Volume One, Chapter 27: She Looks... So Soft

"No worries! It is true that fists and feet have no eyes, but friendly sparring on the ring does not harm our camaraderie! I understand your intentions, Brother Xiuyuan, so you can rest assured!" After taking a sip of the high-quality Biluochun tea, Song Duanwu spoke with a natural demeanor, though his eyes were anything but calm. The Biluochun, which should have been fragrant and mellow, tasted like nothing more than cold water to him at this moment.

She was being pressed down by him and was on the verge of falling, but fortunately, he caught her back with one hand while his other hand wandered over her soft curves. She reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, fearing she might fall to the floor. He began to breathe heavily, and, deciding to take charge, he swept her up and laid her horizontally onto the soft couch.

Seeing that cold gaze, Hu Bingde was startled, but at that moment, a car roared up from behind with a deafening hum. Although he felt a bit insecure, he had to put on a show to save face in front of the driver and the passengers in the car.

Although this was phrased as a question, it left no room for her to answer, so she had no choice but to remain silent.

"Bullshit! I was perfectly fine, why would I need you to save me! And do you call this saving someone? I think you’re clearly trying to murder me!" Fatty Haji was furious. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as Li Yan. If he weren't physically outmatched by Li Yan, he would have loved to pounce on him right then and there to teach him a lesson.

Slowly, her thoughts returned, and she realized that Jun Wuxia had used boiling water to cleanse her lips only because she had touched Wang Yitian's. She had drifted into unconsciousness due to the endless burning and pain; was he now intending to cleanse her body as well?

She returned to Yongning Palace in a daze. Because she was physically weak and sensitive to the cold, the room had a heated kang, and braziers were lit in each of the four corners. As she entered the bedchamber, a wave of cozy warmth rushed to meet her, and her ice-cold limbs immediately felt as if they were submerged in a hot spring, relaxing instantly.

Xie Junhe gazed silently toward the distant mountain ridge. It was a rare day of bright sun and blue sky. Yet, everything within Beacon Ridge remained deeply buried in clouds that refused to disperse. He wondered when the sunlight would part the veil of mist to reveal the true face of Beacon Ridge, and even more, he wondered when these clouds would again shroud the sun, returning everything to chaos.

In that instant, everyone thought Guo Lin was going to die. He had lost, utterly and miserably. And the price of his defeat would surely be to be smashed to pieces.

Feeling a touch on her shoulder, Tang Zhiyan slowly raised her head. Her lips were cracked, and she still wanted to tug at Ruoyu's clothes to ask for water, but when she saw Ruoyu's face, she froze. Her face, ruined by dust and grime, was etched with surprise.

"Wait, I never even read this letter. How could this thing be on my computer?" Beast argued in a panic. The sudden turn of events had caught him off guard, leaving him unable to even explain himself clearly.

Looking at the righteous indignation on Otoha's face, Su Baiyu really wanted to kick her.

The moment the call connected, her colleague shrieked in a manic tone, making her ears buzz.

"Although I don't know who you are, I'm going to give it my all!" Judai smiled and activated the Duel Disk in his hand.

But when it actually came time to eat, they realized this food was meant for the newcomers, and one by one, they became dissatisfied.

At first, everyone had been somewhat dismissive of Otoha's special techniques, considering them to be mere cheap tricks. However, in the subsequent battles, Otoha displayed terrifying prowess in her tank.

Jiang Zijun didn't understand, but there was no time to ask. He grabbed his weapon and charged forward. The defensive battle ended in victory by midnight, though their side had suffered some casualties.

Although Manya was licentious and lecherous, he was ruthless and decisive in his actions, and certainly not a simple-minded man. If that were not the case, how could he have stood out among so many candidates for the tribal leadership?

After long-term planning by Shi Jian, these forces had long since become his loyal followers. It could be said that the military seal was nothing more than a piece of scrap metal to the troops under his command. However, he did not yet know the true extent of Shi Zun's strength, so he kept accumulating power, waiting for the right moment to strike with devastating force.

"These things can't do anything to me!" Looking at the dozens of zombies closing in on him, Ji Mo said confidently. He pointed to a path with only a few zombies and said, "Leave from here, leave the rest to me!"

"They even called the dorm supervisor, telling him to bring the script over today." Qian Shiyi's tone was a bit bitter. The entire dorm had seen the energy Chen Nan had poured into that script over the last half-month. But no one had ever thought his script could actually be sold.

After watching the other party leave in despondency, she hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath when another young, handsome man approached her.

Most of them had heard about her being punished with standing, and many men were fussing over her, comforting her and promising to get revenge on her behalf.

When she said she wouldn't go to work, she didn't go. Gu Meng really stayed home and did not go to the company. When she received the call from "The Mediterranean" (her boss), Gu Meng still wouldn't budge.

During the day, she practiced the Nourishing Yuan Technique, and at night, she used her spiritual body to study knowledge within the Samsara Academy. When she was tired of studying, she would use the permissions of the scholar panel to modify a "sandbox" and simulate exercises with like-minded "classmates" in the academy, never stopping for a moment.