Volume 1, Chapter 33: Taking Flight Once More

Speaking to people in the language they expect to hear, adapting one’s demeanor to suit the situation, and tailoring one's attitude to the status of the person they are dealing with—these are the bare minimum requirements of this profession. Luo Mu and his companion were dressed in the coarse cloth garments of commoners, identifying them instantly as people of meager means.

As she poured large amounts of merit points into the avatar, Yi Mengmeng noticed that it began to undergo subtle changes. Her icy eyes shimmered with a flicker of fire, a faint, inscrutable smile playing on her lips. One hand rested against the steering wheel, radiating a thin veil of suppressed anger, her gaze slowly turning as sharp and cold as a blade.

What if one day someone spoke to him in riddles and he couldn't understand a word? Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward? He had earned two optional advancement opportunities after concluding the previous doomsday crisis. He had been reluctant to use them, keeping them in reserve for emergencies, and now was the time to put them to use.

This was different from Feng Xian’s digitized body. Even if Hanzo’s body were calculated to have 10,000 health points based on Feng Xian’s stats, attacking his neck might only require 3,000 damage, and striking his heart might require only 5,000 to kill him instantly.

Watching Chen Xiao’s retreating figure, Yang Qianyu’s face turned completely cold, her heart heavy with stifled resentment.

"Your Highness, King Xian, please step back to the side. Once the battle begins, I will not be able to look after you," he added.

Xia Yunbo was an orphan on the other side, so he felt no attachment to that life. Here, however, he had parents, family, and a career he loved. He certainly hoped to stay here forever.

She had a high, straight bridge of the nose and large, mesmerizing, spirited eyes. Most lethal of all was the pair of black, rimless glasses Li Yuanshuang was now wearing.

The day’s sporadic sneak attacks had caused little damage; he would have to wait until nightfall.

"You mean we should set up formations at the perimeter to deal with those man-eating plants as well?" Song Ming looked at Fat Fei, lost in thought. Based on his understanding of formations, the closer they were to the target, the more powerful they should be. He couldn't fathom why they would bother setting them up at such a distant edge.

Wang Huizhen was shocked. She quickly grabbed my arm, shaking her head urgently to tell me not to be impulsive.

Within just three days, legends began to circulate among the residential areas surrounding Meteor Lake.

"It’s been a long time since I felt like a spendthrift," the fat man reminisced, thinking back to the days when he first met Tong Shuya.

A towering, violent aura seemed to erupt from him, and an inexplicable pressure suddenly descended upon Medusa.

At this moment, a boundless, silvery light suddenly emerged around Song Ming’s body. As the energy flared, his inner force circulated frantically, following the method taught by Green Soda, and dripped bit by bit into the seal he had seized earlier.

Recalling the scene where the ten Yama Kings had fought over stinky tofu, he found the contrast so thrilling he couldn't find the words to describe it.

Chu Yan spoke, raising a hand. A ball of multicolored flame suddenly appeared—the Vermilion Bird Imperial Fire, fused with five-element essence energy.

"Whether Han Bin is the boss or not is irrelevant; for now, I am the one in charge here!" Han Bin declared arrogantly.

Returning home from the Wang family residence, Liang Feng found the Mr. Tong sent by the Gao family waiting for him, eager to ask if a matchmaker had been found. Liang Feng replied that he had indeed secured Master Wang. Mr. Tong remarked that time was tight, and if they wanted to expedite the union, they should hurry to complete the formalities, as the next step was to formally inquire about the bride's name and birth date.

Even if Qiao Qin were willing to leave Su Zhinian and return to Old Brown’s side now, could everything that had happened over the past twenty years simply be treated as if it had never occurred?

He didn't want to overthink it; he couldn't master it anyway. Chen Defu looked at the pancake drawn on the paper, and his stomach suddenly rumbled. He reached into the cupboard, took out a real pancake, and leaned against the kitchen door, chewing heartily.

After getting out of the car, Lin Tiansheng skillfully switched to the "All-Purpose Police" interface. With a faint chime, a massive suit of metal armor materialized beside him.

Hearing this bid, everyone was stunned. At fifty million, one would already be losing money—how could someone offer fifty-one million?

Zhang Zhibai spoke while casting glances at Liang Feng, watching for his reaction. Liang Feng thought to himself that if he didn't express his stance now, Liu E would issue an imperial decree to his face, and once the Emperor’s word was out, there would be no refusing.

As the rulers of the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were being cursed to high heaven by everyone, yet the cause had started because of someone else. How could this not make them so angry they wanted to vomit blood? But they were helpless; they could only grit their teeth and proceed, as they were still beholden to a higher power.

Anxious and uneasy, he had no heart to admire the scenery of the imperial palace. After winding through countless corridors and turns, he finally arrived at Changning Hall.

"Brother, do you think the Qin army will strike our Changping territory?" Having witnessed Wang Liao’s brilliant military arrangements and analysis of the situation, Yu Qing, who was well-versed in internal affairs, naturally stepped into the role of his deputy, striving to patch the flaws in the defense of the Battle of Gongcheng.

He Lianying had great talent and extraordinary beauty. Wei Chi Shou fell in love with her at first sight and, at her request, brought her back to the Wei Chi estate. Even though his family felt she was of suspicious origin, Wei Chi Shou insisted on marrying her.

"Second Brother, the uncle just said he killed someone," Pan Jinlian said hurriedly. Wu Song stared at Yang Zhi in great astonishment.

These spoiled young nobles were accustomed to being unruly; how could they tolerate such questioning? Besides, in their eyes, Cui Renyi’s status was "nothing special," so they didn't take him seriously at all.

"So it was true?" Li Zhishi nodded, then returned to the room and closed the door. In the darkness, only a pair of emotionless eyes remained, staring into the void.