Chapter 39

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She was trying to recapture a feeling from the past, whereas Han Ximing ate with far more natural ease. He did not eat quickly, yet he never appeared to be wolfing down his food.

After finishing the pulse check, Imperial Physician Wang examined He Gu’s arms and legs before finally unwrapping the gauze on his head. A wound over a palm’s length long lay across the back of his scalp like a hideous centipede, causing both Cao Huachun and the physician to gasp in horror.

The assembly was held in the auditorium. Wen Daidai had never seen such a massive building in her life, nor had she imagined that thousands of people could be crammed into a single room.

Taking advantage of the moment his anger had been doused, I immediately grabbed him, shouldered the eighteen-lute instrument, leaped out from the surrounding crowd, and fled into the nearby mountain forest.

When Wen Li woke up, she saw Quanzhen sitting in the living room with an expression that suggested she owed her two million dollars. Wen Li couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of that comparison.

The hundreds-of-meters-high waves, frozen in place, suddenly shattered due to the vibrations rippling through the air, transforming into a brief but thunderous hailstorm.

Chana was a perceptive soul. Sensing that Ophelia’s mood was not quite right, he took the teacup from her and then held her free hand, asking after her.

Although the Gu family feared nothing, public opinion was a formidable force. If Ye Jianlin were to find a reporter and spread rumors, the reputation of both their son and the Da Feng company would be ruined.

However, the cost of repair was comparable to the original value of the items, so Zhao Chen did not intend to fix them. He decided to wait until he had collected enough such weapon fragments to turn waste into treasure by using them for crafting.

Upon hearing his words, Su Yutong’s clear eyes lit up instantly. She nodded with a smile, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat the braised pork belly Mu Yichen had given her.

If they were to encounter an existence even more powerful than Ye Tian in the future, would they face death calmly or choose betrayal under the threat of extinction? If they chose betrayal, that was not the outcome she wanted to see. That was why Lan Xi spoke as she did—to test what their decision would be.

"We submit." The Xuanming Elders turned pale upon hearing this, yet they did not hesitate. Nodding sharply with a glint of ruthlessness in their eyes, they manifested a black aura in their hands and hacked down viciously onto their own left arms.

Long Yan knew better than anyone how many people were shocked by her status as a fiancée. She also knew that the person most stunned by this matter was none other than her "fiancé," Feng Chi himself.

In Wuyi Lane, the courtyard of the nobility where no commoner ever trod, who had ever seen such rude, shabbily dressed plebeians?

"Xin’er, there’s nothing going on this afternoon. How about we go and take a look at the campus?" Ye Tian suggested to Zheng Shixin.

Having lost a third of his malevolent aura, Captain Kimura’s strength and speed had immediately declined. His blade speed, in particular, was a third slower than in his peak state. With his strength severely compromised, Xiao Tao could easily dodge his attacks.

In the lamplight, her submissive face could not hide the anticipation and lingering passion in her eyes.

Wang Bo looked at He Qingfan with confusion. Although he didn’t understand what He Qingfan had recalled, he was certain it must be something of great significance; otherwise, why would he look so pained?

Cen Qiuli never spoke a word about taking her back to the Cen or Xue family. Ren Jingshu wanted to say that she regretted her actions and shouldn't have left the Cen family in a fit of pique, but the words would not come out. Didn't the silver notes Cen Qiuli gave her speak volumes of her intentions?

Perhaps it was a habit of being in the spotlight, or perhaps Jiang Chengce was influenced by the intense military atmosphere, but he walked straight toward the target practice area.

Yet, what she held in her hand was a real pear blossom. The texture could not possibly be crafted by human hands. It was autumn now—how could such a beautiful flower be blooming?

"Emma already discussed this topic with us earlier. We agree that the environment here is excellent, and the training grounds are truly impressive. So, we have decided to move here," Britney said with a smile.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, leaving a touch of moisture on Xia Haitong’s shoulders. As Ye Xueying watched her, she felt a complex, indescribable emotion in her heart.

"Very well, I shall listen to the Imperial Noble Consort..." Despite her words, the Empress Dowager Yi'an sighed as she thought of her enemy still living freely within the palace, and then she rose to leave.

The owner of that gaze, however, turned away: What was the use of saying she believed now? If she had truly believed, she would have done so without hesitation while the outcome was still uncertain.

When Wei Shaotian was carried out, Guo Lin longed to summon the Golden Shuttle and finish him with the Wrath of Heaven. But in the end, he restrained himself. Guo Lin had made a decision: he would defeat Wei Shaotian head-on to let the latter realize what a foolish and mistaken thing it was to treat him as prey.

Ling Yu nodded and whispered to Jin Ling’er, "Do not follow me when I make my escape." Jin Ling’er was stunned for a moment before she immediately understood his meaning. She slowly retreated toward the doorway, watching everything from afar.

The dignified Asura of the God-Demon Heaven, the commander of ten thousand demons, was actually begging a human to refine him into a puppet. But it was better than being refined out of existence. As a puppet, at least he would survive in another form, but if he were refined by Guo Lin as mere energy, his soul would surely be scattered to the winds.

Was he intentionally using this method to suppress the people, only to hand it over to himself after pacifying the Feng Kingdom...?

She saw Wei Zhongxian glance sideways at the Emperor, seemingly probing his intentions. In his eyes, she seemed to glimpse the glint of calculation.

That day, after Antonio and the others parted ways with Shi Xiaofeng in Manaus, they immediately escorted the forty-four drug traffickers to the local police station. To their surprise, there was a mole for Zhuo Ke in the station. With the mole’s assistance, the traffickers escaped that very night and followed Antonio’s fleet all the way back to Rio de Janeiro.