Volume 1, Chapter 22: It Seems I Have No Choice but to Use Force

"It seems I understand you after all. Here! Put this on quickly!" Zhen Yu said, handing over the pink garment.

On the ground, fierce and violent vengeful spirits remained frozen in various poses, as if they were insects trapped in amber, unable to move a muscle.

At the round table, Wen Henian chose the seat opposite Chen Nuo.

"Many thanks, First Prince!" Seeing that Tang Li was surprisingly easy to talk to, Miao Cha hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"Evelyn" falling into the water and tumbling down the stairs—perhaps it was her instinct rejecting the situation, a silent hope that Benjamin would leave this place.

He appeared thin, yet his body felt incredibly heavy. Coupled with his warm breath, which seemed to brush against her face, Chen Nuo nearly dropped him several times.

Along the way, she pondered the possible connection between Peng Ze and Wen Henian. Although he had said nothing, Xue Xuan could guess a thing or two.

"I suspect he led men to assassinate Cha'er on your account," Mu Fan remarked. Recalling how Shen Jian often spoke up for Yue Wu back when he served under him, he was certain that Shen Jian's attempt on Miao Cha's life had to be linked to her.

Zhen Yu walked past the two of them as if she hadn't heard Lu Huai's remark, and Han Mingyue followed her silently, shuffling forward.

"Sigh—" Jing Wu shook his head with feigned pity and sighed, though his footsteps remained firm as he headed straight for where the spirit bamboo was located.

Looking back suspiciously at Zhou Mengyuan and the monk Wuneng, she pretended not to understand and sought further confirmation.

While there was nothing else to reference, those fierce leopard-like eyes—from their shape to their spirit—were depicted with a likeness that was unmistakably Qi Hengxing.

Whether it was the three major real estate tycoons Xu Guangsheng, Lin Feng, and Guo Xibin, or the old, shady treasure hunter Wu Laohuai, they were all different in their trades but had weathered great storms. Even Boss Bai had seen his fair share of the world over the years and possessed a certain degree of composure.

What did that mean? For some reason, Gu Yun had grown accustomed to coming out at this time to listen to music. Listening to Yu Qian sing was truly a pleasure. None of the resident singers she had heard before, nor the artists from Fengyun Entertainment, could evoke such a feeling in her.

She had returned to M Country for Xing Bu-huo, but now, the most she and Xing Bu-huo could ever be was friends.

The cloaked figure’s short blade slowly pierced Martha’s heart. At the same moment, a cloak-shaped star map blossomed across the figure’s chest, and a mist within the hood began to glow.

"Seeing you yesterday and speaking with you, I felt as if I were seeing the shadow of An Jin from years ago," Murong Gong said, looking at An Ran.

Later, as the relationship between Jiang Xiao and the Humming Whale grew more intimate, the fear the deep-sea giant had once instilled in him gradually vanished.

Do not underestimate him just because he is one of the Ten Elders; his influence, soaked in money, reached far and wide.

Kuchiki Rukia stood beside Kuchiki Byakuya with her head bowed, not daring to defy him in the slightest. The noble education she had received forbade her from disobeying her brother.

"Hmm? What does that imply?" Leng Yurou smiled faintly, indifferent, and casually tucked a lock of hair that had fallen beside her ear.

Afterward, under Shiluoye’s suggestion, they ordered a spread of dishes. Everyone chatted and laughed while they ate, and in no time, the table was cleared.

Leng Yurou rolled her eyes. "I’m not your housekeeper; of course I’m not washing them." However, had Chu Yanzhe not spoken, she might have actually washed the dishes, as she was accustomed to cleaning up after a meal. But realizing this was Chu Yanzhe's home and she was the guest, she left them be.

Ryan had left Cassano for two years, yet the room's layout and furnishings remained unchanged. Looking at the familiar yet strange decor on the dining room walls, Ryan couldn't help but sigh. Regardless of everything, he had finally returned. The feeling of being home was wonderful.

"Yuying, what is it?" Seeing Meng Yuying peering around like that, Lu Yueshe wondered if something was the matter.

Before Feng Ru could finish her earnest advice, Li Weiguo sat down and began to eat heartily, intentionally making a loud noise.

Of course, she didn't believe the girl was someone who only cared for money, keeping her mouth shut because of the benefits she had received.

A joyous atmosphere permeated the Gu household, but outside the gates, an uninvited guest had arrived.

Only then did Xiao Han realize why he had found it strange when renting the room; why there was so little furniture, and why it was all rotten and old. The other place was the same. It turned out they had never intended to stay long, prepared to move at any moment.

Like an ostrich, it didn't slack off, hunting down monsters to challenge one-on-one. After all, with its current strength, it was enough to take on any monster within these ancient ruins, and with potions available for replenishment, it could hunt with peace of mind.

Amidst the harsh sound of collisions, the figures of the two mechanics and the light blades crossed repeatedly, sending ripples of translucent shockwaves between them that stirred up gusts of wind across the forest.

If not for the invasion of the Demon Race, these innocent people would not have been reduced to living on the streets in such dire straits.

In the years that followed, the pair appeared all over the Nine Provinces. Some places they had memorized by heart. Returning to old haunts after many years, their hearts were still filled with nostalgia.

Qingfu, a Rule-level overlord and a well-known cosmic lone wolf, had no affiliations and no attachments; it didn't even have kin. One must know that an absolutely free cosmic lone wolf possesses terrifying lethality, and even ordinary life forms treat it with caution.

Old Qian hesitated. His eyes, behind thick-rimmed glasses, remained fixed on the withered trunk of the camellia tree. His expression suddenly shifted, and he hurried toward the County Committee compound.

There was also the matter of... immediately grasping the content of this game, which the media had already defined as cosmic-class.

"I understand. Thank you for the reminder." Han Dong exhaled a long breath, hung up the phone, and leaned against the sofa with a furrowed brow, contemplating the spiritual crystal diamond while sensing his magma-state internal energy.

But upon hearing this, Xu Wuyou, Zhao Feiyue, and Wuming could not set their minds at ease. They knew Bai Zimo too well and realized the situation might be dire—trouble was brewing.

"..." No low-earth orbit satellite base? Lin Ai almost fell out of the sky upon hearing this. Are you kidding me?

Having obtained the essence of the sun and moon, the third level of Qi Lin's Nine Yin Nine Yang Creation Heaven finally hit a bottleneck, and he was on the verge of entering the fourth level.

Dongzi nodded. In his own company, on his own turf, he needed to take advantage of his youth and learn as much as he could.