Chapter 27

"Yes, yes, please, Vice Commander!" A crew member knelt before him, wiping the deck where he was about to walk.

In the entire training arena, among the fifty students of Class 3-D, only Lorrain was still practicing this martial technique, because he was the only one who had yet to condense his battle aura. After entering the third grade, Lorrain had become a dead weight in Class D, and his reputation as a good-for-nothing spread rapidly.

In the end, Murong Yan only arranged for three stewards to select the candidates. Once they had finished picking, they ranked them one, two, and three, then told them to go back and prepare, restore their physical strength to the peak, and wait for the sect's summons.

From the initial heart-fluttering sensation when he first met Chen Yanmei at Yan University, to the subsequent hatred, and now to the current indifference, Ye Shanghan realized that he had truly let go of that sordid romance, so full of conspiracies.

However, Lorrain did not. He maintained that bafflingly calm expression, a faint smile even hanging at the corners of his mouth.

Seagulls soared across the sea. They fought against the vast sky, their persistent and unyielding spirit thought-provoking. Suddenly, a wave rolled in from afar, surging forward like a thousand galloping horses, shoulder to shoulder, emitting a deep, rumbling sound.

Zhilan: "This is fine, too. To have one's spirit soaring high—what a wonderful feeling. I hope I can learn to do the same."

Unable to set her mind at ease, Li Jingyi also flew out of the cave dwelling. Just as she caught sight of the phantom image vanishing and saw the many opponents launching an attack simultaneously, she cried out in shock.

Jinyu: "I am used to simplicity; I have no attachments in my comings and goings. The bus is quite convenient, costing no more than a thousand a year; it really saves a lot of worry."

Once he left, the atmosphere in the office instantly turned heavy, far from the relaxed air they had projected just moments before.

At this very moment, calls echoed from far outside the house. The voice sounded somewhat weary, yet unmistakably joyful.

They were merely there for a routine inquiry, visiting those who had been in contact with President Liu over the past few days. Zhang Qinchuan himself spoke Korean, and his identity was clear and straightforward. On the surface, he was visiting Korea for the first time, purely for business, and he even held the authorization agreement he had signed with President Liu "a few days ago."

Shen Lu held a knife to Jiang Qiyin's throat, and just as she pushed her into the elevator, heavily armed police officers burst through the door from the emergency stairwell.

Jiang Qiyin mercilessly shoved the person into the bedroom, deleted the photos, and chose a goose-yellow dress to wear.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, two burly middle-aged men appeared before him, blocking his path.

The shadow on the ground constantly lengthened and shortened. It was a soldier holding a spear, pacing back and forth.

Jiang Suxian sat on the ground in a sorry state, his face and arms covered in red welts from the fly-whisk, looking shocking against his fair skin.

Among the six titles mentioned above, the probability of finding four that were highly compatible—or even perfectly matched—with the four spirit beasts currently at home was quite high.

Frost spread, and the four Mist Leopards were frozen in mid-air. Liu Qi used the frost to condense a sword, shattering the four leopards, which then dissolved into mist and dispersed.

Qin Ranran whispered in her heart, not knowing if she was speaking to herself or to the other Qin Ranran.

Manager He finally understood, but he truly couldn't blame Coach Deng. So, after replying to Director Chang, he was instructed to go see Kong Yixian the next day and have a good talk with her.

I quickly won, and then I was invited out by her. As the door closed, my gaze rested on the card in her hand. Up close, it was indeed a room key card.

The man was Wei Yi, who had not been to the backyard in a long time. Su Jinli couldn't help but narrow her eyes in deep thought. What was he here for?

On the other hand, the number of Gold Core cultivators in the city became fewer and fewer; one could barely see any of them anymore.

The reason Wang Yue didn't take action there was purely because he didn't want to fight inside the innkeeper's establishment.

I huddled in the corner, panic-stricken, watching my father slam the door and leave. Having already been completely ignored, my life became even more miserable from then on.

Han Jinyu was not sleeping very soundly. When she opened her eyes and met his deep, black pupils, her heart skipped a beat.

I once traversed heaven and earth for Bai Jinghong, certain that whether in past, present, or future lives, I lived only for him. If I betrayed these vows, I would feel incomparable shame. Yet, when I did finally betray them, I realized that the wind passing by the ears and the falling flowers flowing with the water—the movements of the heart in this mortal world—were not so shameful after all.

Xue'er leaned in and mocked, "Isn't this just suffering of your own making?" Hearing this, the previously dejected Mei Jiao immediately became agitated and chased Xue'er, shouting and trying to hit her.

Before the stuttering Liang Fei could finish his sentence, Chang Yi impatiently opened the door to let Kong Yixian go warm up, leaving the guest aside.

Yet even so, they could only become a dumping ground for the Great Tang's products, with the Great Tang seizing their economic and military lifelines.

Even in Xu Haibao's view, once the spring auction ended and he had the money, he planned to lease Washan Island for tourism development. That way, during the time he lived on the island, he believed no one would disturb his cultivation.

The snapping turtle, having just received a reward from Xu Haibao, was already well-versed in ship-ramming techniques. It dived from afar into deep water, then surfaced beneath the ship, using its hard shell to strike the hull.