Volume 1, Chapter 24: Buying the Flatbread in Person

Leo’s intention to rescue the Five-Form Killers vanished, replaced by a surge of intense murderous intent and fury. His formidable golden battle qi shimmered brilliantly amidst this rage.

Although the Wind-Thunder King possessed profound inner energy and his fierce blade techniques had reached the stage of a Grandmaster, he struggled to inflict damage when met with equally refined Taiji energy. His two consecutive strikes, launched with no regard for the immense depletion of his energy, betrayed the depth of his hatred.

I should stop thinking about Ye Xin, and stop looking at her. The more I dwell on it, the more I hurt.

She waited, anticipating the outcome. King Wei remained silent for a long time, merely watching her—first with astonishment, then bewilderment, and finally, a vacant numbness.

It wasn't until time for the morning court session that A-Jiu suddenly remembered the heavy burden of Xi Sa’s commission. Seeing the Dawn King preparing to depart, she hurriedly knelt to request an audience. The Dawn King was pleased by her successful return and, noting the gravity of her tone, dismissed his attendants and delayed the court to hear her out.

Following the peak of the revelry came a profound stillness. Zhuang Wangui sat in quiet contemplation, seemingly thinking of everything and nothing at once—a bizarre state of mind. As he sat there, the six demon kings also sobered up one by one, following his lead as they sat on the meteorite, basking in the flames like sunlight.

"Continue," Yao Benze nodded slightly, accepting Zhao Zhengce’s explanation.

After Tuga hurled his long spear, he did not glance back; he knew Turing would handle the rest perfectly.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound erupted. It was a bizarre noise, like metal scraping against metal, vibrating at a specific frequency that churned the blood and dizzied the minds of Ling Bing and the Fog Demon.

"Surely this thing is harmless, right?" Wang Hanzhi held the red pill in her hand, feeling a hint of hesitation.

Wu Jin dozed in the passenger seat. Wei Shi switched the vehicle to autopilot and tucked a delicious dumpling into Wu Jin’s mouth.

Yanran had asked for time off yesterday to return to her hometown, leaving her as the only manager at the shop, with the added responsibility of overseeing the branch as well.

At that moment, she did not notice the almost imperceptible movement of Zongzheng Lingyun’s hand on her shoulder. A pale golden light slipped into her shoulder and vanished instantly.

It certainly had nothing to do with Yi Minghua. Even during a curfew, if you want to gossip, go ahead—just be prepared to be caught by the Imperial Guard.

She wanted to ask if the recent trending topic on Weibo about her and Qi Fenglin’s relationship was true, but after some thought, she decided not to send the message.

Zhang Gu nodded and said, "Get another clay-pot chicken and have someone deliver it to the Zhang family grain store in the East City. Tell the clerk to take it to my parents."

Ever since the big boss’s warning, the black cat had stopped picking on Brother Rabbit, though for some reason, it would often seize the chance when the rabbit wasn't looking to give him a few licks.

During the hero selection phase, the audience began speculating about what kind of strategy the famous actor Xiao would pull off. Their wild theories were truly imaginative and hilarious.

Wu Jin was unaware that, at almost the same moment on a ridge ten miles away, Wei Shi descended from the sky in a hang glider, eliminating two contestants in a surprise raid while nearly a hundred pterosaurs flapped their wings behind him.

Qin Moshang bought a set meal, and Lin Cha grabbed a milk tea; the two found a corner and sat down.

Xue Lin lay on his side in a corner, his wrists trembling as he gasped for air, sweat streaming down his face in an almost excessive manner.

"Master Chen, look at the state Liang Mo is in. Why don't you let us move to your place? I'll look after him!" Lin Feng said while driving.

Lin Chong looked at the alchemy furnace before him and the spirit stones that still held a trace of energy after the formation was set. With a wave of his hand, he cleared them away; refining the weapons and pills had taken him three days.

"No problem!" Yang Fei, as bold as ever, hooked her arm around Fang Su’s neck, and they walked off like best friends.

After returning home, Lin Chong took the remaining wild boar meat to his grandparents. Looking at the large portion left, he finally called Xia Liuli, asking her to come by tomorrow to collect the boar and take the fruits and vegetables he had promised her, as the Mid-Autumn Festival was only two days away.

Such methods and strength left Liao Sifan with no glimmer of hope, eventually driving him to take drastic measures.

The HR manager had his own grievances; heavens knew he had knocked, but the two of them, immersed in their own world, simply hadn't heard him.

"Is this the person you were talking about?" Feng Yuan asked, pulling the man before Si Nan. When Si Nan saw the face, he was even more stunned.

Although she dropped out of school and endured many hardships, her life wasn't entirely wretched, save for her failed romances.

Liu Hang prayed silently to himself. In a battle of this scale, if one fell into an enemy ambush, the chances of survival for someone with his level of cultivation would be slim.

Fu Xiao frowned, not because of Yang Weijun’s arrival, but because there were simply too many people around. They weren't particularly close; why was it necessary to force a gathering on a day like this?

The moon climbed high into the sky, and the late-summer insects shrieked with a desperate intensity, as if to exhaust their very essence to prove they had existed.

The maid carried the white dove to the window and tossed it out. It flew over the eaves into the night, disappearing completely.

Because Jue Ming didn't have much to store there, and dividing it into three floors would make it feel too empty, while lowering the castle would ruin its prestige, he simply added a few extra windows to the top floor.

Chai Yang was taken aback; his inspection wasn't finished yet, but he dared not ask questions. He merely nodded and carried his basket into the examination hall.

"Are you all useless? There are so many of you, and you're afraid of him?" Hearing the leader’s words, the men seemed to regain their confidence, slowly approaching Jiang Xianyang with clubs in hand.

Cavallo was stunned. Before he could recover, the other person snatched the communicator from him and, through some unknown means, managed to mimic his voice perfectly.

"Still, running around while covered in injuries—it’s not right to make your mother worry," Di Jiuyin said, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint.

Feeling satiated, Li Ling flew toward the side and, in the blink of an eye, landed on a large tree.

For the next two days, Lan Fei did not appear. Old Xing couldn't help but call to invite her for the New Year’s Eve dinner, but she only replied that she was busy before hanging up, her tone cold and distant.