Chapter 32: You Truly Have No Heart

Wen Ling crushed her cigarette and chuckled softly. "What are you doing here?"

Seeing her completely unperturbed, Zhou Yinhe asked coldly, "What about you?"

He could not suppress the urge to interrogate her. Wen Ling had once said she disliked the smell of smoke; even after they broke up, he had only tried it during his most agonizing nights. Seeing her standing before him so openly now, Zhou Yinhe felt his rage beginning to boil.

"Oh, I was just hanging out at a lounge bar, and I just stepped out—"

"Everything is set, let’s go." Ruan Yaoyao glanced back, her gaze locking with Su Lei’s.

He did not care, however. Like his ranking, these were all empty titles. He would focus on his cultivation, and one day, he would shock everyone, forcing those who looked down on him now to view him with newfound respect.

One moment the broadcast announced the rupture between the two families, and the next, it declared that the "wedding of the century" between Lu Xingchuan and Lin Weiwei was already in preparation, expected to take place in a month.

They had assumed that by occupying the Golden Triangle, they had become the local overlords, never expecting that the contracts they took on were actually assignments from above.

"Auntie, are you perhaps the editor-in-chief of the Yunzhou First Financial News?" Xia Li’s mouth hung open in astonishment.

After Wu Feng finished speaking, everyone present—including Dongdong’s coaching staff, Zhuang Weiliang, and Dongdong himself—nodded in agreement.

"Principal Guo, student Xia Jinkui has excellent grades; you can give her the invitation to the sharing session now," Jiang Tianxiao pleaded on her behalf.

"When I came back to the dormitory after school, I naturally entered through the main gate." Xia Jinkui sat by the edge of Sui Xueqing’s bed with her arms crossed, watching her without blinking.

"If you have any objections, you can state them directly." Wang Jia-jia deliberately lowered her voice, her eyes scanning the room like a machine gun, leaving no stone unturned in their wake.

"Dean Gao, haven't you heard what happened in our college? It is simply a disgrace to the School of Foreign Languages; we have lost all face this time." Xia Li sat down urgently, her brows tightly furrowed, her eyes betraying a hint of anger and dissatisfaction.

This was the first rain since the beginning of summer. It should have been pleasant, but because of this date with Cao Cao, it was shrouded in the shadow of a breakup, leaving me with a faint sense of unease.

The army of the Lingtian Ancient Dynasty would suffer massive casualties, likely resulting in a mutually destructive outcome. This was something Long Tianqi did not want to see. The safest approach was to stall—to drag things out until he could refine a million sacred-grade pills.

"None of you shall escape." At that moment, a majestic voice echoed through the room, followed by the entrance of a middle-aged man. Behind him trailed a squad of imperial guards, revealing that he was none other than Pan Yue, the Lord of Auf City.

In the real world, as long as no accidents occur and one avoids gambling, drugs, or illicit affairs, most people can live out their natural lifespans.

As the four skeletal beasts roared in unison, everyone standing outside the triangular boulder was struck by a terrifying sonic attack; some practitioners at the God King realm were instantly shaken to death.

"That beast must have a scheme; he is luring us toward a terrifying place," Ouyang Lie noted, having sensed the problem as he spoke to Dongfang Ri.

"You are Li Huai, aren't you?!" Tang Qingwu appeared calm, but she felt a sense of nervousness beneath the surface.

I don’t know who leaked the news about Zhou Ruonan, but before long, my WeChat was flooded with messages of condolence from all directions.

Yang Yu scrambled up from the ground, claiming he was fine. Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, only then remembering the bull! They turned around in succession to look at the crazed animal, while Yang Yu was primarily worried that he had choked it to death by using too much force.

Jiang Yun and his fruit spirits acted like a terrifying meat grinder, shredding the blocking demon slaves and giant wolves into pieces, carving a bloody path toward the six great demon powerhouses.