Chapter 21

"Teacher Yang, this is the new transfer student. Please see to the arrangements." With that, the person turned and left.

They found it truly miraculous that these paintings could move and even speak. When Kongming had previously seen the map of Xichuan copied from this source, he had already found it hard to believe; that this magical artifact possessed such functions was simply mind-boggling.

Hong Bin was the person in charge of Tianxia Villa and a key figure in the Heavenly Net. He was a man of loyalty and righteousness who treated his subordinates well, earning him the deep respect of his brothers in the organization.

"Hello? What are your orders, young master?" As soon as the call connected, Ou Yun’s voice came through.

Huang Qin smiled, not taking Zhou Mi’s words seriously. She felt the girl was just joking. Murder? Did she think she was forming an assassin organization?

To the Subterranean race, the Wolf tribe, and indeed the entire Orc collective, these ores were of little value. However, if they could be transported to the human world, their worth would increase hundreds or thousands of times over.

"Sister Huowu, my pet is also of the Ghost grade, but it seems to be quite a bit inferior to yours!" As she spoke, Xin'er shared the attributes of her Fire Wolf King into the team chat.

Xia Mingzhu picked up a document and handed it directly to Jiang Xueyan. Jiang Xueyan glanced at it; it was a procurement list for rain gear, signed by Zhou Ziyan. It was indeed his handiwork.

She said this without Xiao Han hearing, or else the fate between her family and Xiao Han would have ended right there. Furthermore, Lin Yuxin’s biased perception of Xiao Han caused a massive rift in the relationship between Ren Fengyao and Xiao Han, and nearly led to the tragic ends of Leng Yan, Chang Wei, and others.

His technique was quite exquisite. By shifting his footwork, the long staff struck from unpredictable angles, blurring the line between feint and reality.

"I couldn't find a more suitable gift. You have worked so diligently for the Xingling Group for such a long time; as the chairman, I feel I have been negligent, and I have truly taken too little care of you," Wen Qianyi explained airily.

Aunt Qiuwen coughed twice, paused for a moment, and pondered for a long time before speaking: "What the Master has done is, well... novel and unique; it could even be called one of a kind."

The prairie in the dead of night was incredibly quiet, with silence reigning everywhere, save for the occasional lonely howl of a wolf drifting from afar.

Compared to this, appointing Zhang Liao as the Administrator of Hedong was nothing. After all, Zhang Liao had merit and had once saved Dong Zhuo; to Dong Zhuo, this was what mattered most.

Leng Jia said helplessly: "The domestic media is covering it everywhere. Unless I close my eyes and plug my ears, it’s impossible not to know that three new world record holders have appeared in the country. And this matter is inextricably linked to the Xingling Group—what exactly is going on?" She could not resist her curiosity.

One must ask: when emotions fluctuate daily and one’s energy is spent on meaningless strife, where is the vitality left to do real work? How could life possibly get any better?

Possessing the intelligence of a sentient race, Yang Guang no longer passively comprehended talents as before. Instead, he could actively choose the talents he wished to master within a certain range, much like how he chose his magical pets based on his needs during the "Summon Familiar" ritual. This time, Yang Guang chose to master "Silent Casting."

The three of them walked, their shadows stretched by the streetlights. With a cool breeze brushing their faces, they walked home with light steps.

But in the second half of the night, with the arrival of the Woma followers from the Woma Forest, the entire Bichi City faced an unprecedented challenge.

Although Lin Su was unwilling to believe that Gan Yi and Wang Zizai were connected, all signs indicated that it was impossible for the two to have no association.

Li’s parents understood it mostly as Li Wei potentially buying a villa by the Dongju Lake, which would be much cheaper, with unit prices ranging from tens of millions to one hundred million.

Ye Lan looked at Li Wei with a similarly mournful expression, yet she understood that Li Wei was intentionally keeping a low profile to deal with Hong Yue in this manner.

Originally, they had hoped to capture them alive, but now that the other party had suddenly brandished a handgun, catching them had become much more difficult.

Before Liu Qing could finish his sentence, Lin Hongyan suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. The blow was heavy; I noticed Liu Qing covering his left cheek, wiping away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. Lin Hongyan was stunned, seemingly unable to bring herself to strike a second time.

"Some think it is a reward from the God of Nature, while others believe it is a legacy from the ancient gods. But ultimately, no one truly knows why this happened to us," she said.

Wu Sihui was indeed being cornered by Zhou Genyou. He had to make a decision immediately. If he were to shout at Zhou Genyou to get out, Wu Sihui certainly had the ability to do so, but that was not his way of handling things.

Upon hearing this, Huzi felt relieved. He had truly been afraid that Li An would be unable to handle Wu Cangkong, which would have left him with no way to resolve the situation.

"I heard you. Yang Lan, I love you, too! I love you until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble!" With tears in his eyes, Liu Qing cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted toward the blue sky, the white clouds, and the perilous peaks opposite him.

He was also a martial artist. Clearly, he had not sensed any aura from Lin Xi just a moment ago; why did Lin Xi suddenly become so powerful? Even if Lin Xi had hidden his internal strength, he should have been able to sense it. Why was it not working in Lin Xi’s case this time?

The pot-bellied man let out a miserable shriek, grabbing Erbao’s thin, skeletal arm with his greasy hand and twisting it. Erbao had not eaten his fill for days and was wearing very little; his body was stiff from the cold, and he had no strength left. With a slight exertion from the pot-bellied man, Erbao’s arm was dislocated.

Ye Lan'er had no choice but to look back at Murong Ke with a mournful face, trying to appear as pitiful as possible, hoping to stir the sympathy that had long since lain dormant in him.

It must have been someone at the Chengming Palace who caught the scent on Jin Yun'er and took the opportunity to keep her in the palace.

However, the energy within the mage had not ceased; it continued to surge through his body relentlessly.

"If you're looking for trouble, I’ll take on as many as come. Growing up, the thing I’ve enjoyed most is people looking for trouble with me," Lin Xi said, half-joking and half-serious.

Compared to some at the Martial Warrior level, he was not much different from having no martial power at all. In that sense, he could defeat his opponent.

Looking at this massive creature, Ye Qiu felt a wave of lingering fear. If he had awakened it in that cave earlier, he would likely be in its belly by now.

She paced back and forth in the courtyard, finding that only by constantly moving and thinking could she alleviate her extreme anxiety. There seemed to be some commotion in the front courtyard, and Ye Lan'er saw the servants of the estate rushing about in a hurry.