Chapter 36

After pacing back and forth inside the room a dozen times, he finally concluded that this living environment was completely unfit for human habitation. With a heavy sigh—or perhaps hundreds of them—Chen Zui rolled up his sleeves and began to clean the place.

An old man’s voice echoed over the lonely Moon-Bright River, though it was unclear what he was singing; it might have been his own composition or a local folk tune. Even in dialect, the imagery he evoked felt as vivid as if it were playing out right before one’s eyes.

The shop was empty at the moment, with neither the owner nor the attendants in sight. The two of them pondered for a moment, deciding to tether their horses to a tree before heading inside to investigate.

If I am to repay him, what does it matter if I offer my life? After all, has he ever been stingy with his own life when it came to me?

After pondering for a moment, Li Zhishi accepted the mission and Xiang Yu’s grand gesture with composure, then nodded, looking at Xiang Liang with a solemn expression.

To this, Li Zhishi did not give a rash promise, stating instead that he would provide an answer after the council the following day. In fact, he had given the same reply to the leaders of the Wei and Yan states as well.

"What’s wrong..." Li Zhishi frowned. Could he have caught a cold from returning so late last night?

"Yes, that’s him! He suddenly appeared wearing monk’s robes; I almost didn’t recognize him just now!" a male student remarked.

"It is not that we are forbidding you from seeking opportunities, but that several masters are about to forcibly break the restriction. This barrier is incredibly powerful; we ask you to step back only for the sake of your own safety." Kong Ling felt these people were being completely unreasonable.

Upon hearing this news, Xiao Ling’er wanted to leave immediately, but the strength of the two people in the room was so terrifying that she couldn't even dream of escaping, let alone finding a chance to channel her spiritual power to resist.

There was no need for Hu Xing to say anything; those three divine senses had remained within Shen Feng’s perception all along. They had already retreated a hundred miles away. From the messages transmitted by the violent fluctuations of their divine senses, Shen Feng could clearly feel the fear in their hearts. Yet, for some reason, they did not flee and were still secretly observing the situation.

Huo Panpan laughed out loud: "If you can’t handle it, little sister, then take a rest. I’ll take it for you!" With that, she picked up a piece of peach blossom shortbread.

"I have heard that Young Master Luo comes from Qilin Mountain, yet I have never heard my master mention it before." Welcoming the two of them into their seats and serving floral tea, Ming Huang asked with a hint of confusion.

Those involved in the carriage and horse business were mostly wealthy patrons whom the major banks treated with great respect—men who had silver notes and hard cash in abundance.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Pang Ji, Liu Zheng, and the others retreated, and just like that, I welcomed Gongsun Zan into Jiaozhou.

Boys all have a bit of a hero complex to some extent; they instinctively yearn for things that can make them powerful and worthy of admiration. Nalan Danqing was, naturally, no exception.

A purple radiance arrived in response. The Bear King’s body was instantly enveloped in a faint, shimmering violet light. In the blink of an eye, its thick skin was eroded beyond recognition, and its defensive capabilities were greatly diminished.

I heard people say that when you kiss a girl, you must close your eyes. If you keep them open, it only proves you don’t love her enough. So, although I desperately wanted to look at Lu Xuehan’s beautiful face at that moment, I fought hard to keep my eyes shut.

"Whoosh—" A flash of white light streaked past. Mu Bai lowered his head to observe his surroundings, only to realize he had appeared within a Taiji Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams formation. Beside him, a Taoist priest in robes was watching him.

After a long while, Yuchi Yunyan took off her glasses and stared intently at Mu Bai without saying a word.

Su Luo turned her head with a smile, nodded to Amy, and said, "Sister, please make yourself at home," before turning back to rest her chin on her hands, lost in thought while watching Gong Yu.

"Alright, let’s leave that matter aside. Zhi Yue, what do you think?" Zhang Yang smiled and asked.

Face-blindness—foreigners think we all look the same, and truthfully, we feel the same way about them.

A few minutes before the program officially began, the ratings were already shockingly high. The station director, eyes glued to the data throughout the broadcast, laughed unrestrainedly.

This was the Sacred City of the Western Regions, the location of the Sky-Gully Waterfall. By all logic, no one should have been able to infiltrate it, so Qiu Hongyue had only planted a spiritual root there as a precaution against accidents.

Even so, Mizuki couldn't help but admire him three times over. This wasn't merely flattery, for if it had been her, she likely wouldn't have thought of it, or perhaps she would have come up with some clumsy solution—like using an isolation method, similar to how a computer isolates Trojans and viruses.

After a brief chat with Mourning, Lin Yi returned to the Spurs' side. He exchanged a few words with the "Iceman," but when he reached David Robinson, Lin Yi was clearly less respectful than he had been moments ago. He felt as if they were friends, and there was no need for such formalities.

Unfortunately, this level of high-tier ninjutsu could not be resolved by brute force alone; after all, it was a profound technique capable of suppressing even the Ten-Tails.

"This... Empress Dowager, I am afraid I cannot agree to that." Jia Sidao suddenly felt a sense of desperation, preparing to flatly reject the trap set for him by Empress Dowager Yang and Duke Yang.

Yet, it was the news of the White Tiger’s birth that caused a sensation far greater than they had anticipated.

Because the voice transmitted from within was completely broken; it was as if some characters had been swallowed up for no reason.

He had wanted to say those words for a long time, but seeing her working so hard to lead everyone in their struggle for survival, he couldn't bear to speak them.

A-Hen gazed at him dazed, nodding blankly, while thinking to herself: "If you leave my side, is there ever a moment I am not whispering your name...?" Thinking of this, she actually felt much calmer. Since this affection could not be salvaged anyway, she might as well grant him this favor.