Volume One, Chapter 36: Song Jinhe Makes a Fool of Herself in Public

"Silence!" Professor Xu commanded.

"Professor Xu, if you are going to shield Lin Zhiwan like this and disregard our feelings, you might as well say it outright so that we can give up hope completely!"

In an instant, the celebratory birthday banquet turned into a crusade. Once these words were spoken, the venue fell into an immediate, heavy silence. Song Jinhe curled her lips, watching with cold eyes to see how Lin Zhiwan could possibly have the nerve to continue standing beside Professor Xu.

However, after my inquiry, Bai Yi showed no sign of answering. Her brows remained tightly furrowed, her eyes fixed intently on the golden wall of gemstones, seemingly lost in deep thought.

Yang Wang knew the weight of his responsibility. Baili Feng did not know that Li Qingling had entered the Heaven-Reaching Realm, and today was the perfect opportunity. If he missed today, who knew when Li Qingling would ever have another chance to kill Baili Feng.

Gan Zi swept his gaze across the room and shouted, "Guard the outside for me! If anyone dares to enter, chop them down immediately!" Gan Zi pulled a sharp blade from his waist and stabbed it into the painting. The large men blocked Miss Yue'er and drove her out of Building Nine.

"General Long, you have worked hard!" Yuan Shao laughed heartily, waving his hand as a servant brought over a tray filled with gold, silver, and jewelry. Long Fei did not refuse; under the watchful eyes of all, he accepted it all.

Lin Cheng looked at the situation, then at the knotted noodles on Liu Lin's chopsticks; his heart felt as knotted and tangled as the noodles themselves.

Lin Cheng's speed was several meters per second; he could even dodge bullets. Who could kick a soccer ball at the muzzle velocity of a bullet?

"It's nothing, it's been a long time. Heh, isn't Qianqian's child cute?" She adjusted her hair and asked me. I looked at her legs, and my heart felt as if it were being sliced by a knife. How could she call this "nothing"? How could this be nothing? Her leg was crippled—how could she say it was nothing?

As he spoke, a trace of resentment, unwillingness, and anticipation flickered across his face, completely dispelling Angus's suspicions.

After Wang Mang's defeat, the Imperial Jade Seal passed through many hands, eventually falling into the possession of Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu, and was passed down to the subsequent emperors of the Eastern Han Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Shao, the ten eunuchs revolted. When Liu Bian fled, he didn't have time to take the seal, and upon returning to the palace, he discovered it was missing. Unexpectedly, it had fallen into a dry well, where Sun Jian found it.

Just as I was feeling puzzled, several dull, metallic friction sounds echoed. I was startled and looked left and right, trying to locate the source of the noise.

"How is this possible?! You should have been severely injured when passing through the spatial tunnel! Even if you recovered, it should only be five or six percent at most!" Long Wuhui frowned and said.

"Since you two have come, why not stay? It would be nice to keep your dead companions company. To just leave like this, isn't that a bit disloyal?" Black light flashed, black mist surged, and a voice slowly drifted over.

In a Bentley sedan, Zheng Jinshan, a new nouveau riche in Shencheng, sat in the backseat, clutching a cigar like a typical upstart, his face etched with a look of distress.

Dream-MM panicked and cast a resurrection spell on me, bringing me back to life. I let out a sigh of relief. It seems a Priest is an essential healer when fighting a boss, as they can help you deal with unexpected developments.

He ordered Zhou Can to serve as the garrison commander of Xingyuan Prefecture, with all city gates and street security under his command and the Imperial Guard central army responsible for enforcement, assisted by Wang Jizhao. The rest of the battalions and regiments were to rest in their camps and were not permitted to leave without orders.

Qian Feng sent Xiao Yue not just for a change of scenery, but also for him to purchase necessary supplies, so he gave him plenty of Yuan Stones. In the cultivation world, Yuan Stones are the universal currency, much like silver in the mundane world.

"Boom!" Xiao Yue clashed with Dark One again. He punched through Dark One's chest, while Dark One shattered his right shoulder with a palm strike; it was truly brutal.

On the ramparts of Yongming City stood a large number of soldiers, all of whom possessed the cultivation level of Golden Immortals. At the main watchtower, there were more than a dozen powerhouses at the Supreme Immortal level stationed there.

Unsurprisingly, during this clan meeting, the radicals of the Uchiha clan once again raised their aggressive plans.

The Black Tortoise calmly closed its eyes. "Heaven Crumbles and Earth Splits!" The land, which had not yet healed, began to crack and split, slowly extending toward the Black Tortoise. The Spirit Snake panicked and immediately wrapped its body tightly around the Black Tortoise's shell, using the instinct of a python to try and crush its prey.

"School team! It should be easy for you. Hmm, come to think of it, if you could win the provincial championship, that would be pretty cool," said Li An'an.

Otherwise, given Zack Snyder's age and experience, if he were to form a new crew for him, he wouldn't be able to keep them in check. By then, let alone filming, it would be good if they didn't just walk off the job.

A moment later, having reached no conclusion, he followed the path at the foot of the mountain straight up, heading toward the direction of Spirit Coffin Village.

Although he didn't know what had happened, the terrifying black clouds could still be seen from here. Whatever the case, he was prepared to take his family and leave New York.

After arranging the World Cup affairs, John drove back to Purple Star Manor. Hollywood, like other cities, was congested as hell during rush hour. He could only wait patiently as he moved slowly with the traffic. What else could he do? This congestion problem wouldn't be solved even in twenty years; it might even get worse.

This Katarina was like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, unable to recognize kindness, constantly causing trouble and thinking she was truly a complete scoundrel.

I saw Mu Li turn around, hoist the bald man in black onto his back, pull the man's arms with force, and simultaneously bend over, swinging him with great strength; the bald man was sent flying through the air.

Those hit by this move, unless the poisoner themselves has the antidote, are beyond help. It is never passed on to others, but if the antidote is not taken within five seconds of being struck, the poison is incurable. Even a timely antidote might not necessarily save a life. Perhaps it just depends on the victim's fortune.

Ouyang Huangshang had indeed grasped the essence of Zeus's destitute and worldly-ignorant character, but he had underestimated his extraordinary analytical ability. After all, he was cloned from the cells of Zuo Zhenfeng, and although there were inevitably some flaws during the cloning, his "chuunibyou" traits—even more severe than Zuo Zhenfeng's own—were proof of this.

The effects of the drug had not yet completely worn off, and Tang Kexin's limbs were still soft. When she saw the sharp blade pressing in, she was unable to make any move to dodge.

Just now, Han Qiuxue had been lost in thought while looking at Zhang Hao, but she didn't expect Zhang Hao to turn back. Their eyes met, and when Han Qiuxue saw Zhang Hao's dark, deep pupils, she couldn't help but be drawn in, feeling her heart flutter. So, after Zhang Hao asked his question, Han Qiuxue naturally averted her gaze in a hurry.

Vivian had just wanted to lash out when a strange thought occurred to her: "What right do I have to control him? What does it matter to me who he likes? Even if someone were to control him, I imagine only Liya and Melofo would have the opportunity to do so!" Thinking of this, Vivian slowly let go of the anger in her heart.

As for an "accident"? Heh, screw "accident"! What kind of accident can accurately and perfectly destroy 143 joints in the human body plus the vocal cords, without causing the slightest bit of damage anywhere else?