Volume 1, Chapter 22: Huang Yao Could Not Tolerate Such Slander!

“I remember you! Even if you showed me nothing but your eyes, I would still recognize you, dearie! I kept the chickens you wanted last time. Take a look!”

The older woman brooked no refusal. She seized Shen Sisi and dragged her straight to the stall, her grip surprisingly strong.

“I’m sorry about last time. The city inspectors suddenly came around rounding people up, so I never got to do business with you. I’ll give you a better price today, all right?”

Last time, the human race had used the Heaven-and-Earth Shock tactic to catch the Ink Clan off guard, inflicting enormous losses upon them.

Yet Hainet, arrogant beyond measure, had never truly intended to flee. He ordered a temporary retreat of ten miles in order to take advantage of the long-range firepower of his enormous stone warship.

When the ancients coined the phrase “powerless to control one’s own fate,” they probably never imagined that someone in later generations would embody it so completely.

Mu Zhiting whimpered softly. Her pretty face grew ever more flushed, and with her crimson lips slightly parted, she offered herself to him without hesitation. No matter how deeply she had once despised Mu Tianyao, at that moment she willingly yielded herself to him.

Just then, the distant roar of a helicopter reached them. Everyone raised their heads toward the sky in unspoken accord.

The entertainers of Starry Sky Entertainment possessed a strong sense of belonging to their company. Whenever it was a company program, everyone took it seriously and gave it their all. What was more, they all loved the concept of this particular show. For women whose schedules were packed from dawn to dusk, returning to campus life after so long was a genuine pleasure.

These days, coming up with a name beginning with “Huaxia” or “Huaxia Nation” was as difficult as reaching the heavens. Yet choosing a name grander and more majestic than either of them was not difficult at all.

Liu Ruihua was momentarily stunned. So they were here for a matchmaking meeting? How awkward. Still, since she had already come, she decided to make the best of it. She glanced at the man opposite her and dropped unceremoniously into the seat beside Qiu Yunting. Liu Ruihua had no intention of relying on some man to get things done.

Earlier, when they had seen Yang Kai enveloped in Soul-Devouring Smoke, they had all assumed that victory was certain and that Yang Kai was doomed. Their minds had relaxed for an instant. Who could have guessed that this brief hesitation would leave the Poison Lady in enemy hands? At a moment like this, how could they dare delay?

Before his feet even touched the ground, Ten-Thousand-Mile Crimson Cloud was already laughing loudly. “Dai Futian, Ten-Thousand-Mile Crimson Cloud is late. I hope you won’t hold it against me!”

Having said this, he immediately began greeting the Purpleflame Immortal and the other sect leaders. Though he apologized with his lips, he clearly felt not the slightest remorse in his heart.

At that moment, Ling’s voice rang out. To Shui Moc he, it was music from heaven, and he was so delighted that he nearly jumped for joy.

Because he had not enjoyed himself to the fullest and had been unable to take his boss out to raise a little havoc in the streets, Chu Ziyou wore an unhappy expression when he left the Mu residence.

“Ah, there’s no need to trouble yourself with this, Master Qin. Leave it to me. It’ll probably take some time, so why don’t you go out for a stroll?”

Tang Qi spoke with helpless amusement.

In the past, all the resources had been provided by Gu Zhanxi. In addition, Frostmoon Abode contained all sorts of things left behind by its former owner. Even Shui Moche’s alchemy and artifact-forging techniques had been learned there. The manuals and scriptures within were beyond counting, as though they had been prepared especially for Shui Moche.

When everyone heard this, they hurried into action. Shui Moche watched as one person rose with the support of a weapon. Others could barely remain standing without leaning on one another, and some were even trying to crawl over. He was beset by an unbearable headache.

Then who had been the owner of that radiance they had seen at the time? It seemed to have been someone from beyond the realm. There were far more outsiders than he had imagined. Shui Moche pondered for a while but could find no clue. In any case, he had nearly recovered.

Seeing that Uncle Liao had finally stopped rushing off to settle accounts with Shui Moche, Yun Qi released his grip and let out a long breath.

He sighed, silently led his people to one side, and discreetly gave Scorpion a meaningful glance. He thought I had not noticed. He wanted Scorpion to teach me a harsh lesson, then step forward himself and make me incur a debt of gratitude to the Ye family.