27 Chapter 27

Zheng Yuqing wanted to say more, but Du You hummed in agreement, leaving Zheng Yuqing with no choice but to remain silent.

A clear and loud sound echoed through the room. A flash of embarrassment crossed Mother Xing’s face; she was secretly annoyed that her stomach would be so uncooperative, growling so loudly at such a moment.

Next was Li Shang’s turn. With only sixteen points and having clearly seen Yongjiu’s expression, he dared not gamble further and pushed his cup aside to fold. Zhang Mu was also anxious; one more round of betting would leave him penniless. With over three million in currency already on the table, he gritted his teeth and called.

However, none of this concerned me. My primary focus was the situation with Shang Longbiao and his group. It had been several days, and it remained a thorn in my side, making every day feel quite uncomfortable.

"Why hide your identity to work at CM?" Xia Ranmo asked, the implication being: wouldn't it be better to work at your own father’s company?

If even a common hoodlum would stand up to fight for his empire, what does that signify? Li Nanfeng, the current emperor of Canglong, revered by the Canglong people as the Great Emperor, possessed a truly masterful ability to win the hearts of the people. This was precisely why the Light Holy See had to destroy Canglong first.

"Alright, you should... rest!" Qin Wanyi turned to look at Bai Muchen, only to find his cheeks less than a centimeter away from hers, their breaths seemingly intertwined.

After this, Gao Yi sat directly on the ground, feeling surges of energy coursing through his body; he needed to gather them into his meridians.

"I can't beat you, I can't beat you!" Danila continued to smile, waving his hands continuously at Mark.

"We have lunch here every day," Gu Jiangzhou changed his mind and said to Qin Wanyi.

The word "dead" that escaped his lips startled him unexpectedly. He curled his middle finger under her nostrils, rushing to check for breath.

"Fine, I agree." The fatty nodded, reached into his pot’s spatial dimension, took out the two broken sword fragments, and handed them to the System Old Man, waiting to see what he would do next.

Moreover, if you can rise to the challenge and handle tasks assigned by your superiors at critical moments, what does that imply? It goes without saying.

What was the true purpose? The bewildered Brigadier Chef cast a look of appeal toward Sirtu opposite him, but the native was staring blankly, oblivious. He had no choice but to recall the reasons for the enthronement he had pondered countless times, hoping to find a clue.

"First, the scene was already like this when we arrived; we knew nothing about it. Second, who can guarantee there is only one wave of enemies? Could this be their diversionary tactic? What if they lure us all out, and another group rushes in to wipe out our high-ranking officials?"

With a gust of wind, the eight snake heads lunged toward the fatty, who was bathed in colorful clouds of light. The fatty was now unable to move even a single finger, his entire body frozen in place.

He had lost all face on the battlefield during the day; tomorrow, he would surely settle the score to reclaim his reputation.

They would meet again in two days. Just thinking about it was awkward. Junk wanted to avoid it, but there was no way out. He decided to go and deal with it then.

The fact that the school had no connection to the global internet made Ryan feel slightly depressed; otherwise, he could continue challenging other Burst Linkers to earn Burst Points and level up again. After all, Ryan did not enjoy being slaughtered by higher-level Burst Linkers.

"This will be your office from now on, and this seat is yours! Also, Teacher Qingshan, this is the new language teacher for Class 3, Year 1. Take him to the classroom in a moment." Director Yamamoto gave simple arrangements. Truth be told, there was nothing particularly special to note.

By the time the Three Pure Ones arrived on orders, the great battle had already reached its conclusion. Without their supreme commanders, the Demon Clan collapsed. Now, the Sorcerer Clan had become the most powerful race in the Primordial World; how could the Heavenly Dao be perfected?

Li Rizhi comforted Wen Dengke, telling him not to worry too much; as long as he performed normally during the exam, it would be impossible for him to be cut.

Deep Sea White Sand replied via bullet comments: "I don't know! It was like this when I found it. It looked delicious, so I caught it."

After more than ten days, they successfully reached the boundary line between the Valley of Falling Twilight and the island.

Mercy, generosity, and tolerance toward enemies are not considered virtues in the mindset of the nobility; instead, they are seen as signs of weakness, projecting an image of frailty. Not only will this not invite praise, but it will also attract more covetous gazes and further encroachment.

The destination of their group was the border of the Mermaid Tribe on the side of the Valley of Falling Twilight, and this valley was merely one of the places they were passing through.

Originally, Zhao Ling'er’s ceremonial speech included injunctions against scheming and fighting, but this time she omitted them—after all, saying them was a waste of breath.

"Then shall I call you Sister Ying?" Li Rizhi ignored the question of what was wrong, still fixated on the form of address, insisting on calling Chen Yingying 'sister.'

Lu Shu gave a wry smile. The situation today was truly too grand; his persona was on the verge of collapse. He had been wondering if Yayoi Sakurai still remembered the bond between them, but it turned out she had played a major hand.

Cheng Yaojin was, after all, a Duke, and naturally brought attendants when he went out. Those attendants were waiting outside Zhao Yunze’s house, and the people Cheng Chumuo went to call were exactly them.

Saihan observed carefully. Although she didn't see what happened in the kitchen, she could guess a thing or two from the state the guy was in when he came out, so she hurried back to report to Mengguqing.

"At the beginning? So does that mean you gave up on the idea later?" The host continued to ask.

Hearing this, Qingtian and Gongshu Ban exchanged looks. A powerful divine sense swept directly across Gu Yan’s body, and instantly, their eyes were filled with shock.

"Shut up." Cai Tingfang was flushed red by her brother’s calling, unable to stop herself from scolding him in a low voice. Su Can rolled his eyes at him, but he couldn't speak up casually either; if they both voiced their rebuttal, that would be truly embarrassing.