Volume 1, Chapter 70: Shy

After coming out of the imperial palace, Xiao Qingyu kept her head lowered the entire way, her footsteps heavy and dragging.

Inside the grand hall, Liu Yuan, Ling Hong, and other key government officials, along with the extraordinary young man Midnight, sat closely together in a circle. Everyone wore a solemn expression as they listened to Midnight's presentation.

The very instant Feng Xuan's voice fell, a terrifying surge of Yuan power erupted from within her body like an exploding volcano. With a grip of her delicate hand, an exquisitely ornate golden spear materialized in her palm. With a swift swish, the tip of the spear pointed directly toward the Midnight State.

"Mrs. Li, what is wrong with you?" Although Shu Leilei was the patient and felt somewhat displeased with Mrs. Li's sharp tongue when she came to visit, she still asked out of genuine concern.

Being a veteran who had led troops for many years, Fang Zhan understood all kinds of regulations and disciplines inside and out. With a single opening sentence, he completely suppressed Ouyang Yundu's imposing momentum.

Since this piece of equipment was a set of claw gauntlets, assassins could not wear them, nor could warriors equip them—to say nothing of healers and mages, who had no use for them whatsoever.

Hua Xin took out several jade talismans, though Yangzi and Junyao cared not what they actually were; as long as they came from Brother, that was all that mattered.

Wang Zijun's eyes were filled with endless, boundless hatred. He watched as his clansmen and closest kin were slaughtered, yet he was utterly powerless to do anything about it.

To ensure that the Seven Techniques and Three Styles could be passed down, the Dragon King had deliberately preserved blood samples containing the CHN virus, hoping that secrets would be uncovered in the future and that advanced science and technology could mitigate the virus's harm to human beings.

Midnight opened his eyes wide, gazing at the Old Man Under the Moon with a look of profound shock. Clearly, the Old Man Under the Moon was privy to ancient secrets utterly unknown to him.

In truth, later on, throughout the course of our relationship, my heart constantly wavered between good and evil, and I suffered greatly as well.

Nearly a hundred martial experts were assassinated in their sleep almost simultaneously. They had thought their disguises and hiding places were impeccably concealed, only to discover they had been targeted long ago.

Wu Yingxiong was astonished. His original intent had merely been a casual joke, yet he never expected Sun Yanling to take it seriously.

After finishing these words, Vice President Wei turned and left. Once he was gone, I returned to my desk, began organizing my belongings, and tried to slowly straighten out my chaotic thoughts.

She gave no answer, but Qin Luofan did not mind. Regardless of whether she consented or not, he intended to stay. In this world, who could possibly stop him?

Yet it was evident they had received a fine upbringing, as they still maintained their composure and remained entirely silent.

Back when he was with me, Xu Minghui rarely ever stepped foot in the kitchen. Therefore, I truly doubted how he intended to cook these groceries; could it be that Xia Yan was coming over to help him prepare them?

By this time, managers and waiters from the bar were already walking over, attempting to quell the dispute. After all, this was considered a high-end leisure establishment, and naturally, they did not want anyone causing a scene and ruining the moods of other patrons.

Qin Yizhen did not even have time to utter a word of protest before watching Murong Ke and Ye Lan'er gallop away in a cloud of dust, not even bothering to leave a parting glimpse behind.

The stone figures surged forward like a tidal wave toward the direction of the scorpion spirit. Weapons clashed amidst soaring killing intent, and their synchronized footsteps beat like muffled drums upon the heart. The very earth trembled with a thunderous roar.

She wondered if she should take some measures of her own, vowing by all means not to let this scoundrel take advantage of her again.

After walking for merely a few dozen meters and rounding a corner, a freezing deep pool suddenly opened up before their eyes. The pool was immense, appearing roughly the size of four or five football fields. Surrounded by crisscrossing cliff walls and shrouded in hazy mist, it exuded an indescribable, refreshing chill.