Volume 1, Chapter 22: What Do You Mean by That?

On the contrary, Huaxia Star now features a plethora of alien diners and restaurants, though they are slightly pricey. Chu Chen’s barbecue stall set a fine example.

"The wind is picking up, shall we head back?" Vice Mayor Yang looked at his son. His keen political intuition, honed over many years, gave him a subtle feeling that something was amiss.

Before Yi Luoluo could react, Ji Meng stood up abruptly, bumping into her shoulder and knocking her off balance. Ji Meng stomped out of the dormitory without looking back, as if someone she despised deeply were present in the room.

Su Bai curled his lips. Not wanting to torment such a fragile soul any further, he walked out of the medicinal herb shop.

"I simply don't want to go back, and what can you do about it? I have no desire to join the Heavenly One Sect, either." Shen Lu was feeling annoyed. Doing what he wanted was his freedom; no one could force him. That was simply Shen Lu’s temperament.

Once the old man had spoken, the five brothers, despite their varying personalities, dared not utter a word of opposition.

However, as Gao Ge drew closer, he realized that the look in Ding Anyuan’s eyes as he gazed upon those coffins was not one of excitement, but of profound sorrow.

The dense crowds of people and vehicles surged toward the Sports City like a relentless tide.

"Having caused such a massive incident and harmed so many people, they are in for a world of hurt this time!" Su Bai muttered to himself, then took out his phone to check the online buzz surrounding the event.

"Haha, I never expected Captain Ling Qi to be sitting here. I heard his strength far surpasses that of the other captains; I wonder if it’s true." The team members chattered away, their conversation focused entirely on Sun Yan.

But for Vignali, sitting in the front row, the third quarter was the most compelling part of the game.

Pure primordial energy, amplified by the Flame Armor, rapidly transformed into a terrifying torrent. Conducted through the formation, this stream of pure energy poured entirely into Yun Tianyang’s body.

Lin Xiyue was not typically an impatient person, but faced with the Chuiyun Line, which concerned the safety of Wuming Town, she was consumed by urgency.

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The crowd murmured in discussion. Many rogue cultivators lacked the necessary resources, let alone knowledge of the secrets guarded by the nine great powers. As they spoke, a group from the Eastern Depot walked in from downstairs. They instantly cleared out the largest table, and those who had been dining there quickly gave way.

From the crushing defeat of last season to this season’s triumphant return, only Yi Yang understood the difficulty of the journey. They had endured being public enemies who couldn’t recruit star players. They had endured helping rookies adapt to the rhythm of the NBA. They had even endured the sweeping onslaught of injuries.

Nowitzki, undaunted and fueled by excitement, leaped high, preparing to block Bosh’s shot once more.

Light, synchronized footsteps echoed from the ground as the team members moved in disciplined order toward their mission objective.

The Scorpion Spirit slapped the thick white mist before her in frustration. Everywhere she looked, it was nothing but this blinding white void. How annoying.

Sun Changning lay limp on the ground. Xun Quanyue snapped out of his daze and rushed back to hoist Sun Changning up, draping the man's arm and half his body over his own shoulder. The movement agitated his internal organs, causing Sun Changning to cough up blood again.

This sight filled Zhang Xutuo with alarm; he had never imagined that Zhou Fashang was suffering from such a severe illness.

Thus, Lai Hu'er, who in history had turned back to the Central Plains under the orders of Emperor Yang of Sui, did not abandon the assault on Pyongyang this time. After all, the imperial decree from Emperor Yang had not yet reached him.

Mu Yan’s extended hand was tightly gripped by Yin Chenglu. She feared her actions had been exposed, but Yin Chenglu merely held her hand as he turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

"Rabbits can bite, but what if the rabbit is dead? Can a dead rabbit still bite?" Wang Chen’s tone was casual. He was smiling, but who would think he was truly smiling, and who would interpret his words as lighthearted?

The manager of the An Tu estate, arriving to check the day’s newspaper, was startled by the busy scene.

After bidding a brief farewell to Xu Shiji, Kang Caien took Guan Yu to the Northern Song Dynasty. Having finally emerged from his secluded training, he set off toward Jingyuan Road in a leisurely manner, accompanied by Huang Junhan and Wang Yu.

"You’ve been staring blankly for so long; are you thinking of someone important?" Mu Yan asked, feigning indifference while shielding her eyes from the sunlight to look at the overgrown weeds.

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Xi Yulang’s Five Peaks Righteous Fist was a style Wang Qinglian had learned some of during a recent skirmish. For a genius like Wang Qinglian, it wasn't a difficult technique to memorize. Of course, he understood that Xi Yulang was unfathomable, and this was certainly not his trump card.

Before long, trade activities became more dispersed and far-reaching. Some traders, like Ying Pan, even sent their soldiers over a hundred miles away to collect ginseng and furs—their goal in the Korean Peninsula was purely trade, not the conquest of territory.

"Let’s go; I’ll treat everyone to a late-night snack," Su Junhua said. He hadn't understood the implication of He Qiuxia’s question regarding whether he liked Yu Qian or Yu Jie.

At the very beginning, the moment a herb touched Qin Yibai’s Hunyuan Spirit Fire, it was incinerated by the purple flames, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

However, just as Jiuyue was about to lift the curtain, the conversation outside froze his hand in place.

Zhang Ruyun had wanted to say more, but seeing the other party’s detailed explanation, he fell silent, closed his eyes, and began to meditate to regulate his breathing. After about two hours, he opened his eyes to see Duan Jingtian already awake, standing with a stern expression, gazing toward the north.

The Sun God, when it came down to it, was a manifestation of the primordial energy of the universe. Yet, the Sun Star consumed everything it touched; not only physical matter but even energy itself could be refined into nothingness by its heat.

"Grandfather?" Qing Heng felt a surge of grievance upon seeing Jun Fengyi. After all, he was just a child; how could he not be angry at being slandered and suspected?

Yu Feiyan was left speechless by the brown-haired man’s words, suspecting she had wandered into a university for criminals.

"Why is your complexion so poor, and your eyes so red? What happened?" He was extremely sensitive.

Following riots in cities like New York, Los Angeles, and Chicago, the mayors of several cities, the directors of the FBI and CIA, the Secretary of Defense, and the President arrived at the Morgan estate to ask old man Morgan whether they should handle the unrest with a gentle approach or a hardline one.