Volume One, Chapter 52: May I Have a Kiss?

“You child, so it turns out you didn’t go to meet them simply because you were worried I wouldn’t allow it?” Du Wangshu chided gently.

“That’s not necessary, is it?” John hurriedly interjected, worried that if Luffy came over and ran into the Celestial Dragons, something unexpected might happen.

Chen Xing and the others had tried to take this guy down before. But Lone Wolf’s sneak attack only confirmed that the target was currently in an invincible state—he couldn’t be attacked.

Wesley took off his tactical gloves and touched the two bodies. They were cold; they’d been dead for some time already.

You may not know, and it doesn’t matter if you do or not, but I will always… Perhaps you dislike promises, but I’m willing to continue this, whether you want me to or not.

The man was afflicted with the same illness as his mother. When he learned his end was near, he chose deception to spare her the pain, to let her protect the legacy her mother had left. In the end, things went just as he wished.

Ming Yi and I crossed the school building to the sports field, joining Shuni and Zuo’er, all of us gazing in the same direction, waiting for Jin Yexuan to appear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xian didn’t wait for Luo Kai to respond; he turned and followed someone toward the guest room—he didn’t have the energy to deal with Luo’s endless questions.

Later, John discussed the details of the cooperation with Luo. In truth, saying John was to steal the heart was not quite accurate. Although John possessed the powers of the Invisibility Fruit and was handy at theft, what he was good at was stealing items kept in special places. Stealing something so intimately guarded by a strong opponent was far from easy.

Thunderous rumbling echoed across Nine Aperture Mountain as a dimly lit cave entrance silently appeared at the summit.

Zhai Yuqiang casually took a special, slender bolt from the finished products bin, placed it in the tensile testing machine, pressed the switch, and started the test.

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Su Mo’s eyes. He lunged forward, giving Ying Caihong no chance to fire a second shot, and with a single punch, sent him hurtling over the cliff.

Zhao’er glanced at his father, then at his son. Noticing his father’s face growing darker and that the candied hawthorn his son offered was slobbered on, he promptly bit into the clean end.

Knowing how hard he’d been working lately, she’d specially brought the biggest carriage from home today.

When Ye Jiarou called Ye Chu’s name during roll call, she glanced over at Ye Chu, her words and gaze full of accusation.

The dragon motif is widely known among Earth’s people to be the sole right of emperors; anyone else daring to use it would bring annihilation upon their entire clan. So this signet ring could only belong to the royal family.

The man in the blue robe looked unchanged, while the one in red, after years of political struggle and intrigue lurking beneath the surface, now bore an aged face and weary brows.

Father Lu obviously noticed the anxious, unsettled air emanating from across the table. Her hand trembled slightly as she gripped the menu, pale veins clearly visible beneath her fair skin.

Now, Lu Chen no longer needed to conceal his identity. He had enough power to protect himself; even against a fourth realm Dao Lord, his technique “Boundless Heaven and Earth” would suffice. Besides, he’d heard the master of Rooster Mountain was an old acquaintance of the Great Hao and had always been friendly to humankind, so there was no need for excessive caution.

It seemed unreliable to try to kill these people through some of the salt lake’s hazards. Since that was the case, only the most traditional methods remained.

“If I do this, even with every Federal soldier’s support, I’ll surely lose the people’s trust in a short time, and the government’s authority will be utterly destroyed,” President Barry said in a low voice.

At this moment, Xiao Weiyuan closed his eyes gently, silently thanking God and all the deities that ever existed on this planet for giving a worthless sinner like him the chance to reunite with his child.

Tens of thousands of key guild members had gathered in the hall. With remarkable tacit understanding, everyone fell silent, and the room became as quiet as an ancient tomb.

He unleashed his Tai Chi swordsmanship, slashing furiously at the Tang Clan members blocking his way. But for every one he killed, two more appeared; for every two, four more came. All he could do was focus on killing, for in such battles, even the slightest distraction meant certain death.

Madam Wu walked alone to an inconspicuous corner, closed her eyes, and quietly wept. She neither wanted nor wished for anyone to witness her grief, though everyone understood her predicament.

“But after we marry, I may have to return to my fief. Would you be willing?” he asked. Whether the emperor would allow him to reside in the capital remained to be seen. He found the fief more comfortable and safe than the capital, but she was different—born and raised in the city—would she adapt to such a sudden change of environment?

“According to my understanding, the militia led by Chen Ning has pacified the bandits in southwest Lu, earning the deep support of the locals, who call them their own sons. This is precisely the kind of force our revolution urgently needs. I believe we should do everything possible to win Chen Ning and his men to our cause,” Qiu Pizhen said.

Fei Liangyan couldn’t remember how he got home. He felt as if his soul had been hollowed out. When he returned, Sun Huixian and Fei Tianming were still waiting for him in the living room.

Qin Lu’s eyes lit up. Returning to the capital for the exams had always been her dream. But could that dream come true? She knew all too well that as long as her father’s name hadn’t been cleared, many things would remain out of reach.

As deputy county head, Zhao Zhengce’s official responsibility was agriculture, but in fact, the various county-level agencies in Xiheng were inextricably linked. It was precisely these complex relationships that gave him a constant headache.

“Take, for example, Medicine A. Their original Rehmannia Formula was already famous nationwide, and now they’ve developed a concentrated pill version. They’ve created a concept: the most authentic Rehmannia Formula comes only from Medicine A.”

At this point, Zhao Zhengce paused, noticing Li Xianghe’s disappointed expression, which amused him inwardly.

No one could argue with this point. If someone doesn’t like something, there’s nothing to be done; a twisted melon is never sweet. But Sister Xia’s attitude wasn’t one of aversion—more like she was hiding some unspeakable secret.