Chapter Seventy-Four: Unique Individuals

As Duan Rushuang’s expression shifted, Zhang Tianyi remained silent. Having grown gradually familiar with these circles, his calm confidence once again settled upon him. He and Ren Xuan had already inquired in detail about the situation at Night Paradise, and he now had a firm grasp on Duan Rushuang’s pressure points.

Unable to refuse Shanshan’s manipulation, he resolved at least to avoid unnecessary conflict. He knew full well that, at this point, no matter what he said or did, Liao’s crowd would take it as provocation. They were just itching for an excuse to teach him a lesson. What he needed to do was simply not give them one.

Qi Xuance was convinced that President Li would handle things well. Wealthy people might have all sorts of problems, but lying is the most basic requirement for success.

“I am not a bandit!” Chen Youfu declared each word with determination, the bamboo spear in his hand flashing out like lightning, piercing through the burly man’s throat. The man’s furious expression froze into one of astonishment, and remained fixed on his face forever.

Zhang Tianyi reached out and ruffled Cai Xun’s hair, tilting his head up to stare toward the sun. What he’d just said came from the heart. He too was looking forward to the day when he needn’t worry about food or drink, when each day would be as bright and blossoming as sunflowers.

With a thunderous crack, the mass of corpse miasma exploded upon contact with fire, erupting into a chaotic crackling before dissipating into wisps of green smoke.

The waiter awkwardly took the menu and turned to help Wang Tiao order, but upon seeing Wang Tiao's appearance, he couldn’t help but inwardly complain: “Such a beauty wasted on a pig.”

Gao Rongxuan leaned in, speaking beside the prince, and Jia Cuo noticed immediately. Worried that Tianquan Camp would snatch away all the credit, he whipped his horse in a hurry. The steed misinterpreted his command and, thinking the charge had begun, leapt from the river and galloped straight toward Zhu Pingjin.

Moreover, should the biological server ever malfunction, it could self-repair, boasting formidable regenerative abilities. In the interstellar era, no one would dare call something a server unless it had endured for millennia; otherwise, at best, it was merely a computer with higher computing power.

So many clones—it must be for narrative necessity. Perhaps, after Wang Tiao’s character dies later on, he’ll simply crawl out from among them and fight on once more.

Upon realizing that Pei Cheng had provided a generous dose, yet Wei Chen showed no reaction, Qi Chun sneered, got into the carriage, and set off toward Wei Chen’s home.

Upon hearing that Su Banxia was ill, the noble consort immediately sent her maid to deliver various tonics and supplements. The Empress herself sent many gifts as well and relayed a message: when Su Banxia’s health improved, she should pay a visit to the palace.

I do not wish for you to be alone. Whether you one day find another Wen Xinyi or a Nihuang, I hope there is someone by your side to bring you warmth throughout those endless long nights.

All the policemen moved in unison, removing their hats and standing solemnly at attention, bidding Old Park farewell in their own way.

Her brother was an extraordinarily intelligent man. If the Plantfolk did not forbid males from inheriting the chieftainship, he would have been the most suitable candidate.

“I’m just going to check on him,” Murong Jie was forced to stop, anxiety in his gaze as he looked at her. Though he knew she had not regained her memory, seeing her treat his enemy so kindly filled him with both anger and pain—anger at Chu Jing and pity for Zi’an.

Nangong Hao gave instructions to Changxi, who had been attending at the side, and in less time than it took for a stick of incense to burn, Liu Dalong was brought to the back hall.

This discovery was truly extraordinary. Tan Xu received the Vermilion Bird, and Tan Xing obtained the Azure Luan—both legendary divine birds. However, both were newly hatched, and who knows how many years it will take for them to mature into true divine beasts.

The inscription was surrounded by auspicious cloud patterns; the whole casket was exquisitely carved, its design simple yet intricate. Regardless of what was inside, the fact that the box was hewn from such a large piece of agarwood made it immensely valuable.

But Er’ya wasn’t interested in any of them. In fact, the mere smell of their cooking made her retch so violently she was dizzy and nauseous.

Zhao Ziming swept his gaze around, his brows furrowed. Those who had just received orders and were preparing to seize him suddenly felt a chill well up inside and unconsciously stopped in their tracks.

“Anyway, it’s my fault. What are you worried about?” Han Xi propped his head with one hand, looking utterly bored.

At these words, the other four faces changed dramatically. One of the elders even slammed the table and stood up, exclaiming, “What did you say? Deng’er is dead?” This was none other than Li Deng’s father, Li Mingda.

Yang Shangni looked at her second brother and felt a complex tangle of emotions. She knew she could never be truly harsh with him, and this time, he had genuinely set aside his pride and pleaded with her for forgiveness.

What left the deepest impression were his eyes—his pupils were black as ink, without a trace of impurity, in stark contrast to the whites around them. As his gaze shifted, a lively spirit seemed ready to burst forth.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng appeared moved; his smile abruptly faded, his expression sinking as he fixed his gaze on Cang Peng. A hint of sympathy flickered in Xiao Feng’s eyes. In the next moment, he gently raised his hand to stroke Cang Peng’s head, feeling the softness and fluff of its feathers. He fell silent.

Xiao Feng knew well that the Companion Amethyst Source, like the Amethyst Winged Lion King, had spent many years within the mother beast. Thus, absorbing the Companion Amethyst Source could also refine a bit of Purple Flame.

It was no secret that Han Xi had an elder brother, so when Gu You saw Bai Yusi messaging Han Yi earlier, he wasn’t at all surprised by Han Yi’s identity.