Volume 1, Chapter 27: A Woman of Loose Morals

"Xiao Fan, one must be down-to-earth and avoid devious paths," Matriarch Ye said earnestly. "Do not engage in deception in the future. Even if it is to please Qingcheng, such behavior is forbidden. Do you understand?"

"Grandmother, the invitation was genuine. It was the guards—" Chen Fan felt it necessary to clarify; he had no intention of being the scapegoat. However, before he could finish, the Matriarch interrupted: "The matter is in the past, no need to dwell on it. However, I heard from Qingcheng that you were with a disreputable woman last night?"

Chen Fan frowned, his voice deepening: "Grandmother, that is my junior sister. She comes from a respectable family, she is not some disreputable..."

As he walked into the classroom, the bustling noise suddenly receded like a retreating tide. The students fell silent, and almost every gaze snapped toward Chu Hang as he entered.

Arthur’s temper flared instantly. In such a situation, he could not simply watch his squadron be dismantled, so he immediately led the remaining Knights of the Round Table in a charge.

She had never imagined that the family that raised Li Bingru would treat her as nothing more than a disposable pawn for the sake of inheritance. It was truly beyond belief.

"I haven't decided on my future path yet. Perhaps I’ll return to Lorraine to wage guerrilla warfare," Weiss replied, half-jokingly.

Just as the federal officers had feared, the Scamo Heights stood abruptly on the north bank of the Sambara River—a target as clear as day to the enemy gunners. Even if the rocky terrain could withstand endless bombardments from heavy artillery, could the defenders endure it as stoically as the rocks themselves?

The number of game warriors was double that of the players. As casualties mounted among the players, the warriors were constantly respawned, leaving their numbers even higher than those of the players.

"Survive three moves." It sounded like infinite hope, but in reality, it was quite the opposite; Chu Hang’s chances of victory were actually very slim.

Gomi made no reaction to this praise. He scanned the room and nodded to the students he recognized one by one.

If Liu Heng had not sensed a warning gaze fixed upon him, he might well have gone to a room with Ika.

Cao Cao stared at Liu Bei, wondering if he was truly a man of no use. "Let me test him once more," he thought.

Yuebai, however, was not so foolish; his sword was thrust toward the cold corpse’s back, meaning the blade had already pierced its heart.

Liu Chong, unwilling to see the Liu family’s ancestral legacy seized by Guo Wei, declared himself emperor in Taiyuan half a month after Guo Wei ascended the throne, keeping the dynastic name Han—this became known as Northern Han.

After a bumpy journey, the troop transport ship finally arrived at Chaisang. Once Zhang Liao’s troops disembarked, he boarded the ship again to retrieve the remaining soldiers. Sima Yi dispatched a naval detachment to escort them, ensuring the scoundrels of Eastern Wu would not discover them and launch an attack.

The Yang family’s motto was simple: only they could strike others; others striking them was strictly forbidden.

Wu Yonglin’s kneeling shattered her heart completely. Yin Lengshuang fell into a state of bewilderment, unsure of what to do next.

While Zhu Nian awaited news from the Divine Realm, a question that baffled the entire Immortal Realm, the vast Divine Realm, and even himself haunted everyone: where exactly did the Hundred Families Army land upon entering the Divine Realm?

Bailing traced the armrest of her chair with an indifferent hand. This provided a reasonable explanation for why Long Junze had not taken major action, despite the Beast Tribe suffering many losses at the hands of the Humans over the years.

Embarking on this imperial expedition, Liu Yu intended to finish off Liu Bei in one fell swoop. But having left the city of Luoyang, he had no idea when he might return. The most pressing matter now was to pacify his harem.

This cutoff could only be called a pause, for turning further revealed more names, yet the titles of the sect leaders thereafter bore no connection to the headmaster at the point of the cutoff.

Therefore, helping Yuan Shu was merely adding flowers to a brocade, while helping Yuan Shao was providing coal in snowy weather. The two could not be compared; assisting Yuan Shao would naturally grant one greater leverage.

"Your Majesty." The maid, having seen her, meant to stop her from making a sound, but it was already too late.

The officer before her was dumbfounded, though he wondered if perhaps the hostage was a relative or friend, explaining her agitation.

"There is a flower-viewing banquet today. Shall we go?" As soon as they returned to the carriage, Qi Jingrui pulled Xia Xiyan into his embrace.

Gongsun Zan dispatched his White Horse Righteous Followers to shoot arrows and obstruct Qu Yi’s army. He also sent officers to gather the routed soldiers, organizing them to defend the camp, however loosely.

"Then why did she look for you? Why couldn't you just sleep with her?" Xiang Nan shouted, her voice standing out. He was hiding something from her—she was certain of it—and how could that be her fault?

Regardless of the truth, both possibilities shared a common trait: the ruins' unique elemental energy scenes were formed by energy overflowing from within spatial nodes.

"Take off her clothes and expose her back," Meng Qi said, lighting a lamp and heating a needle in the flame before placing it into a bowl of wine.

"I should just strangle you," Peng Cheng said indignantly, pulling Beibei into a tight embrace. Afterward, they said nothing more, and it was only after a long while that Peng Cheng’s grip on Beibei loosened slightly.

The lion’s head leads with imposing pressure, the tiger’s claws pounce from behind with overwhelming force, but the true killing strike is the leopard’s tail at the end.

Chen Xiangyi began doing push-ups, her rhythmic, seductive gasps accompanying each repetition.

Once he knew the location, he could enter such places in the future, find ways to associate with the craftsmen there, and thus gain the possibility of implementing his plan.

Indeed, that was none other than the leader of the murder guild "Laughing Coffin" who had nearly ground Su Mu to death in Aincrad—PoH.

"Cough, cough." Seeing that Liu Xu had seen through his intentions, Wu Lei couldn't help but clear his throat in embarrassment, though his concerns were real—this involved hundreds of millions in capital.

Just then, Yujiao, who was beside Wang Yu, cried out: "My Lady! My Lady!" This cry immediately drew countless gazes, and they saw Wang Yu collapse to the ground, deathly pale.

Yan Zimeng shook her head with a helpless smile; this was both a rejection of Ren Feifei’s judgment and a way of telling her not to be so nervous.

Changning rotated the Ju Zi Command Token to feel the subtle grooves; when she reached the smoothest track, she heard the latch of the Huayu mechanical box click open.