Volume 1, Chapter 29: Is the Little Green Stone the Emperor of Gu?

Guo Weifeng turned back to nod reluctantly at Guan Xin, managed a stiff, tight-lipped smile, and then stepped forward to push open the grand doors of the Martial Arts Guild conference hall, disappearing inside.

"Very well, tell me, why should this magistrate believe the two of you?" The magistrate looked at Yu Pianpian, who began, "Because..." She glanced at Fuyun Nuan, only to see her shaking her head slightly, leaving Yu Pianpian puzzled.

Yet, damn it all, she had no idea where this rotund leader had managed to find such cool and handsome bodyguards. Just from a casual glance, three black lines of frustration immediately appeared on Ling Jiantong’s forehead.

Ling Jiantong smiled radiantly, her slightly tipsy head resting against Mu Jinghong’s back. As her eyelids grew heavy, a melodious, enchanting tune suddenly drifted into her ears.

Zhuo Tian was even more bewildered. He had been at the Ancient Sword Sect for only a month, spent almost entirely in cultivation. When had he ever applied to join the Second Sword Sect? More absurdly, he was merely an outer sect registered disciple—why were the inner sect members seeking him out?

"You fellow! You possess the power to destroy the world!" the cultivator said, his eyes flickering slightly.

A massive web composed of several strands of murderous intent enveloped Bai Suyu. If she were to say or do anything disadvantageous to Liu Shuang at that moment, she knew that before the thought could even fully form, a dagger would have already slit her throat.

Ling Jiantong leaned against the tree trunk. Heaven knows how much effort it had taken to drag her sickly body, inch by inch, to this spot. She had no energy to concern herself with Mu Tong’s anger; she simply struggled to stretch her body toward the wooden board in Mu Tong's hand.

Luo Li could only give them rough instructions on how to create tools like triangles and rulers, and how to sketch various architectural designs. After that, she had to wash her hands of the matter, as she didn't know any better herself. However, this sparked a massive outburst of creativity among the beast-men.

As for the request to return to his quarters to change clothes that morning, it was partly because he genuinely needed to, and partly because he wanted to see if he could use his phone; after all, having a tangled mess of wires tucked behind him was incredibly uncomfortable.

Xia Yunsheng’s sudden action also left Takeda Tokugawa stunned, momentarily forgetting what he was supposed to do.

"Old lady, you might as well beat me to death!" Xu Shi cried out, clutching Du Cheng tightly and wailing at the top of her lungs.

Roy sighed, feeling that these people were truly too rigid. They should have told him everything as soon as they knew who he was; that way, they wouldn't have wasted so much time, and they could have rescued Emily much sooner.

"No, just focus on the massage. You’ll get what’s yours. When they come out, call me." Ling Chen finished, then closed his eyes.

King Dan had originally been a blade user, though for many years, no one had seen him brandish a weapon.

Of course, catching the enemy off guard was one thing, but more importantly, they needed to obtain the intelligence they sought before taking action.

When Zhang Zhiguo and Emily reached him, Ye Fengqi had just finished questioning the witness, and the others before him had mostly dispersed, leaving only this one.

He wanted to design a protective array for Fenghua City, but considering that the beast tide must have had its reasons, he knew that interfering with natural laws was unwise. It was likely for a profound reason that cultivators never set up arrays for mortal towns.

Time ticked by, and the combat strength on both sides began to dwindle. Comparatively, the overall strength of the Green Gang still surpassed that of the Hongmen.

Seeing the intense green glow, Qin He’s complexion changed in terror, but it was already too late to withdraw.

Gu Mo’s knowledge of the Left Rotation Sect was limited to hearsay; he had never even seen tokens like these.

Cai Ling was determined to spend her few remaining days doing things she had never even dared to imagine before.

But when his gaze fell upon the group being besieged, a trace of slight surprise appeared on his face.

In the end, the Master of the Tongtian Sect recalled his purpose and turned his attention to the sword intent ignited by Qin Tianyu.

"It was you, Qin Fang! It was you who copied it from my computer!" Zhang Jing roared in fury, remembering the day Qin Fang had come to his home and touched his computer.

The custom-tailored suit accentuated Chen Chuansheng’s extraordinary handsomeness, yet there was something that felt off.

Su Qin felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know how the other party knew he had killed someone from the Corpse Refining Sect; there must be a problem with himself.

"Fine, you said it! If I succeed, each of you owes me a bowl of spicy hot pot!" Ling Xi declared with confidence.

To prevent Fang Qiuqi from misunderstanding, Chen Chuansheng had notified her before taking the intimate photos with Qin Fang.

"I don't get it either. But maybe she’s had her eye on us for a while, and she’s just playing tricks to keep us hanging," the agent speculated.

Dou Mu let out a howl, using her last bit of strength to fight the planet Mars, but Mars grabbed her by the hair, gripped her throat, and with a burst of searing flames, charred and snapped her neck.

In this way, if Sixty took advantage of his injury to strike... then it wouldn't matter whether Sixty killed Fifty-eight or Fifty-eight counter-killed Sixty.

Once I had reluctantly placed the Manjusaka into the ceramic jar, I finally had time to ask the old man who exactly the "he" he spoke of was.

Zhao Yingluo frowned upon seeing Wan Qixie. She naturally knew who he was; in history, he had assisted Qin Hui in framing Yue Fei. It was only because they couldn't find evidence against him during the purge of Qin Hui that he had been spared.

Qin Haoze gritted his teeth and slowly bent his knees, slamming them heavily onto the hard concrete floor.

It was precisely because these things had once been so common and convenient that Lu Qiqi had almost forgotten about this issue.

"..." Lan Linfeng was stunned. After the recent commotion, he seemed to have truly forgotten about this.

As soon as Gu Wei went up, Yan Mufeng, having tasted success, passed the basketball to Zhang Ruofeng, who was roaming the weak side. Zhang Ruofeng flicked the ball into the paint, and Zhou Yu rushed in, using Liu Tong’s screen to score with a reverse layup.

Lin Mu found their behavior both infuriating and amusing. He shook his head, paid them no mind, pulled open the car door, and waited for Li Huizhen to get in before closing it and climbing in himself.