Volume 1, Chapter 29: Repaying Malice with Virtue

Zheng Hao nodded and smiled, "That can certainly be arranged. There will be even more fun things to come soon, and I'll come find you then." "What kind of fun things?" Arale asked.

However, to Lan Ruoxi, these words carried a different meaning. Sensitive in her current state, she assumed he was worried about her staying there and disturbing her sister's rest.

"This... that is only natural..." Lu Ming had just started to explain when Lu Guoguo interrupted him for the third time, as expected, this time with a tone of palpable anger.

Sunlight filtered through the green gauze windows, casting mottled golden patterns across the room. A few stalks of golden chrysanthemums were tucked askew into a Ru-ware beauty vase, bathing the entire room in a brilliant, golden glow.

"Please speak, Lord Superintendent," Hojo Tsunashige responded dully. From the moment he arrived, he had already resigned himself to the fact that others were the blade and the cutting board, while he was the fish.

"Fine, I'm prepared to throw you in the trunk and keep you needled for the night. If you've made up your mind by tomorrow, you can tell me then." As he spoke, Li Shi gestured as if to insert the needles again.

"We charge out," Fuma Miho said viciously. No matter what, they had to make a final stand.

I turned back in astonishment to look at Zhao Bingyan, only to find her composed, her gaze undisturbed, and her demeanor exuding a sense of calm confidence.

Liu Tingting must have been physically present but mentally absent for a long time; as soon as I told her she could move early, her joy was as if she had suddenly hit the five-million-dollar jackpot.

Evidently, Mrs. Xu did not take tomorrow's competition to heart either; she was not the least bit nervous, though, in truth, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Jia Erhu’s words seemed to be an affirmation and praise of Zhao Jiawei, but in reality, they were a subtle hint that, in terms of personality, Zhao Jiawei was still far too impulsive.

But he was gone now, leaving behind a Sun Quan who had just turned eighteen. Sheltered by the legacy of his father and brother, he had inherited the foundation of Jiangdong. It would be a monumental task for him to hold onto Jiangdong amidst the precarious environment of competing aristocratic families. If he still hoped to defeat Lu Lian in war, he would need to be a protagonist favored by fate, capable of summoning meteors from the sky with a mere wave of his hands.

But how could Shi Xi admit defeat? She would rather lose face than ride that bike again. With a roll of her eyes, a plan formed.

As Yang Ning pressed down with his backhand, the six erupting fire snakes instantly stabilized, transforming back into six flickering, glowing flames.

Xu Mei suddenly remembered what she had seen the night before—the water stain on the sofa, which would surely be difficult to clean.

Although she had night-vision eyes, the horse was a stranger to this place, and it was deeply reluctant to continue trekking through the Hengshan Mountains in the dark.

After saying this, she swept a glance at Sheng Shi, clearly wanting everyone to know, her tone heavy with undisguised ambiguity.

Little did they know, on the very cliff where the two were cooking, a pair of malicious eyes was watching them.

During the time he spent on the phone, she went online with her mobile. The news of how she and he had been trapped in the fire the night before was everywhere. Someone had even taken photos—likely from a nearby high-rise, as the perspective was quite elevated.

"The Earth-Chen Star can certainly withstand it. When the human race, the Five Elements Spirits, and the extraterrestrial Dragon Clan fought, the scale was far greater than this, and the Earth-Chen Star was fine, wasn't it? Your concern is a bit redundant," the Great Elder smiled.

The moment Qi Yu pushed open the door, his eyes fell immediately on the box in his hand, and he could not help but knit his brows deeply.

Although Guo Dalu was not a particularly clean person, he would rather sleep on a floor mat than lie on his bed.

"Sheng Shi, I understand. I’ll go; I want to meet your family, too." Ji Liunian knew that Sheng Shi's tone earlier was just him being irritated by her lack of self-confidence.

Guo Weiran politely saw him out, maintaining perfect poise, yet as a man himself, Situ Qing could naturally see the traces of unease in his eyes. As for Situ Qing, he was only there for Ling Jiajia and cared nothing for Guo Weiran's reaction.

Tian Feng did not say anything more. For him now, as long as he could be by Old Master He’s side and the two of them could slowly enjoy life together, that was enough.

"Goodnight, my treasure." Ling Baolu kissed his forehead again and pulled him closer into her embrace before closing her eyes to sleep.

"Screw you, even if I fall and break my bones, it won't be your turn to deal with me." Han Lu gripped the drainpipe tightly with her slender hands, braced her long legs against the wall, gritted her teeth, and began to climb.

At the same time, Xu Wuyou immediately took Huang Mei and fled the area, retreating to a previously safe zone.

For the facts proved everything. Arthur Luke took a deep breath, his skin shimmering, and he gradually began to levitate above the satellite.

The Akhal-Teke horse did not know the person, but it recognized the knife. Even if it wanted to run, the reins were still in Shen Shi’s hand.

Yan Shu knew that from the moment he began to hoodwink Zhao Kuangyin, to exhausting the elite troops of the Great Song, and then to struggling to provide annual tribute to the barbarians until it became a habit, countless generations of effort had been poured into this.

The AI headquarters selected a more suitable, experienced system from the [Villain Group] to take charge of Jian He's mission, which was the origin of the [Reforming Scum Villain System].