Chapter 46: How Did the Villain Turn Into a Simp? 9

Glancing again at Hua Yue's 'innocent and flawless' face, she shook her head; this young lady was likely about to be taken in.
The young lady clicked her tongue twice, lowered her gaze, and her fingers typed swiftly across the screen.
She was clearly venting her thoughts in a rant.
Yan Yuli clenched his fists, barely able to maintain his composure. He wanted to say something, but Hua Yue had already quickened her pace and walked ahead.
Yan Yuli: "..."
Hua Yue pointed toward a seat in the second-to-last row. "Brother Yuli, there are fewer people here. Let's sit—"
An old man in his seventies—no one would have guessed that he could be so agile, moving like a young man.
"He said that when Yaoyao grows up, he would let me take Yaoyao into the family as a bride, and I agreed," Zeng Xiuying said with a smile.
It would be just like their initial meeting and mutual understanding back then, except with the ending rewritten, living an ordinary and peaceful life rather than being in the public eye. And she was willing to choose this.
The truly terrifying thing was not competition; the terrifying thing was when no one was willing to compete and things remained conservative like this. If that continued, any hopes of development would be nothing more than wishful thinking.
That was yet another intensely romantic and sensual story... Xueqin exerted every skill she possessed until she finally dispelled the parting poison from Young Master Duan. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, she collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted.
"Didn't she already drink this much this morning?" that person asked persistently to get to the bottom of it.
Second male lead Su Yehua: Known as the Floating Clear Adept, he traveled the martial arts world with his sword bound to his back. Possessing formidable strength and operating entirely alone without subordinates, he was nevertheless ranked among the top three major factions. Extremely eccentric, he was the subject of endless speculation among Jianghu folks. He had an icy demeanor, was stubborn to a fault, uncompromisingly righteous, repaid every favor or grudge, and refused to turn back until he hit a brick wall.
"Though I have lost to Chen Yi, you cannot hope to humiliate me through them!" Illidan roared in disgrace.
After waiting three minutes, I could hear this guy's snoring right through the wall. Clearly, he had fallen asleep, so I no longer hesitated. I gently pushed open the glass door and slipped into the company with a flash.
"What? It seems you do not believe it?" Zhuang Lan narrowed his eyes. More than twenty days ago, he had been injured by Falgun's magic in Floating Capital City, and the grievance still lingered in his mind. He needed to fully comprehend the mystical properties of the Demonic Sect's arcane arts as early as possible.
Therefore, if Malin were to kick the bucket, even if Angela had no intention of remarrying, countless high nobles would swarm in like flies to pursue her.
As Harry left the dormitory, Ron finally opened his eyes. His complexion was not looking too good, for the savior gentleman seemed to be looking down on him, scorning his lackluster strength?
Stellar Falls are the residual scars left behind by fallen meteors. Their powerful cosmic energy allows them to pierce through the void, much like a flying stone sinking into a layer of mud. The hyper-strong impact nearly frees them from the constraints of the current space, plunging them down into the next realm of dimensions.
"Please enjoy, judges." Placing the tray in his hands onto the table before the judges, Yang Ming took a step back and spoke.
This fellow looked utterly terrifying. Standing around one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, he was as thin as a bamboo pole, with sunken cheeks and a greenish complexion. Seen at night in a dimly lit place, at first glance he looked just like a jiangshi, and would undoubtedly scare someone half to death.
"Creak!" The bedroom door was pushed open. Assuming it was Ulla bringing breakfast, Gao Feng leaned back comfortably in bed, preparing to enjoy a lavish meal, wondering why he felt exceptionally hungry today.
While still testing the visual range granted by the passive Eagle Eye enhancement, Leng Mo heard the system broadcast of the reward notification ring out once more, prompting him to quickly withdraw his gaze and look toward the others who were now gathering around him.
Yet for some reason, Yang Ming always felt that the system was looking down on him at this moment with the disdain of a king.
Some were vomiting blood, their teeth completely shattered, as a piece of iron slashed horizontally across a neck, piercing clean through it.
Yet despite his profound understanding of medical arts, he unfortunately preferred socializing and had no desire for quiet research—truly the ideal material to run errands for a commanding general.