Volume 1, Chapter 39: Why Can You Not Forgive Me

Seeing Xiao Yu preparing to leave, Yu Ming showed no awkwardness, though the sinister glint in his eyes could not be concealed.

"My situation is quite special; my state as a celestial being is only temporary. Once the time limit expires, I will surely face a death with no burial ground," Wang Fan hesitated for a moment before sighing and briefly explaining his circumstances.

"Can you stop leaving me hanging...!" Yu Hao gritted his teeth and whispered, completely ignoring the fact that it was his own impatience that had caused the issue.

"Why are you following me?" Wang Fan had just recalled that the Dean had been following him since he boarded the vehicle to the Gates of Hell. What was he trying to do?

Only with a solid foundation can a house be built higher. Only when the foundation is well-constructed can the house stand firm and unshakable.

Ge Yueying ignored Zhang Shaozhuo’s confusion, set down her pipe, and stood up to return to the inner room. Just as she was about to push the door open, she suddenly turned back and left a final remark.

As the creator of the Void World, Ye Chu understood clearly that because he had forged this realm, a trace of his own mark remained within it.

All things and all living beings are equal; not placing oneself above the multitude is the state of a sage as realized by Ye Chu.

The human race had only seen a few dozen immortals arrive, while the opposing side had already brought a total of seven Immortal Kings. What ability did they have left to resist the provocations of the alien races? At this moment, they also harbored deep resentment toward the great powers, such as the Holy Lands and the ancient clans.

"Xiong Batian, do you think that just because the Sect Leader is away, there is no one here who can keep you in check?" Sima Shangyue said coldly.

Aside from causing a stir for a while and then realizing the reality of his situation, what other choice did the Bandit Chief have but to take the initiative and beg Lady Lin to take him in?

"What do you mean he ran off?" Lin Yanxi already knew that after this incident, Qiao Shuisheng no longer enjoyed the trust of the Americans. But now that Lemon used such a term to describe it, it seemed to be more than just a simple loss of trust.

Looking at the downcast Li Juan and hearing her voice tremble with a faint volume, Liu Chenyang raised his eyes and stared at her intently.

When the police officer in charge of screening for the investigation team heard the news, he broke out in a cold sweat. It had appeared again; how could this be possible?

Advocated by Xiao Yao and personally supervised by Xiao Yang, the Xiao Group had established a charitable foundation several years ago.

The servant girl looked at Feng Che’s elegant and noble appearance, and seeing that the token she presented did not look fake, she did not dare to truly bother Manager Jin. After a moment of thought, she let them in.

Ji Qingsheng possessed extraordinary strength; there was only one possibility for someone to disappear without a trace in front of her, and that was by tearing through the void and hiding within the spatial dimensions.

Lin Luoran wandered aimlessly through the city, heading wherever it was rumored to be dark and seedy. It took her two days to find a local underworld connection, which every city reportedly had, to demand the creation of a fake passport.

The Princess of Huaiyang, with her clear beauty and noble demeanor, was able to speak such cruel words so naturally, and the guards were so obedient, creating an atmosphere where a single command could topple mountains.

Suddenly, strange phenomena erupted. The clear, cloudless sky was instantly blanketed in dark clouds—no, it should be said, dark purple clouds—as rolls of thunder gathered strength within them.

"Heh, Asura God, I will not kill you. Since you remain so obsessed, I shall seal you within the Asura Realm. When you find the love within your heart, the seal will naturally be lifted." Having said this, Lei Tian waved his hand, and a rift in time and space suddenly appeared beneath the feet of the Asura God.

"The Sovereign must have already brought Situ Xia’s territory under his own rule by now, so why would you still ask such a question?" Jing Rong remarked. She had originally assumed that Hao Lianchengyu was merely feigning ignorance.

Some things might be hidden from others, but these few could likely not be deceived. That they were able to arrive here meant they must have been invited by Prince Xuan. Since he trusted them, she did not need to worry.

He threw himself into his hatred like a machine, simply because he loved Jing Rong so deeply.

"Your Highness, we do not wish to be your enemies. Please show mercy!" The black-faced man could not care about losing face; facing Prince Xuan, they had no choice but to admit defeat.

Upon hearing that it would be removed via cesarean section, the Empress turned pale. She was currently weak and could not handle such a shock. Having already been startled by Qin Ruoyu, she naturally could not bear to hear this.

"Of course not. The Emperor instructed me to take good care of Grandmother and to report her condition from time to time. I will naturally do my utmost and will not let the Emperor down!" Bai Mujin said with a playful smile.

Su Yun was stunned. Prime Minister Li must be Li Linfu, and the Jiedushi of Pinglu must be An Lushan. How could these two ladies have come to the Prince of Jianning’s mansion?

Zhang Lan let out a giggle and splashed water on his face. Qingming smiled to himself: she had declared a truce! He bent down, scooped her up, sat in a chair, and gently wiped her cheeks and eyebrows with a towel.

Old Wu let out a roar and raised his kitchen knife, but suddenly, his wrist was grabbed. An irresistible force followed, pulling his body back two steps. The axe brushed past his chest with a cold wind, and then he heard a dull thud.

I don’t know how much time had passed, and my throat was so dry I wanted to get a glass of water to drink before continuing, when the door suddenly opened.

As soon as her words fell, Song Yuan’s eyes widened immediately, looking as if she were ready to prove her resolve through death at any moment.

When Song Che heard her word of thanks, the sparks in his eyes flickered but suddenly died out. "Thank you"? It was truly rare to hear that word from her mouth. Yet, he felt no joy at all; he wasn’t looking for her gratitude. He had already affirmed her status on the spot, so why was she acting so distant toward him?

As it turned out, Ye Feng was preparing to use the power of the demon spirit within the soul weapon to launch his final attack.

"En." Ye Feng looked at the beautiful, slightly worried face of Su Ningxue, and a sense of warmth rose in his heart, though he did not say much. He did not like superficial words, especially toward those he held dear.

Song Che was very happy that the old man had such self-awareness, as it gave him more time to be alone with Xu Ying.

However, when she reached the entrance of the dance hall, she stopped. Xu Yan was free to dance with whomever he pleased; what status or standing did she have to interfere with him?