Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Atmosphere Is Too Ambiguous

What should be done now?
Shen Sisi was at a loss, her mind a chaotic blur.
One thing was certain: she would never lower her head or seek favor from Yang Qiuxia and Zhang Xiuhong.
Yet, doing so would put Gu Chengfeng in an impossible position.
He was only twenty-five, a regimental commander at such a young age, with a future that knew no bounds.
If his career were to suffer because of her, she would never forgive herself for as long as she lived.

"That is enough about energy magic for now." As Kaya’s words settled, her attention returned to the surroundings, and Mary Sue was astonished to find that the world had been restored.

Suddenly, a layer of golden mist enveloped his body. His massive, five-hundred-meter frame soared into the air, rising toward the firmament, where he began to glide through the heavens.

The kidnapper felt a chill at his throat. There was hardly any pain, and before he could even process what had happened, he collapsed limply to the ground.

"Well? Are you going to talk or not?" After a pause, Zhou Longfei wore a look of utter indifference, staring straight at Wuchen before speaking in a flat tone.

"You... are the target..." The voice suddenly echoed in everyone’s minds. It was the telepathic communication linked to the collars. To Kaya’s slight surprise, it had even established a connection with the tracker.

He felt a sense of humiliation and sighed helplessly. What else could he do? In a situation like this, he could only hope the fellow would fail to breach the defenses below and eventually leave. The defensive strength below was formidable; if he could not break through, he would naturally have to depart.

"Of course, there is one more part to that saying: that one percent of talent is the most important of all," Kaya continued.

She crept along stealthily, intentionally pressing herself against the wall, making it difficult for those inside to notice her.

After his onslaught, the streams of water would carry traces of starlit elemental power, merging into the gushing spring and being carried up to the summit.

In the end, Akra bit the bullet and rented a luxury suite. It cost him two purple gold coins, a price that made his heart ache.

Zaichun looked up at the dozen imperial chefs nearby, who had been focused on their studies but now stood dumbfounded, staring at the Emperor and Empress, unsure of what to do.

It was the Lunar New Year mall refresh, featuring new items brought in by Han Rui. A bottle of sunscreen, a jar of skincare cream, and a few tubes of lipstick. Leaving the introduction to Hu Cheng was a way to let him show his capabilities.

By the next day, the international criminal organization had been completely wiped out, with the name "Black Soul" left behind on the wall.

After dinner, once he had coaxed the three children to sleep, Lin Dashan called everyone into Old Master Lin’s room to drop the bombshell he had been holding back for days.

Long Shaoyan had donned his court robes at the crack of dawn to attend the morning assembly. It was the first time in many years he had worn his official attire; the household servants had once thought these robes would never be used again.

He knew exactly how many soldiers had died. Across so many campaigns, the most conservative estimate was over three hundred thousand.

"What I don’t understand is this, Sister Yi: you are so outstanding, so beautiful, and your family background is so impressive. You have plenty of men to choose from, so why did you set your sights on him?" Lin Duo’er asked.

"Hahaha, greetings, Steward Fan!" Han Rui returned the salute with a chuckle. Internally, he marveled that one should never judge a book by its cover. This fellow’s name was truly something else! Fan Tong—a homophone for "rice bucket." What a name.

"I used to make some for the White Tiger occasionally," Long Shaoyan said as he stood up and sat down beside Helan Yao.

The rain had stopped, but the road in front of the house was soaked through, turning into a quagmire of mud that swallowed a foot whole with every step.