Volume 1, Chapter 23: Jiang Lan: How Could She Be So Careless!

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It was only then that I realized he had deliberately claimed to have something urgent to discuss, fearing I might not return. I also understood that since he had gone to such lengths, I truly could not go back.

"Are you talking about Sister Bai Ling? The one who used to run a clothing store?" Her remark struck me as odd. "Go on," I said, fixing my gaze on her, eager to see what she might reveal.

Using my reserves and the territory's income, I reinforced the city walls and gates. While these are sensitive times and the risk of trouble is relatively low, the investment is well worth it; should the territory be attacked, the reinforced walls and gates will hold out a little longer.

Without regard for whether Tao Zhiyue and the others were willing, Wang Zhenyu immediately announced their transfer as battalion guards, to be groomed as reserve officers.

Our consciousness went blank for a moment before we awoke on another plane. This was still the reverse side of the Tree of Life, but the site where the altar had once stood was now empty, devoid of any structure.

After an initial period of chaos, everyone gradually quieted down. Then, a soldier in a white officer's uniform stepped onto the high platform to make an announcement.

Yet, over these past few days, leaders from several cities within the province had attended such ceremonies. This fact alone spoke volumes.

It is merely a sword fortress, lacking even a Void-tier expert to command it. Beyond issuing wanted posters and bounties, what other tricks could they possibly have up their sleeves?

Zhuo Yingyan gave a faint, bitter smile. Perhaps such words were merely a psychological comfort; could miracles truly occur? Perhaps everyone had already dismissed that thought from their minds.

He had played the role of the Soul Army commander for too long, becoming so immersed, so convincing, that he had at times completely forgotten who he really was. To such an extent that now, he dared not face her love, hatred, expectations, and pain with his true face.

The choked plea made Shang Peidi stop in his tracks, the soft, fragrant body pressed tightly against his back testing his endurance.

"You again? You work here too?" Yun Piaoying looked at the busy Lu Shuqing, feigning surprise as if she didn't know he was employed at the company.

Having become serious, Hua the Turtle began his assault on the five elders who were assisting the Huashan Five-Person Sword Formation.

"You don't need to tell me all that. Childhood sweethearts, I think I understand," Ling Dongwu said, glaring at Xiao Haotian.

Jack’s expression darkened, shedding his playful demeanor; at this moment, he was nothing but a white-clad angel of mercy.

After all, no matter how much power they wielded to threaten the media into suppressing unfavorable news, some outlets would always disregard them in pursuit of sensationalism and higher sales.

"Moron, I remember there was a wisp of black silk causing trouble in the skull back then. I wonder if all the skulls here have the same?" Sha Dutian stared at the skulls, not daring to lower his guard for a second, fearing they might take flight.

If this were not true, she would surely pay Xiang Nan a visit and give that heartless wretch a piece of her mind.

The only course of action now was to preserve Qian Qing’s divine wisdom and halt the process of the Chrono-worm poison alienating her body and mind.

The Emperor’s soul seemed to have been ensnared by the half-faced beauty, and he found himself drawn toward her against his will.

Zhang Lan sat in silence for a while before looking up. "I feel so sad, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself from crying," she said, tears streaming down her face again.

"What?" Mi Bai’s eyes widened, her chopsticks clattering to the table as she stared at Rick in disbelief.

"Is it possible?" That was precisely what Todo Chaka was thinking, and she asked the old woman with great agitation.

Once Wu Junji learned of Ji's origins, he was immediately filled with awe. This person must be using some kind of cheat! That was Wu Junji's conclusion.

I left a note for Su Guo and Su Mo. Looking at Keke, I felt that taking her along on a mission was far too dangerous, yet this child always insisted on coming.

He touched his waist; no one knew that two of his ribs were broken—and that he had broken them himself.

"Has the tulip been plucked just like that?" The door suddenly opened, and Isabelle sashayed in with a captivating allure.

"What is it?" Ye Hua had no choice but to stop; who knew if she might lunge with her sword if he didn't?

"Quiet!" Elder Bai shot him a glare, though his eyes remained fixed on the world's only remaining medicinal herb.

Tong Jia was titled Concubine Tong, Dong E Wanyue was titled Concubine Zhen, followed by Noble Lady Tang, Noble Lady Chen, First-Class Attendant Yang, the Uya clan, and the rest were Gege.

Liu Yuan hadn't yet snapped out of it, her mind still lingering on the previous scene, but she was quickly ordered to go cook.

Fierce beasts lack wisdom and are inherently savage; they know not the meaning of retreat. It is either kill or be killed.

"It's standard procedure for an employee to care about their boss." Besides, as the dignified President of Yuanshui, if Chu Ting were photographed by paparazzi sitting alone on a hotel bench with a bruise on his lip, how could he explain it?

Xia Yu couldn't tell if the spirit crystal had mutated or if he himself was special, but as soon as he saw it again, he rushed over.

As long as the nine crystals could break through this membrane and return to the Dantian, the "returning pill" process would be complete, successfully breaking through to the Pill-Returning Realm.

Just as he was slowly retreating, the wild boar, for reasons unknown, charged forward.

"Useless! Useless!" Zhao Hong cursed twice. Unwilling to watch the Han army retreat like this, he had no choice but to draw his blade and charge forward himself.