Volume 1, Chapter 30: Zhang Yu'er or Lin Ling'er?

This time, she did not take a carriage, nor did she bring any attendants. She was alone, walking right beside Li Chen’s left side, her bright, large eyes flickering as she stared at him incessantly.

"Is there something else, Young Lady?" Li Chen asked, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze as he led the carriage forward.

"Young Master, what should I call you?" Zhang Yu’er looked at Li Chen, her suspicions growing deeper. Intuition told her that this man was undoubtedly the one who had saved her. Yet, why would he refuse to admit it?

"Strangers meeting by chance, no names to be exchanged." Li Chen replied indifferently, offering a direct refusal.

Zhang Yu’er was not discouraged and continued to follow the carriage. "Where is Young Master heading?"

"Strangers meeting by chance, no..."

As he uttered these words, Long Chuan gritted his teeth. His glaring eyes looked as if they wanted to pierce a hole through the person in front of him.

Yue Lingxiang’s pupils narrowed, and a terrifying aura emanated from her entire body. However, before she could make a move, Qi Haoxuan had already snatched up an object nearby and hurled it at Dongfang Xue, the immense power behind the strike sending her flying straight out of Weilan Garden.

On the fifth floor, Ning Yi was even more tempted. There were insights and manuscripts from renowned masters and super-powerful figures from across the continent, all of great significance, but Ning Yi managed to restrain himself.

Simple and direct, Ma Sanzhi threw a punch forward. At this moment, his Dragon King Secret Technique emitted a golden, icy light, making him as formidable as a tiger with wings. His power was immense; who could stand against him?

Although the restaurant intended to help him, he learned from Sophie that the establishment seemed to be facing a calamity, though he did not know what kind.

With a coordinated offensive, Ning Yi cajoled, "Hehe, Yu’er, what I said is absolutely true. Tell me, can those so-called top courtesans in the pleasure districts ever compare to my Yu’er? They are nothing but common, vulgar flowers; they aren't even fit to carry my Yu’er’s shoes!"

Everyone present understood the importance of Hao Shiming. No one scorned his actions; the high-level superpowered individuals in front of him stood guard, protecting his safety.

The crowd was shocked, staring blankly at the scene. This young man was actually a Marshal; it was terrifying.

"Therefore, to save my own life, I had no choice but to kill Xu Haocang. To protect myself, I retaliated. What crime have I committed? If there is any guilt, everyone here is guilty!" Xiao Chen stepped forward and shouted.

He might encounter something unusual on the road, and it was possible he had forgotten about his business, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

Seeing what had just happened, Chi Zhongtian wondered to himself that if he hadn’t managed to get out in time, he would likely have been blown to ashes.

This steward was the son of Yuan Fu and had followed Yuan Shao for many years. When Yuan Fu went to the city to deliver the message, and news of Yuan Wei’s death arrived, Yuan Fu committed suicide by poison the very next day. Because of this, Yuan Shao held Yuan Fu’s son in high regard.

Yamaguchi Lingqi personally brewed a cup of strong tea for Leng Binghan. She knew that Leng Binghan disliked coffee and soft drinks, preferring tea. She kept his tastes in mind at all times, hoping to brew him a cup of rich, fragrant tea every day.

The Yiqu Gan clan, located in the present-day Anding area, was once extremely prosperous. The Bai clan of Mei County had produced an extraordinary figure—the butcher Bai Qi. The Wang clan of Pinyang Dongxiang were descendants of the Qin general Wang Jian.

After healing his burns and casting a protective magic spell on himself, he felt no chill despite having no clothes on, thanks to the magic.

Liu Bei, a veteran of many battlefields, was no ordinary man. Seeing Cai Mao’s men attempting to draw their bows, he turned his horse around without a word and galloped away.

Hearing what Qiu Chan had to say, Chi Zhongtian first sent her to rest, then pondered for a moment before mounting his horse and heading to the post house.

Dong Yuan’s face was flushed, and she gritted her teeth, kicking and stomping on Dong Fu. Knowing he was in the wrong, Dong Fu begged for mercy repeatedly, not daring to fight back.

Beneath his scarlet eyes, a wave of malevolence surged from within Lei Yan’s body. The bloody scent, akin to that of a wild beast, instantly enveloped the white-robed elder.

Originally, Luo Bei would have had to abandon South Heaven Gate to join forces with the Shushan and other sects to fight against the people of the Tianlan Void, hoping to see if they could reclaim the gate.

Fang Liming’s face reddened. She understood what Fang Junping meant. She wanted to step forward and beat Fang Junping, but with He Yue standing nearby, she refrained from acting out of concern for the image she held in He Yue’s eyes.

Ye Yanqing’s words shocked not only the disciples of the Liusha Sect and the Tianxu Sect but also those of the Purple Sword Sect.

However, Yan Chiyang was already insane. His body still harbored the shredding power of the wind. How could he possibly let off Xiao Jiuyou?

The name Liu An had made up was casual, so naturally, he didn't remember it clearly. Hearing someone calling out, he didn't realize it was meant for him. After the person called a few times and saw Liu An didn't respond, they began to scheme, looking at Liu An’s retreating back with a cold sneer.

Things went very smoothly. After more than a hundred thousand years, the Saint Elder and the Evil Soul had regained their physical bodies, and their cultivation had reached a new level, stepping into the peak of the Half-Step Monarch realm.

Chen Junxiang had thought of countless possibilities and countless ways to explain it, but he had never expected what Chen Junyi was about to say.

Suddenly! A thunderous explosion erupted in the sky! A burst of rainbow light and rolling shockwaves threatened to shatter the heavens and earth.

"Sister Hongluan, with so many capable people and strange strangers here, who should we look for?" Liu An asked, feeling a headache as he looked at the crowded Artist Alley.

Wang Hu was also dead. They couldn't even find his body, and no one knew for sure how he had died. In any case, he was dead.