Chapter 2

"Literal meaning." Ji Jingxi cupped her hands to serve as a living hand-warmer, the two of them walking leisurely along the corridor as if taking a stroll.

The next day, Qilin took Rinhuo, Xia Chuxin, Shang Zhengyu, and even Flying Mouse to the shops early in the morning, seemingly arranging various lessons and training for them. Only Chen You was left behind, assigned to the branch headquarters for special training.

Yang Xuchen was well aware of his father's worries, yet he also knew these were all problems that could be resolved. He refused to believe his father had not considered Jingyang. Saying those things was merely bringing many matters out into the open beforehand to avoid future complications.

Unfazed, he opened his Fate-Breaking Divine Eye to take a look, only to find that not only could he see nothing at all, but a faint ray of light shot out from the misty shroud straight toward his single eye. Startled, he executed a rapid spin to barely evade it. Though he rarely broke a sweat, a thin film of perspiration now beaded on his forehead.

The tokens used by the few to enter the secret realm were obtained by Hua Ziran through a fortuitous encounter; other members of the Hua and Bai families might not have the affinity to enter, and even if they did, their strikes might not be as fierce as that person's earlier. Therefore, the only ones capable of saving them would naturally be Senior Ye and Senior Tianlang.

Dozens of spiritual herbs were harvested in no time and entirely transplanted into the Universe Bead. It was said that the Nine-Nether Grass was extremely harsh regarding its growing environment—could there be some unknown condition beneath this place? Zou Li carefully began to inspect the surroundings.

A ripple stirred in the Emperor's heart. He was an emperor, but even more so, he was the emperor of the Manchus, yet many Han people refused to acknowledge him. Therefore, the moment Wu Sangui raised the banner to overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming, numerous people responded. Thinking about it now, the Han people made up the vast majority of the realm after all; if he wished to secure his throne, he had to unite the Manchus and Hans as one and become the emperor of all under heaven.

Zhao Kun had lived the pampered life of a young master for three years. Because Old Madame Zhao and Zhao Jing felt he had suffered too much in the past, they spoiled him to no end, rendering him lawless. Last night, he had been dead drunk at a pleasure house and only knew to return home now. Hearing that guests had arrived at the mansion, he headed straight for the main hall.

A sword Qi seemingly originating from primeval times shot out from within the black hole. In the very next instant, before Xia Tian could even react, it obliterated both father and son, reducing their bodies to nothingness without even a single sound escaping their lips.

Ye Zhu was not troubled by these exceptionally enthusiastic gazes; he calmly walked up to the stone tablet and channeled his mana into it.

When a boss is not autocratic and receptive to good advice, subordinates naturally feel trusted and valued.

"Only Aunt Han likes that brand of perfume. It's the only one in the entire company! This scent on you... do you think a mere shower can wash it away?" Su Li looked at Wu Xie with a strange expression.

In the midst of the darkness, Xu Yang stood with his hands behind his back, letting the cold wind whip against his robes. He looked just like a god of war in the dark, imposing and majestic.

He knew not when the meeting had ended; only when Wu Xie snapped back to his senses and looked outside did he realize it was already pitch black.

Sha Hong had also fallen into a state of inner conflict these past few days. To be honest, back in university, he had been single-mindedly focused on a future in politics, fighting his way all the way to the position of student union president—a feat by no means easy—and his family had already made arrangements for him.

Lin Yi gave Duncan an international hand gesture without saying a word. Seeing this, Duncan burst into hearty laughter, completely devoid of any anger. After the referee checked everything, it signaled that the match was now officially underway!

To make it look more convincing, Huang Xing and Danma got off the helicopter, piloted it themselves to circle around Longtang City, and then used a flying sword to destroy the helicopter's tail rotor. Billowing smoke accompanied the rapidly descending helicopter deep into the jungle, culminating in a violent explosion.

They both seemed to want to see through each other's psychology. Shisui did not know how Pain viewed her, but she was acutely aware of her own mind.

Then, a slender, beautiful, and faintly fragrant physique appeared right before my eyes. Indeed, it was my cousin.

The old woman seized the moment to collapse and feign death. Sure enough, Jia She refused to look at her again and stormed out in a huff.

He had guessed right. Ever since Jia Zheng last asked Jia Cong to draw silver from the family treasury, only for Jia Cong to reply that he had to support the expenses of tens of thousands of men under his command and that the family's silver would not last long, Grandmother Jia had taken the matter to heart.

Opening the suitcase, she took out the quilt, duvet cover, bedsheets, and other items. The sheets and duvet cover were a matching set featuring a blue floral pattern, looking aesthetically pleasing and elegant when spread across the bed.

After getting out of the car, the bride's family came out to greet them. The brother-in-law's father had passed away very early, and he had been raised single-handedly by his mother. The aunt was a very gentle person, courteous and well-mannered in her dealings with others. A child raised by such a mother naturally would not turn out too poorly, and facts proved that the eldest cousin would get along very well with this family in the future.

It seemed that in this fellow's eyes, there was no difference between players with 2,100 points and those with 1,200 points—both were far more powerful than him anyway. Zhang Wei was left with the bewildered sense of a bright pearl buried in dust.

When they arrived at compartment C, they found that Slughorn had also invited several other students from different houses, though judging by the warmth of his welcome, Harry was the one he had been most eager to see.

A distance of nearly a hundred meters meant almost nothing to Fujiwara Sai moving at full burst. With a few flickers, he had closed in on Dongfang Yunyang.

In the eighteenth year, the Lord of Star-Gazing Realm was no longer seen. Seventh Master said he had been assigned quite heavy coursework.

Dongfang Yunyang, Yejiu, and the others also brought back some of Moke's broken puppets, which served as proof of Moke's identity.

Yet now that the person remained right before him, the fangshi dared not do anything other than converse with him.

However, looking at the rather strange name of the shop, Muli could not help but ask Bai Zimu about it.

For some reason, the exact moment Bai Fan turned his head, several muffled peals of thunder rumbled, accompanied by flashes of lightning that illuminated Bai Fan's face against the pitch-black sky.

"Humph, when facing the notorious Old Scoundrel Chu, if one doesn't resort to trickery, are they just waiting to be played!" Bai Huapo quickly retracted his palm and swept out with a direct kick.

The minister shook his head: "Your Royal Highness, that is a misconception. Whether viewed from geographical advantage or orthodox heritage, Tianlong City in the Tianlong Empire is the optimal location to establish the capital."