Volume 1, Chapter 149: Inferiority

The rain poured down in torrents. The windshield wipers scraped against the glass with an unpleasant sound, like sharp claws scratching a dark green chalkboard, grating on the nerves.

Zhou Jingdu stared silently at the two figures outside the car. Anyone who saw them would say they were a perfect match. The man stood tall and straight, his long, slender legs wrapped in trousers, possessing an incredibly superior physique. Beyond his build, Jin Yao’s features were handsome and captivating. It was no wonder the socialites of Haicheng flocked to him.

After circling the center of the canyon a few times, even the surrounding woodlands had been restored, yet this man refused to say another word.

The words of the Grassland Sword God thoroughly ignited the blood and rage of the Huaxia men, who rushed forward to charge across the sea, disregarding their own lives.

"We don't need to say anything more about this; let her be. I can't be bothered to entangle myself with her," I sighed.

Before entering the industry, Wang Nuo had no independent understanding of the global economic situation. Now, with the increase in capital scale and the need to frequently change investment targets, he began to engage with these matters; black-series futures were his first campaign.

Those who hurt him, those who hurt her... he would certainly make them pay the price they deserved... definitely... he would show no mercy.

Furthermore, she strongly disapproved of his harsh method of training dogs, which was nothing short of torture for the military canines.

Opening her eyes abruptly, Hua Xuanji was about to shout again when she suddenly met a pair of emerald green eyes. Silently closing her eyes and opening them once more, Hua Xuanji realized she was in a simple room.

When Huang Di entered just now, he had made a rough count; there were twenty or thirty guards outside. About half of them were of lower levels, around fifty or sixty, which Huang Di could easily handle, while the other half were of higher levels, likely transferred from the Imperial City.

She looked around in confusion. If such a large purse had been under her pillow, she would surely have felt the discomfort, yet she hadn't noticed it when she first lay down. This meant it must have been placed there only a moment ago.

His combat experience continued to improve through such fierce battles and melees against various demonic beasts. He believed that this time, on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, no matter what strange ferocious beasts or monsters he encountered, as long as the gap in strength was not too great, Liu Yi would be able to handle them with ease and slay them calmly.

"You didn't even call me when you went to play!" Sun Ting let go of Liang Hua’s arm, her eyes brimming with moisture, looking aggrieved enough to cry.

Li Xiangjun stood frozen on the ground for a long time, convinced that the young man before her was the most forthright and generous guest she had ever met. One had to know that three hundred Five-Element Crystals could represent half a year's income for a second-tier aristocratic family in the Longwu Empire, yet Liu Tuo didn't even bother to haggle, taking them all at once. What a high-status figure he must be.

"Fine, I'll listen to you. But don't forget our primary mission for this trip." Seeing he couldn't stop him, Mo Xuan had no choice but to accompany him.

After You Jian entered the VR world, which was little different from reality, Chen Jing watched You Jian's embarrassing performance through the live broadcast system.

Only a monstrous genius as rumored by everyone could erupt with an aura akin to an ancient divine beast. Seeing it was Liu Tuo, over a dozen outer-sect disciples were so terrified they scrambled away down the steps.

As soon as this question was asked, the guy who had looked happy moments ago froze, his expression stiffening as he cursed loudly.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't gone to see Ling'er for several days. From the moment she was captured until now, she had been locked away for quite some time.

"So you were indeed after this as well," Jiang Xuelin said in a deep voice, slightly shielding the box on his back, his grip on the sword hilt tightening.

The entire hillside, hundreds of meters high, was now completely covered in black. The original branches, leaves, trunks, and even the sixth-level magical beast that had been placed there were gone; there was only this expanse of black, as if the hillside had been stained with ink.

Although a life sentence was already severe, it brought the father much more peace of mind compared to the death penalty.