114 The Star Flickers Unintentionally

“Hehe! I’m not curious at all, not curious!” Upon hearing Wang Anqi’s coquettish complaint, Xiao Ting deliberately put on a nonchalant air, teasing the young lady.

Among the crowd, aside from students in military training uniforms and instructors in military attire, only Ling Zhou stood out, wearing a simple white T-shirt and a pair of cropped pants. After all, it was still a school setting, so he kept it informal.

Once his focus sharpened completely, Gu Xing clearly perceived the profound spatial impact brought by the massive incoming “mass.”

His only regret was that enhancing mounts, much like rare skills in the enhancement skill set, hit a bottleneck after +3. To advance further required the essence of a leader-class monster. His mount was currently at +6 enhancement; reaching +7 demanded the essence of a lord-level monster, which he was reluctant to expend on his mount.

Shen Yuyan herself didn’t feel any discomfort from the fall—just startled by the sudden jolt—so her mind was indeed somewhat dazed.

“I’m over here, right here!” On the other side, a beauty waved a round fan, her voice sweet and enticing.

Bu Tianyin imitated his tone and said, “I don’t hit men, and that includes you!” Before her words finished, Wei Huan’s palm came down swiftly. Shen Si’an made no move to intervene and instead sat in the main seat, enjoying the spectacle.

If one wished, it would be possible to use this status to build a prestigious family clan in Lanling.

But instead of singing, the person abruptly broke into a folk dance, leaving everyone present utterly stunned.

“Our family’s ginseng king is right before you now; I think it’s enough for your remedy, isn’t it?”

Unlike the quiet Xiao beauty, Chen Shuzhen’s chest heaved violently, her eyes blazing with anger as she glared at Xiao beauty, every muscle in her face taut.

“Si Nian...” Zhan Muqing spoke weakly, fingers lightly brushing her hand. He wished to hold it but found he could not.

After a moment’s hesitation, she slowly sat on Ye Fan’s lap, asking him to fasten her necklace.

Three years ago, she was like a rat scurrying through the streets, attacked relentlessly by Qing Yan Niao and her fans, timidly retreating.

Witnessing this scene, Zhan Muqing momentarily lost his composure, standing rooted, frost covering his body.

He frowned at Ruan Mengmeng, feeling a twinge of restlessness, but remembering that Mengmeng had forgiven him and reconciled with him.

Gu Yinuo’s expression darkened ominously, yet she refrained from exposing Gu Yinian, merely replying to her message.

Ruan JiaoJiao’s voice did not lessen; she even raised it several notches, her expression filled with grief and disbelief.

He was never pampered, having endured harsh trials and learned self-reliance early on. Now his mindset was resolute. That sliver of spiritual energy, once negligible in his eyes, had become crucial, a reason he could not ignore.

Tang Qi led him inside; the final door loomed ahead. The corridor’s design was opulent, exuding a grand and magnificent aura. This site occupied a vast area in Yujing—clearly, the Pan Snake organization was indeed wealthy.

“My chairman, be clear with your words. What’s the matter? Are you chasing us over forgetting building numbers and doorplates? Or are you questioning why President Lu gave up a vice president position he had already secured?” Old Meng San snapped.

After all, this workshop offered an excellent view. Even casual players passing by would surely glance inside, even if they didn’t enter.

“What are those stones under your feet?” Liu Fenggong, a rather carefree man, voiced his curiosity.

Thanks to Ji Aokong’s presence, the Ji family ranked among the stronger third-tier forces. Should Ji Aokong’s cultivation advance to the Four Xiang realm, they could elevate to a second-tier force.

“So, after discussing it with your father, it’s best to settle your affairs by the end of the year,” my mother said.

Her shout surprised everyone, including the police and Xiong Tao; they all knew who Tang Hao was. No one expected her to call out his name at such a critical moment.

Everyone knew how resilient Luo Yue was; to see her so pained was unimaginable—her agony must have been beyond human endurance.

“All right, since you put it that way, I’ll follow your line of thought. Now, who exactly is the subordinate you mentioned? Which subordinate told you there were no casualties in the mining accident?” Li Tianyi pressed.

After Yang Dongyi’s defeat, he treated him kindly, hoping to recruit him into the Zhou family faction. Yet Yang Dongyi remained steadfast, stating he would leave once his promise was fulfilled.

Then the two of them entered a palace, chatting freely, exchanging their experiences.

“What about Taozi’s mother?” Chen Wenjin pondered. Having such a father, Taozi was unfortunate enough; perhaps his mother was better.

Li Tianyi’s face darkened; he realized Dong Zhilin was using this method to express his distrust—he did not trust Baoyi County, nor Li Tianyi, nor the Baoyi County Public Security Bureau.

At that moment, Chai Hua’s extraordinary perception activated; his mental power exploded, triggering super-range combat awareness.

Immediately, he moved his body, preparing to approach the monster and use its strength to deal with Ye Meng.

“You are the boss of Ice Soul Group, Mr. Li Zhi, right?” Qin Mingxue looked at Li Zhi, confirming his identity to avoid embarrassment later.

Chen Li remained fearful, but the ghost-forging Daoist was more curious about how he transformed the puppet back into vines.

Ye Meng watched closely; for him, the Chaos Sword was his true love, while the Lost Sword held less affection.

In the end, I decided to join the underworld and some other chaotic factions.

Ori shouted loudly, casting his Q skill Peace Envoy, then directly set a trap under Dona’s feet.

“Well, if it isn’t Director Han! Who are you sulking with?” Ye Ning appeared before Han De with a smile.

Ling Xiao did not attack rashly; he noticed the molten lava three-headed dog was sleeping within the magma.