Chapter 54: The Crimson Blood Fiend and the Miserable Protagonist Group
“We encountered a student who had escaped from this school. She told us what was happening here, and after discussing it, we decided to come. She also led us through a shortcut to find the school, but her injuries were too severe, so for now, we’ve settled her in a hotel room.”
Faced with Qiao Jia’s questions, the townsfolk answered honestly.
Qiao Jia glanced at the students behind her, silently asking for confirmation.
“Honestly, Your Highness, can’t you see? Everyone around has noticed. Can’t you ask?” Mu Yueli remarked indifferently.
The reason outsiders look down on the Sanyong Continent is that most of their formidable warriors have already risen to the Celestial and Divine Realms, but sadly, there are no successors.
As the rocks at the other two sites were breached, everyone witnessed the Iron Bramble King’s desperate will to survive.
With this explanation, Guan Yun and the others finally understood—it wasn’t that Zhang Xiaolong was less skilled, but that expertise lies in specialization. Like how a chef can’t compete with a butcher in slaughtering pigs, even if both spend years facing pork…
His words were imposing; for a moment, no one dared speak. Even Huang Bufeng’s face darkened, remaining silent. Before reinforcements from Guinan Town arrived, it was best for him to keep a low profile. The injuries he sustained earlier had left him with barely any strength, so he couldn’t be as arrogant as before.
“Your Highness!” Wen Qing didn’t speak, but mouthed the name of the person Nan Yu had come with last time. Nan Yu nodded, indicating she understood.
Just a moment ago, he decided to refine one of the three strands of imperial fortune to break through and become a War God.
“Hahaha, delicious, isn’t it? The sea fish from our village are the best. Many restaurants in Qingyun Town use our fish.” Guan Yun laughed as Zhang Xiaolong suddenly began to wolf down his food.
The Southern King, Nan Li Chen, furrowed his thick brows, his expression cold as he glanced indifferently at the two men, then shifted his gaze elsewhere. Beside him, Lin Che’s eyes flashed with disgust as he turned and walked toward the embankment.
Second brother Sheng Yan Feng had schemed his way into the board of directors to fight for the family fortune, while in their own household, Sheng Yan Ming was incompetent and unambitious, and his son was similarly idle and unmotivated… For the first time, Ruan Lingfang regretted her earlier softness in allowing Sheng Tingchen to enter the entertainment industry.
“We’ll see about it later. Let’s go!” With that, he led the way off the grandstand, heading outside the stadium.
Camacho stood at the sidelines, smiling brightly and applauding, while Zico kept his head down, his expression unreadable. But there was no need to look; it was either a furrowed brow or a face twisted in misery.
They didn’t care much about such things. As long as they got paid for their work, the rest didn’t concern them.
There was certainly some cowardice, but seeing that guy standing there calmly, munching on a chicken leg as if nothing had happened, the group of thugs felt as if someone had slapped them across the face. The sense of humiliation was akin to having been cuckolded.
The four from the royal family set up the Imperial Blade Array to confront Gongsun Qian, but they were still at a disadvantage. Once Song Rui arrived, the outcome was predictable.
“Damn! Nine o’clock direction!” Mo Shang said succinctly, while his gun was already shifting in that direction.
Aside from the unchanging first place in the ranking, the competition for other positions had always been fierce. Today you’re second, tomorrow I’m second, and sometimes it can change several times in a single day.
Mei Jing Shu had no idea why she suddenly had this thought; it startled her, and she quickly shook her head, trying hard to dismiss it.
What happened today had utterly shattered her worldview as an ordinary person who worked from dawn to dusk. The fact that her nerves hadn’t collapsed yet was already a testament to her strong will.