Volume One, Chapter 118: She Wants It Too

Bo Xingzhou did not even look back. He merely tilted his head slightly, seemingly murmuring something to his assistant, his demeanor as relaxed as if he were not the one who had just recklessly thrown away five million.

The host on stage was seasoned; despite his surprise at the outrageous bid, he seized the opportunity immediately, his speech quickening:

"Six million! This gentleman bids six million! Are there any higher offers?"

These words he had just spoken were his true values, his genuine thoughts—a worldview formed over ten years of combat during the Eternal Night Era, one completely out of sync with this world.

Shouldn't Song Hexiu, like everyone else, have kicked them out the moment he saw his sister bringing home a freeloader to live off his charity?

Heh heh, tiger prawns are good for tonifying the kidneys and boosting virility, as well as promoting lactation and counteracting toxins; Song Hexiu and Sheng Shuwan could certainly stand to eat more of them.

She had just found an excuse to relocate the four seagulls and Chen Shuangshuang when she ran into Xiao Xuanli’s men.

Surviving the apocalypse by kneeling is exactly like how Cao Wan and Li Mengying once felt—that sacrificing their dignity was equivalent to staying alive.

The group circled the village once more, eventually selecting a ruin with a large footprint that had collapsed the most thoroughly.

The wind whistling through the cracks caused the candlelight to flicker, carving out the resolute contours of Leng Hanzifeng’s face even more sharply.

After Song Xiangqian left, Song Chuman sliced off some kelp and took out the spare ribs, preparing to cook.

Song Chuman breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and stood up, vacating her spot.

Dan Liancheng watched her with a darkened expression. For some reason, Yun Qixi felt that under the moonlight tonight, he possessed a sense of weariness and desolation he would never normally reveal.

Yue Ming looked toward the car window with a look of terror; a ghastly, long horse-like face appeared outside, grinning at him with a sinister air.

"There is some rather bad news. According to reports, these people are becoming increasingly rampant. Just two days ago, they shot down an aircraft—a helicopter from Country Z," the secret guard reported.

Qiao Hianye was clearly not as "careless" as she was; he summoned Shangguan Zhi to examine her again and prescribed medication for her to take.

It was then she realized that, in the end, she could never bring herself to be cruel to Lan Lichuan. She could not bring herself to bite him until he bled, as she had done to Leng Yifeng.

The No-Regrets Sword and the Long-Hate Saber! Renowned weapons on the weapon registry, things many martial artists sought with madness—to think they were all here with their Master! The two boys were thrilled, cupping their hands in unison to accept the task, then practicing even more diligently.

"Don't think this box of tea leaves can bribe me! Gu Dong, you’re certainly being obsequious—'Young Mistress,' are you?" Chi Shaohua gathered the shawl on her shoulders before turning to sit on the Italian leather sofa she had ordered.

Well, it was merely an instinctive defensive move by Li Mu, but it successfully allowed him to evade Sandy's surprise attack.

"Yu Kexin, were you raised on a diet of tiger gall?" Xin Zihan hoisted Yu Kexin directly onto his shoulder and carried her outside.

Yue Ming did not quite understand. The drawer was empty, yet Wei Renwu’s expression was as if he had discovered something of great importance inside.

A mile from the city gate lay the main approach; the road, nearly ten meters wide, was paved with stone slabs and lined with trees, making it remarkably tidy and pleasant.

The Katuz tribe possessed a vast number of high-tier combatants; if entities comparable to the peak of the Soul-Supreme Realm were appearing in just the second zone, what would the others be like? What was even more terrifying was that they were in the shadows while humanity remained in the light. If the Katuz were planning something, humanity would likely be caught off guard before they could even react.

There was another way to bypass the talent test: one only needed to defeat an outer disciple of the Liuyun Sect to earn a spot as an initiate.

Hydra let out a weak growl; it had exhausted all its strength, and the rest would depend on Ye Linghan’s own fate. Its massive body gradually vanished into the void.