen flickering, yet something felt amiss. What could it be?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Weiguo could not help but offer a bitter smile; he had no choice but to pull out his phone and make a few calls.

Moreover, she carried the Life-Linked Twin Gu. As this was an exceptionally overbearing variety of love parasite, Ah Lang’s attempt to cast a love spell on Li Zhixuan was nothing but a delusion.

"It happened like this," Qi Baifeng said to Kang Dingyu. Like beans pouring from a bamboo tube, he spilled everything that had occurred in Shenyang, including the three gold bars his brother Qibaishan had given to him and Qi Zhengwang. Before a man as respectable as Kang Dingyu, he dared not conceal a single detail.

Qi Baifeng fell onto the bed, but before he could even settle, he jumped back up, rushed to the table, grabbed an earthenware pot, and poured a full bowl of water. He gulped it down like an ox, then sat back on the bed and let out a satisfied burp.

Why, then, would the imperial court deliberately promote the entertainment industry? Why were nine out of ten trending topics related to celebrities, such that even a star's burp or fart could make the headlines?

Having said this, the team leader did not allow Gao Jun to refuse; she handed him a training schedule and a roster, then patted him on the shoulder to show her encouragement.

Tong Ling said with a huff, "I truly never would have guessed that my dull brother and my honest sister-in-law would possess such extraordinary, God-given talent in the ways of human intimacy."

"And the Blood Phoenix? Were the Black Gorilla and the Black Bat King responsible for capturing it?" Mo Xiaosheng asked, as if he were just making small talk with Liang Shangjun.

Watching Zhong Xin’s smiling face left Gao Jun in a daze; she was as pure and sweet as a flower in full bloom.

"Damn it, useless at everything, ruinous at the rest," Wei Xian cursed in frustration. He had wanted to ask Ying Shanchong about the "materials trade," but who would have thought this fellow would collapse the moment he appeared? He would likely need time to recover from his injuries, so there was no counting on him now.