Volume One, Chapter 37: What Are You Looking at Me For?

"Master Fang, I think we should just let it go."
"After all, this isn't my territory."
"Imperial Sky Appraisal has quite a significant influence in the Great Xia; it wouldn't be wise to stir up trouble here."
Zheng Shaojie offered a sheepish smile, rejecting Fang Shuo's proposal.
"Coward."
Seeing this, Fang Shuo gave a disdainful smirk.
Zheng Shaojie’s mouth twitched, and he awkwardly rubbed his nose.
"Coward."
The repeated word rang in his ears once more.
Zheng Shaojie felt displeased. This was uncalled for; mocking him once was enough, but twice?
Even if they were the high-level experts invited by his grandfather, they couldn't just be this arrogant, could they?
Did they really think he had no temper?
But when Zheng Shaojie turned his head, he saw a face that disgusted him...
The flower looked like a lotus, yet it had far more petals than a lotus, each one as thin as a cicada's wing, breathtakingly beautiful.
It was only then that they noticed the large sphere of light on the Tree of Life. Just moments ago, Lu Tianyu had been struck by lightning, and the glare had completely obscured it.
"Susu, don't worry, you will surely become an excellent Red Line Immortal. Have you managed to escape Tushan yet?" Lu Tianyu asked.

Lu Jiao felt something was amiss. She glanced at Lu Yufeng, wondering how they had offended Old Man Li.
Because the other races were still on their way, the best time to begin the final decisive battle would be when all races capable of fighting had assembled.
Lu Hanchuan’s eyes slowly narrowed. Besides his few trusted aides, only the Xia family, Qian Yang, and the people on Yu Zikong’s side knew about Luo Wan’s kidnapping.
The Wu family’s two daughters-in-law, Chen and Lu, watched as their mother-in-law tucked away the hundred taels of silver without batting an eye. They couldn't help but grumble inwardly that even though their mother-in-law claimed to have turned over a new leaf, she still kept all the money for herself.
After all, Tet is a god, however weak he may currently be. He still maintains the dignity of a god; surely he wouldn't spend every day watching Riku, even following him to sleep, eat, and bathe.
But there was no helping it; the man’s seniority was set in stone. Even Uncle Long would have to respectfully address him as "Senior Brother" if they were to sing together.
"He was like that back then; he had to get whatever he wanted." She wasn't overly worried, though she did want to know who her savior was.
Having said that, Sha Tudi ruthlessly hung up the phone. Wu Jun stood there blankly, holding the phone, motionless for a very long time.
Wu Jun hadn't slept this soundly in ages. After Lin Yan left for work, she slept straight until ten o'clock, only waking when she heard Tongtong’s giggling calls at the door.
However, just at that moment, while he was staring fixedly at Luo Tian’s Eye of Law with malicious intent, a giant palm descended upon him. From an unknown distance across the void, it snatched Chen Tianxiu away directly.
"No one has come to my place for thousands of years. Today, your arrival truly excites us." The Nine-Tailed Fox’s soul-stirring eyes remained locked on Wei Long.
In reality, the only reason he knew the Linglan language was that he had once had a mission that required speaking it fluently.
Even if he knew, he could only stand on the sidelines and watch silently, having neither the reason nor the status to help her.
Mu Chiyao didn't expect an answer. He waved his hand, and Chen Hang scurried away as if granted amnesty.
Perhaps some careless citizens wouldn't read contracts carefully before signing them, but the root cause of all this should be the credibility of the Ye Group.
For the Emperor and Empress to attend a banquet at a minister's residence simultaneously was unprecedented. In over ten years of his reign, this was the first time Emperor Jinghe had personally visited a minister’s home; it was the highest honor for a subject.

Besides, it wasn't as if he were a new student anymore; most of his classmates knew he was a boy, alright?
Dongfang Yunyang judged that the enemy ninja force that had just attacked the Xiao Brigade must be the main core of the enemy's forces. Now that these enemy ninjas were fleeing in disarray, it was the perfect opportunity to crush them. If they could defeat the enemy's main core, there would be a great chance to successfully resolve the crisis on Changkong Island.
"I hate... I hate so much..." An elderly voice drifted out, seemingly refusing to give up any opportunity. A bitter wind raged as it blew toward the Alchemist.
One had to remember that this trip to the Northwest was a pilgrimage; he had come to beg for mercy from the greatest boss of the Celestial Empire.
"It's only New Year's Day, but it's already quite cold. No rush to order food; is there any tea?" Lin Chu had spent a long time in the North, and his Beijing accent remained very thick.
It was a decent piece of heavy metal rock music. Although the lyrics weren't particularly rhyming, the unique Hong Kong-style Mandarin in which Lin Tong sang them gave it a distinct flavor.
He didn't look like someone who played favorites, so how did he raise a son to be like this, eventually leading to the ruin of his family?
Ji Meina didn't care anymore and continued to eat. Just like that, bite after bite, they finished the beef skewers, appearing very intimate.
Escorted by over a hundred personal guards and elite cavalry, Jia Cong’s carriage stopped in front of the main entrance of a two-courtyard civilian house.
"Very good. Then Wang Shao, you... you sit next to Ji Meina," Duanmu Rouqing said, pointing to the empty seat beside her.
Dudu and Dongdong roared at it as well. No one knew what they were saying, but they knew they were likely communicating.
Plop, plop—tears dripped onto Yun Xiao’s neck, as if landing on her very heart. She forced her eyes open.
Hahahaha! The man opened his mouth, laughing wildly in silence, yet the expression on his face was as sorrowful as if he were weeping.
For over a day, Gangla’s body hadn't recovered well. Because her front leg had been injured during long periods of running, she couldn't move it at all. For more than a day, Lin Ling had been staying with her. She didn't know if her methods were effective, but at least now, Lin Ling could pet Gangla and hold her for a while.