Chapter 27: The Cousin Indeed Has Feelings for Him
Shen Zhining’s eyes twitched, her expression shifting from awkward to profoundly uncomfortable. Although Pei Zhi had not given her a chance to explain, she was unwilling to accept such blame without cause.
"In reply to my cousin, I am the one who wounded them."
Hearing Shen Zhining confess to the offense, the two sisters felt a surge of delight. Regardless of what had sparked the incident, as long as she admitted to the injury, that was all that mattered. Pei Nian'an looked toward Fang Li, and as their eyes met, a look of...
After listening to Luo Bo’s report, Zilong remained silent, merely patting Tiger gently. Tiger understood his intent, lifted his head, and said, "Rabbit, you have done well. Let us head over and see for ourselves." With that, the tiger leaped into the air. Zilong waved his left hand, and Tantai Yiming vanished from where he stood.
"I will try calling her again," Xie Anna said, pulling out her phone to dial Qi Qi once more.
"Now you know what pain feels like? How did you manage to endure it when you were faking a faint earlier?" Duan Yiyao teased, a single sentence rendering Ye Jingyan speechless.
However, the driver in the car merely smiled, stepped on the gas, and instantly overtook her. This only confirmed Ying Paipai’s suspicions, and she pressed down on her own accelerator to follow.
Zilong certainly could not fathom what Sikong Jing was thinking, but to his astonishment, the ever-restless woman could be so gentle. He offered a faint smile, said nothing more, and followed her into the stone hut.
"No. From the moment you left, you ceased to be my mother. My mother died long ago." Zi Lingfeng, who had been silent until now, finally shook himself free from his own thoughts. He raised his head abruptly, his gaze meeting E'nuo's with silent accusation and resentment.
"Name? Age? Where are you from? How many acres of land at home? How many oxen in the field? Speak." The guard at the East City gate asked Hong Zhong with an arrogant air.
Many adventurers realized the gravity of this collision. If they could hold their ground, the energy pillar’s defensive system would have exhausted its final tricks.
Luo Ling could not ignore these circumstances, but he found a solution: thought-based control rather than manual piloting.
She felt a burning sensation in her wrist, a force rampaging through her body. No, it seemed not just one force, but two, clashing within her.
Qin Ye spoke calmly. His words eased the tension in the room slightly, though as they felt the hostile killing intent nearby, everyone remained grim-faced.
A crusader took out a wooden plaque he carried, carved the name of the Miya Sect into it with his sword, and planted it nearby to mark the area’s temporary jurisdiction.
On the other side, Orochimaru walked slowly forward. Having lost his chakra, he grew increasingly frail; if he delayed any longer, he might well become a dying old man.
However, when he reached the platform where the shirtless man stood, he suddenly sensed something attacking him. He dodged to the side, but it was too late. The object pierced his shield and struck his left arm, missing his heart by a mere few centimeters.
"Good, welcome to our ranks." After chatting briefly, Zhao Chun handed her and her subordinates over to Laura, instructing Laura to brief them on the unit's regulations and protocols.
Even the concubines in the backyard of the City Lord’s mansion, forced upon Qing Feng by various factions, began to hear of Jian Ning’s reputation.
"I understand." Li Xiandao noted this, then waved his hand, causing the image of the third level of the eighteen abysses to appear before him.
With the stark example of the twenty people before them, those who had secretly thought, "I could do that too," abandoned their laughable notions. No one else dared to underestimate the test of physical strength posed by the boulder.