Volume One, Chapter 80: Shen Chaowu Is a Fraud

Obviously, Shen Hanchuan was complaining. He hoped that Zhou Jingdu would teach Shen Chaowu a lesson, preferably venting his anger on his behalf. Shen Hanchuan felt that Shen Chaowu was far too undisciplined.

Despite the shock, Lin Yu’s reactions remained unaffected. Sensing the presence of the Grand Protector before him, Lin Yu’s left hand darted out, seizing the incoming arm, and with a swift turn of his body, he rammed his shoulder fiercely into the Grand Protector’s chest.

Western architecture differs from that of the Central Plains, and one can locate the corresponding rooms according to the orientation and style. Su Xiaomeng and her brother arrived at their destination first; after they got out of the car, only He Yufan and the driver remained inside.

Apart from them, the most crucial figure at the scene, the eminent Mr. Zhang, showed no intention of speaking.

“Alright, alright!” Cai Die hurriedly replied. Then, puzzled, she asked, “Brother Ninth Prince, why don’t you marry?” It was strange; the Ninth Prince was known as a notorious flirt, yet he had not even taken a concubine.

The elderly Immortal of the Second Mirror pressed down forcefully, and three Nascent Soul cultivators struck at once, piercing Lin Long’s resilient dragon body. Three wounds deep enough to expose bone dripped with blood. Instantly transformed into human form, Lin Long could no longer move, yet even so, Bai Qilai was shocked that this was not enough to kill him.

Though Misty Gate was renowned in ancient times as a grand sect of occult arts, it paled in comparison with the Star Sect. Moreover, many high-ranking members of Misty Gate were said to be former subordinates of the Star Sect.

The reporters quickly shifted their focus, crowding around Xu Jia, with cameras and microphones pointed at him.

The Emperor’s expression brightened at these words, and following Liao Yuanfa’s remarks, he continued, “Then we must thank King Selman?” His face was full of satisfaction.

Tan Kai and others, smoking around the convoy, straightened their expressions upon seeing Ji Xun’s vehicle, hurriedly extinguished their cigarettes, and went up to greet them.

Those squads that failed to maintain perfect order were commanded to rise and sit again, repeating the process until they achieved uniformity before being allowed to eat.

Yet in the next moment, they saw a figure flash before their eyes and could not help but gape in astonishment.

However, last night, Bai Ye had already experienced the entire cooking process for the Four Spirits Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Calming Buns in teaching mode. So now, he was perfectly calm, carrying on without a trace of panic.

Most of the weapons under his command were rather old, but he could hardly be blamed for that—after all, the apocalypse had been over for so long. With materials increasingly scarce, factories were dwindling, and the price of weaponry was steadily rising.

Gu Yifeng said nothing in response to his behavior, simply turning to walk into the house. He had barely reached the doorway when Old Madam Chi came rushing out in a panic.

Li Long, unable to regret his previous response, racked his brain, pondering Fang Xing... No, he wondered why the Emperor wanted to purge the garrison.

As the wind passed, the magnets within the two fan leaves attracted and repelled each other, causing the fans to move continuously. Waves of cool air blew over the ice in the bowl, bringing a refreshing comfort in the sweltering heat.

Though Bai Ye felt odd, unsure what was happening or who was watching him with such burning eyes, he dared not be distracted with his unfinished dish, forcing himself to endure and keep mixing.

Old Madam Xu cursed in public, making Xu Yuxian feel utterly humiliated before Lin Youning, yet he dared not retort and could only bow his head in silence.

Fortunately, the river construction was nearing its final phase. No matter what happened, the weather was gradually cooling, and the project was drawing to completion.