Words upon Release (A Humble Request for Monthly Votes)

Released on Labor Day! Although this isn’t the first time it’s been launched, each time I still feel a little excited at moments like this. Labor Day, the glory of labor, and the glory of updating (XD). I will continue to work hard as always, writing each book with care to repay everyone’s support. I hope you will continue to support me... Alright, now it’s time to ask for monthly votes. With the new book’s release and double votes at the beginning of the month, if you have any votes, don’t hesitate—throw them all my way!

As his subordinate was still in shock, suddenly a bloody hand emerged from behind him. It turned out Liu Changfeng had directly stabbed through his abdomen, piercing his body. The subordinate stared at Liu Changfeng with wide eyes, unable to believe what had happened. He simply could not understand why Liu Changfeng wanted to kill him.

Madam Wang paid no mind to the others, but at this moment she could not afford to lose her manners. So she sat back down, smiling and nodding politely.

“How dare you open your mouths to curse?” As Qiu Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly felt a foul stench crawling up from his mouth, causing him to gag violently.

Wei Lanying was stunned. She had never seen Xiao Yunfei lose his temper before. She admitted she had been somewhat unreasonable today, but it was out of concern for him. Wei Lanying also wanted to lash out, but when she caught Xiao Yunfei’s sharp, disdainful gaze, a wave of grievance swelled within her, and tears began to fall.

Such humiliation, such endurance—all for the hope that Old Madam Ye would show leniency toward Ye Luying.

“Young Madam, you—” Tong Shuang was taken aback. Although Cao Liangse usually seemed indifferent to trivial matters, she evidently knew everything.

But now, as Hong Han truly returned, the two clashed again. He felt uneasy and timid, so this battle held little suspense.

Gritting his teeth, he plunged a blade straight into Wu Zhaoguang’s back, who was still complaining as he walked ahead. With a wet sound, the sharp weapon pierced flesh. Wu Zhaoguang screamed in agony, unable to turn back, his eyes full of questions as he stared at Wu Zhaodong.

He could only smile bitterly. Exhausted, he lay on the cold floor, helplessly gazing up at the towering ceiling. From it hung countless stone pillars densely packed, resembling the fangs of a wild beast.

Qin Zhong opened his mouth wide, staring at the dozen gun barrels behind Chen Xiao on the wall, utterly speechless.

With a sigh, Chen Xiao turned and walked to Xia Miaoran and Ling Yin’s side. His fingers lightly tapped several acupuncture points in the air near them. Xia Miaoran’s entire body suddenly went limp against Chen Xiao.

Chen Rui had just received the meeting location from Han Zihe. So, as soon as he sent her the question, Han Zihe replied instantly.

For safety’s sake, Tang Jun and I walked in front, Gouzi and Sanpang followed behind, while Dai Chunhe and Guo Xiangrong stayed in the middle.

Durant, however, felt threatened by his playing time. He had been substituted off so early and had yet to return to the court. This rarely happened before. Missing a quarter or half a game was tolerable, but if it continued like this, what would he do?

“Fortunately, that thing doesn’t harm the hands. Even if it gets on your hands, it’s fine. I heard it was a failed experiment from a sudden whim of his, only capable of stimulating plant growth—and only with certain seeds that sprout easily!” Han Zihe explained the entire story in a few words.

Liu Fei spent an entire night mastering the first five moves of the sword technique, dedicating the whole night to comprehending the nine movements of the first form, making them flow seamlessly and gracefully.

Because he was facing the malicious takeover by the King, but at present the Ancient City Guild lacked a stronghold, the King could not declare war directly. Some allied factions under the King had yet to capture the Ancient City Guild, so the situation had temporarily reached a difficult stalemate.

“Mingyuan, Mingyuan, what’s wrong with you?” An Xiaoxi noticed Song Mingyuan’s unusual behavior immediately and called out to him.

Although she had only met Lin Qing once or twice, the information about Lin Qing was well known. The Dongxu Sect had been stationed there for centuries, so both sides were very familiar with each other.