Chapter 46

"Since you are already here, show yourselves!" A grave expression flashed across Lin Jie's face as he opened the car door and stepped out, his gaze scanning the surroundings with tension.

At the critical moment, the two of them grabbed the deck railings just in time to steady themselves, and Lin Jie's face was already filled with solemnity.

Upon hearing Chen Daqian's name, Bu Laojin almost spat out his mouthful of tea and instead burst into loud laughter.

"What should we do? How about you all leave your lives behind here!" Lin Jie grinned, speaking as if he were mentioning something completely ordinary, yet falling upon the ears of the few like a bolt from the blue.

"Brother Luo, let's go!" Tears welled up in Chi Hua's fierce eyes, and unable to utter another word, he turned around and charged back into battle.

If there were no dangerous matters to worry about, this place would be considered quite pleasant. However, his attention remained focused on the outer city, hoping to enter this realm all the sooner.

"What? Who was so bold as to ambush you? Do you know who they were?" the First Prince demanded with rage.

Perhaps only that former general was an oddity, which was why Lu Ye initially suffered losses in the business world due to being too clever, nearly provoking the sincere general into a fury. Yet such men were rare indeed.

"You... alright." Zhao Xiwen understood the look of concern in my eyes and stepped aside to clear the way for me.

"Wow, food of this grade can definitely strengthen the physical body," the bald man also said with a look of utter delight.

"Chu Tianji!" It was Chu Tianji again. Mo Feng had heard this name far too many times, yet what he never expected was that Bi Fang, armed with such divine weapons, could still fail to defeat Chu Tianji. Just how powerful must Chu Tianji be?

Yet Shi Weishui once again ignored the fact that the men before him were raw recruits. Although he shouted for them not to panic, fewer than fifty could truly remain calm under such circumstances.

Just in time for the morning court session, the grand hall was filled with numerous officials in addition to the reigning monarch, Wei Tianyu.

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The Wall Street stock market in the United States remained prosperous and thriving. On a large electronic screen, a renowned stockbroker spoke eloquently before the cameras.

Inside an American international airport, a group of burly men in black suits and dark sunglasses—bodyguards fierce enough to be ranked among the strongest in the world—escorted the major star Chen Xiaotang amidst a bustling crowd.

Zhang Minqing smiled gently and raised his wine glass slightly toward Qi Yabin. Qi Yabin's face flushed slightly red as well; naturally, he had to respond actively to the township mayor's proposal. He raised his own glass of wine, clinked it against those of Zhao Lianji and Zhang Minqing, and drained it in one gulp.

"I spotted you long ago!" Sherlock's flippant voice sounded right beside Chen Ji's ear. Without even turning his head, Chen Ji darted two steps forward as his Ice Armor instantly activated.

Stepping into the main hall, Long Ying felt an increasing sense that something was amiss. Not only had Fatty Gonggong arrived, but there was also someone Long Ying never dreamed he would encounter within the palace: the "Monk King" Faming.

*Author's note: This chapter contains a hint of mild, twisted horror. Pure romance fans may ignore it; I just wrote it on a whim anyway.*

"Is Gilla famous?" Jiang Feng could not help but voice the very question Mad Battle Heaven had just joked about.

Feeling a chill run down his spine, Long Qingchen abruptly looked over to see a resentful gaze fixed directly upon him. And who could the owner of that gaze be other than his "schoolmate" Yu Yifei?

Meanwhile, Coulson beside Melinda was no simple figure. As S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury's right-hand man, Coulson could essentially be regarded as the model standard for all agents. Later on, he even succeeded Nick Fury to become the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Master Baiyun frowned. This fellow surnamed Qiu possessed rather mediocre skills, but the defensive magical artifact on his body was truly remarkable. Furthermore, that axe gleaming with a chilling light was also a fine magical tool.

Yet before he had taken two steps, Coulson suddenly halted, abruptly turned around, and walked toward Patch once again.

If one wished to advance further and step onto the threshold of quasi-divinity, they would have to integrate all the elemental laws they had mastered into a single entity known as a "Crystal of Truth." In Patch's understanding, the Dark Dimension ruler Dormammu should be at this very level.

"Then why didn't you just ask him, a local snake, to help investigate instead of making me run all the way here?" Zhang Taibai rolled his eyes and said with some dissatisfaction.

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atop the mountain peak, an ancient bronze bell rang without being struck, vibrating with a resonant chime that echoed through every corner of the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion.

Elder Xiang's eyes lit up at the sight of the liquor, determined to drink his fill today. Wang Kun shared the exact same sentiment. Now that Elder Xiang's affairs had been settled, Wang Kun and Elder Xiang were about to set off on a tour across the country, and there was no telling when they would meet again. Opportunities like this would be exceedingly rare in the future, so everyone wished to drink to their heart's content.

The Purple Man's actual combat prowess was quite ordinary. In a single combat duel, leave aside Daredevil, even Zhang Taibai, who had only been practicing for two months, was confident he could easily finish him off.

Jiechi pressed both hands onto Qiu Ming's head, muttering something under his breath before rubbing around like he was feeling a watermelon. Right after that, Qiu Ming watched as clumps of his hair fell out in droves.

Qiu Yang felt a headache coming on. Looking at the time, it was already one in the morning. Because he had to wait for the impending arrival of the police and Sanma Akashi of Seiseki, he could not rest yet. It did not matter much if he didn't sleep—after all, he had "slept" for so long just now—but fatigue was already washing over Haruka Kaki's face.

"We brought them." Yi Yang and Yi Mei flicked their wrists, and willow-leaf flying daggers materialized in their hands, the blades gleaming brilliantly under the lights.

Department Head Wu experienced a sudden flash of realization, feeling that he had truly acted foolishly. Originally, they could have thrown a rope up; as long as it hooked onto the iron cable, they could have climbed up. Yet so many people failed to think of this simple and feasible method—it was truly a case of collective blindness.

"Qin Feng, damn your grandfather, you're the one behind all this, I am not finished with you." The moment Qin Feng turned around, Qin Ming began cursing furiously behind his back.

"Since the food and wine are almost done, why don't we head to the competition grounds to watch the grand martial contest? You can also help us vet them and see the quality of this batch of troops, and whether they have the potential to be nurtured and developed, what do you think?" Nian Zhenbei probed cautiously.

Han Qiang stepped forward, looked at Lei Gang standing at the very front, and spoke. Lei Gang was a full ten centimeters taller than him.