Volume 1, Chapter 27: Public Opinion Can Melt Metal

The news of Princess Qingcheng hosting a literary gathering on the seventeenth of March spread like wildfire, causing quite a stir throughout the capital.

An Tiantian specifically requested an extra pair of chopsticks to serve food, first placing some on Madam Gao’s plate, then Fang Tianfeng’s, and finally the others’. Seeing how sensible An Tiantian was, Madam Gao grew even fonder of her.

When the time hit the highly anticipated 7:50, a system notification chimed in the ears of all players who had qualified for the preliminary rounds. Players began to ready themselves; some huddled together, others struck out on their own, and quite a few practiced their skills at the last minute.

That bone-chilling cold, combined with the indifferent look on Chen Yin’s face, made Professor Rebecca suddenly realize in that instant that if she spoke another word, the spear point beneath her throat would pierce her body without hesitation.

Qiao Ting sat there with her back straight. As Fang Tianfeng watched from the side, he was suddenly reminded of the world-famous photograph of Audrey Hepburn facing her vanity mirror, yet he found Qiao Ting to be even more captivating.

Although the Lich King was a gifted shaman among the orcs before being controlled by the Burning Legion, his heart had already fallen by then. Conquered by the power of death, he could no longer comprehend the kind of perseverance a Paladin required.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Gu Feng realized with a jolt that the two of them had let out long sighs of relief, followed by sheer jubilation. It made him feel as though he had boarded a pirate ship, and he began to wonder if he should have agreed at all.

Just as Li Lin, feeling a long-lost sense of rage, intended to unleash a slaughter, a somewhat familiar voice reached his ears. He opened his eyes in surprise, only to see a face he knew very well.

Thus, sixteen legions were stationed here, a massive army of over three million troops spread across thousands of giant warships, making the space feel rather cramped.

To ensure the survival of Poseidon, the quest giver issued a mandatory main mission. Transmigrators capable of battling the Eight Legions of Devas arrived at the royal city of Atlantis.

“Someone from the Celestial Palace has arrived; they’ve delivered this letter!” Mei Yan walked over, produced an envelope from her hand, and held it out to Yu.

Moreover, it seemed that Su Su practiced some unique technique or possessed a special constitution. In any case, although Yang Xiu had not engaged in dual cultivation with her very often over the years, each time he did, Su Su’s strength progressed significantly.

He tossed a ball of paper at Le Wei’s feet. Le Wei glanced at the yellow talisman, but remained silent.

Upon hearing Miao Zhishun’s words, Peng Yixing immediately opened the trunk of his car, retrieved two handguns, and fastened a belt around his waist, which was filled with magazines loaded with ammunition.

Zhang Miao laughed, “No, Cao Cao has just retreated. Like us, he has run out of grain; no one is having an easy time. But when he returns, I suspect Mengde will be desperate.”

Zhou Zhou sniffled, suppressing the inexplicable surge of tears, and nodded firmly with a smile.

The bond between master and disciple must also be built through time and action; for the two who had only just become master and disciple, that bond was still thin and cool.

You scratched the car yourself, and it’s one thing to expect me to pay for the repairs, but now you want me to hand the car over for you to drive?

The Huan family of Longkang was also a scholarly clan. Cang Yaozu intended to elevate Huan Ye; after all, he was the first to follow him, and he certainly could not be treated poorly. It would also serve as a benchmark and an example for the influential families of the northern provinces of Yan, Yu, Ji, and Qing.