Volume One, Chapter 159: Running into My Best Friend

"It’s great to be a college student," Li Xiu said with a hint of envy. "Even the city inspectors show them respect."

"If I could get into college, I’d be able to keep my stall here forever."

Su Ningxia curled her lips. "Next time they see you, they’ll just lock you up again. Illegal operations are a no-go; it’s a serious matter."

Before the eyes of ten thousand soldiers, Yin Mo held his sword and forced Jian Quan out of his shadowy corner. When he appeared, the Barbarian King was so startled he let out a loud shriek.

Xiao Kuang’s words made Yun Moyu nervous. She thought to herself, "You haven’t even put up photos of your parents, so how am I supposed to answer?" The truth was that the place felt heavy and lacked any sense of home; at best, it was a five-star prison. If she said that, he would surely explode, so she had no choice but to lie.

The three immensely powerful dragon pythons displayed terrifying strength, with wind, fire, and lightning elements that were truly chilling.

At this moment, Cang Tian seemed to recall something. He looked at Long Teng with an expression of hesitation, as if there was something he wanted to say but couldn't quite bring himself to voice.

If Nalan Wushuang had confronted her directly, she would have been stumped, but Nalan Yizhi simply looked at her with a smirk and said, "Don't hold it in until you burst," which nearly brought her to tears.

"In this realm, among everyone I’ve met, this old man’s cultivation is easily in the top five," Liu Yi frowned. Aside from the Fire God and a few rare existences like Jiang Wucun, this lecherous Taoist was the greatest master Liu Yi had encountered here.

"Oh, screw it!" Xiao Kuang was completely exasperated. Yun Moyu ran down, laughing, took off her shoes, rolled up her pants and sleeves, and waded into the river to catch fish. Perhaps she was having too much fun, as she foolishly waved at the person standing on the arched bridge.

At that moment, every move the phoenix made behind him was projected into Long Teng’s mind with perfect clarity, almost as if it were playing back in slow motion within his soul.

However, the young man leading them was exceptionally formidable. With a killing sword in hand, he faced Niu Li’s twin axes and never once lost the upper hand. After more than three hundred exchanges, Niu Li found himself being subtly suppressed. He was shocked, realizing he had finally met his match.

Ah Fei had arrived, but following closely behind him were several masters, including Tian Qi, Gongsun Moyun, Master Tiedi, and Master Xinmei, with dozens of other skilled martial artists in their wake.

Calls to dispatch agents for undercover reconnaissance or to launch a direct raid and arrest were frequent, both from the police and the URA Association, yet both sides struggled with how to put such plans into practice.

Though the situation was tough, it hadn't reached a point of no return, which meant there was still room to try.

She had originally thought that by using the charm arts she’d learned from the Red Fox, she could deceive the Green Wolf and find a chance to escape with Bai Fangfang.

If the money had been earned by him through his own hard work, Qi Huaiyun wouldn't have the heart to spend a cent of it.

To be able to complete and perfect it over the course of a thousand years—that, in itself, is quite remarkable.

Moreover, there was no "language" between them capable of translating such complex meanings.

This sight made Jushiro Ukitake’s already pale face turn even ghastlier. He hurried forward to restrain Shunsui Kyoraku, speaking up.

As the "Triple Crown Shooter" and a key striker for the "Blue Dynasty," Morata’s performance on the Champions League stage was extraordinary.

He—or rather, the Eye of Truth—greatly enjoyed defending against super-talented strikers who relied on such simple shifts in their center of gravity.

He did not run, but with every blink of an eye, the shadow of his black robe would flicker rapidly from one end of the street to the other.

Seeing that the situation was beyond saving, Ron had no choice but to go with the flow—though you should probably ignore his grief-stricken expression and the glistening tears at the corners of his eyes.