Volume 1, Chapter 41: I Never Expected the Empress to Be So Vicious

In an instant, Yata felt a tug pulling her up the stairs. Something flashed past her ear, and Bram, standing before her, let out a strange cry before being sent flying backward, slamming into the wall with such force that the floorboards at the bottom of the cabin shattered.

If this were public information, it might be heavily embellished, but since it appeared in an internal report, the data could be trusted. Regardless, this counted as a significant breakthrough and excellent news.

Ao Bing had already reported the previous events to the Dragon King and recounted how Shi Hui had saved him. Although the Dragon King was displeased, he still held some friendship with Li Jing. Furthermore, since Nezha’s apology was sincere and Shi Hui’s reputation was involved, he refrained from calling for blood.

This silver needle was thin and soft; it could not be manipulated by someone without internal energy. Shi Hui surmised that the owner of the needle was a physician, and a physician who practiced martial arts at that.

I must have been blind, she thought, to have been seduced by her beauty and believed her lies, leaving me with nothing.

This was because before the holy weapon was forged, a complete set of forbidden techniques had been imbued within it, granting it strength no less than that of a Great Emperor.

At this moment, Ye Shu summoned the Bi-Fang bird, which had been soaring above the spirit beast garden since he released it, and politely declined Tai Sheng’s assistance, unwilling to delay him any further.

The effect of the explosion was a true world wonder, with brilliant, dazzling clouds blooming in the sky.

Ye Qian’s heart stirred, his eyelids fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes—it was time to wake up.

As soon as a voice shouted out, the nearby students hurriedly made way. Having seen the true faces of the men in black, those in front were terrified, fearing they might offend someone powerful.

The competing reporters shouted louder and louder, each desperate to ensure she would choose their question next.

Because Jiang Zhongyuan had praised his military planning, Guo Songtao was kept in the Chu Braves’ camp by Jiang’s decree and did not return to Hunan.

"Just wait," the man in black said with a squinting smile. "Your grandson is of no use to us now, and you shall see him soon."

If not for the letters Wu Jian sent to Longyin Pavilion every month, she would never have known that her son had been living as a street thug all this time. But knowing he was safe and sound, her heart was at ease.

This was the first time Zhou Xiaoxiao had encountered such a situation. Previously, she had always eaten in the cafeteria with her colleagues; who would dare come to the main hall to drive people away?

As long as one has the right values and the corresponding ability, Wang Nuo believed there would always be room for development.

"I didn't come to the capital just to relax," Zhou Xiaoxiao replied after looking at me.

Seeing his look of disgust, Kong Miaomiao felt her good intentions had been wasted. She threw out a "fine, do as you please" and stomped out of the office, fuming, to call Yu Youwei in before heading off to brew tea.

"Fine, then take care of the Zhang family matter first. Come to the company whenever you have free time." Before Yun Xi could respond, he hung up the phone as if holding a hot potato.

"Him?" Qiao Neng’s face darkened instantly. His own wife had flown halfway across the globe with her first love—no, not first love, but a former lover? The thought alone made him feel stifled.

Looking at the injury on his arm, He Huajin suddenly thought: if he made his injury severe enough, wouldn't he be exempt from going? With this in mind, he rushed upstairs to change into a short-sleeved shirt and headed out.

Seeing that Chun Can was getting straight to the point, Ye Feng decided not to beat around the bush. He cleared his throat and said: The next morning, to avoid attention, the two left the city at the first light of dawn. Because it was so early, apart from one boat with its lights still on, none of the pleasure craft on the water had begun business.

"That Red Flame thing might work on others, but it's ineffective against me. Though winning against him might take some effort, victory is certain," Yao Yao said, as if she had guessed what Chen Yun was thinking.

Yamaguchi Ezaki nodded slightly. "The Huaxing Association has a good relationship with the Yamaguchi-gumi; they should be telling the truth." The Yamaguchi-gumi had been cooperating with the Huaxing Association for decades, and their relationship was quite close.

"What is so difficult about that?" Gao Yuanzhai turned and gave a few instructions to the butler, who acknowledged the order and left.

"Don't worry, your brother will be fine. He will suffer some physical pain, but it is Liu Changsheng who will likely suffer inhuman torture," Chen Yun comforted Lin Yu, telling him not to worry. After all, they had only locked Lin Xuan up and would not kill him for the time being.

"I'm tired. I'm returning home in a few days to recuperate. Although my life was saved, the injuries are too severe; I must go home to recover. You may go now," Ling Jingyu said, pretending to struggle as he waved at Rick before being carried into the military base.

If she had argued with him like she did over the phone, Shen Shijun might not have explained himself and would have continued to sulk. But seeing Mo Luoluo like this, it was truly heartbreaking, and he could not bear to watch any longer.

After leaving the Luo family, Shang Qi’s tears poured down. Her heart had been left riddled with holes by Luo Yichen. She could not understand why he felt so justified in forcing a kiss on her. This man never considered her feelings; he only knew how to indulge his own whims. Especially in front of others, he treated her entirely as a tool for show.

Imagining the small details of their daily life as mother and son brought a warmth to Chu Di’s heart, but when he heard Ye Nan speak of his father, he could no longer maintain his smile.

Xiao Han’s face revealed a teasing smile. He leaned his lips toward my ear and whispered, "If you dare to take off the mask again, I will kiss your mouth next time." He then put the mask back on me.

Fang Cheng remembered it very clearly because he had asked his father for 60 yuan in tutoring fees, leaving a deep impression.

She discovered that within Igneel’s body, beyond the energy and pressure originating from his primal bloodline, she could also detect the scent of a Chakra Fruit. To be precise, it was chakra energy mixed into the energy within the dragon’s body.