Chapter 97: Who Kisses Best?

“Lin Ran, you have two girls who like you sleeping in your bed, yet you’re out here with me. Why not stay and keep an eye on them?”
“Don’t you like spending time with me?”
“I... I... don’t like it, hmph!”

Under the blazing afternoon sun, just outside the residential complex, beneath the wall by the roadside, Jiang Shuyao quickened her pace and strode ahead.
“Wait for me, I’ll go across the street to buy us some milk tea.”
Lin Ran crossed the road.
“Lin Ran, aren’t you afraid I—”

“Who hasn’t dreamed before? But compared to dreaming, I’d much rather spar with the old master.” Wang Bo pressed his palms together in a gesture of request.
The strange uncle grumbled as he copied and pasted, then explained his reasoning in detail to the Lucky Spin, worrying that this blockhead might not catch on otherwise.
Unlike before, Li Fangcheng didn’t accept interviews from the media. After briefly explaining the background and consequences of this game, he left the spotlight behind without a second thought.
“Ah! Tihua is a child who loves swords and spears, not one to sit quietly in the boudoir doing embroidery. But when it comes to family, character, and looks, Tihua cannot be faulted. Well, you decide for yourself,” said Princess Yuzhen.

The original protagonist enjoyed herself, stoked the fires of resentment, and then left without a care. Xuan Yi, however, walked the path of vengeance. It was clear that neither the archer nor the opportunist would escape unscathed.
After all, it was their first meeting as allies—it was best to state their identities and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
A trace of unease flickered through her heart. Panting, Jian He ran to catch up, only to discover the man’s naturally lowered hand holding a long flute.
The disciples of Misty Peak, whether praising or criticizing, managed to reinforce Yun Haocang’s words below, instantly reclaiming the advantage in public opinion.
It might sound clichéd, but apart from the Human Sovereign, Han Dong firmly believed that in all the starry skies, no being of the same realm could compare to him. He alone stood undefeated among his peers, regardless of their numbers, spanning the entire universe.
The Trials of Xumi were ever-changing; for instance, the Starlight-level assessments came in countless varieties, making it impossible to predict their content.
In an instant, the multicolored giant net blazed with light. Lister, feet planted on a spider totem, unleashed the power of fate with overwhelming force.
Many of the Giants of Light bore a strong resemblance to Dyna, especially in the forehead area, though their markings and armor were much rougher, and the aura they exuded was far from powerful.
A massive semicircular landmass floated several hundred meters above the lunar surface.
Peter turned to look behind him, only to realize that the No. 1 test subject—whom he’d tossed aside earlier—was now struggling to lift its head.
The haughty big cat bared its teeth in a low growl, yet did not resist Uchiha Deguang’s “affection.”

She was quite curious how she could call out her old name so naturally, even spewing insults without the slightest sense of incongruity.
As for why a larger force of ninja hadn’t been assembled, it was mainly because most of the Mist Hidden shinobi had already been hired by the United Company for overseas assignments and couldn’t return at the moment.
Moreover, with the eldest senior brother—who represented the honor of Mount Taizhang—still seated there, it all seemed like nothing more than younger disciples playing around.
At the moment the red-haired announcer declared the match begun, a violent gust swept the arena—Lakiru’s figure had already vanished.
“Kai, give it a rest! Can’t we continue tomorrow?” Kakashi was completely exasperated. Whether there was a reason or not, Kai would always rope him into another round of physical training—what a full life this was indeed.
Thinking of this, her guilt grew deeper. She glanced toward the other lounge, guessing that he must have gotten drunk and gone there to sleep it off.
“Pass the word—hold your positions! I won’t be fooled by Zhou Tian and that old codger.”