Volume 1, Chapter 64: Reciting Poetry and Composing Verses

Liu Qi said, "Deputy General Guan, if I have offended you in any way, you might as well state it clearly. As military commanders, is there really any need to resort to such petty tricks?"

Deputy General Guan's mouth twitched as he forced a smile and brushed it off.

With no other choice, he could only follow Charles's instructions for now, developing his own consciousness into a soul.

Right after that, Zhang Xian began staking out his territory. At the designated stage position, fresh flower petals were already prepared overhead. Later, Seo-hyun would be brought onto the stage, and after Zhang Xian finished singing a song, he was required to drop to one knee and present a ring to propose.

Of course, she was older now, and the nickname "Bok Choy Beauty" had gradually faded from the memories of the people in Gaoyao Town. However, with her daily increasing vegetable-farming skills and experience, the vegetables she grew became more and more popular in the town.

Zhang Yao had not mentioned sending a letter home to Song Zhiqing and the others. Yet, from the details observed since their departure, Zhang Nan had roughly figured it out.

Zhang Xian genuinely found it laughable. Had they watched too many television dramas? Killing the ruling father just to inherit the family estate? Did they even understand that the L Group had only one legal heir, Lee Hong-seung? Would he really need to do something like that?

The clash between their two souls lasted only a dozen seconds or so, but that brief duration was more than enough for the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj to notice and take action.

Even those who had been eliminated wanted to see for themselves what the magical treasure offered as a reward looked like. Meanwhile, the advancing aristocratic martial artists were conserving their energy, preparing to make another upward charge in three days.

If equipment could be bought purely with money, the Elte nobility wouldn't have felt the pinch quite so much. The quality of an enchantment depended entirely on the enchanter's ability; the stronger the enchanter, the better the enchanting effect. While materials were expensive, they could be acquired as long as one had money, but a truly skilled enchanter was not so easy to find.

Meng Hao flew into a rage and said, "Splendid, absolutely splendid. Let's begin!" A disciple nearby quickly handed over a long sword. Meng Hao weighed it in his hand, finding it reasonably well-balanced.

Li Yan picked up the old gentleman, then drove like a streak of wind into the sunken tunnel, swiftly opening a spacetime passage and traveling through to the heavenly court world.

The early spring breeze still carried a hint of chill. Qiu Suya had finished chopping a pile of firewood early on, and then went to the kitchen to pick and chop vegetables, keeping herself happily busy.

Su Yinyin sat there in a daze. Yuan Jinchen did not know what to do with her, so he used a clean cloth as a pad to take the plate out. Then he took out the curtain and set it aside.

"Business?!" Lou Ke watched as all of them arrived. What kind of business could this be? What business could possibly exist between Yeli Gan, Jung, and them?

Seeing the newcomer, Xiao Ye could not help frowning slightly. Although he had no intention of driving a taxi, he was indeed currently inside the vehicle.

However, after a night's sleep, one's mouth should have felt quite uncomfortable, but what was the deal with this lingering sweet sensation?

He spent more time during the day handling work and studies, continued his customary routine in the afternoon playing with the destroyer lolis, chatting with different girls, and strolled along the nocturnal sandy beach with Nelson, Akagi, and the others after dinner.

A few days ago, she had learned from Sister-in-law Liu how to make padded trousers, and she made a pair for herself along with a thick robe. The robe was in a retro style, loose-fitting, with just a slight nip at the waist. Wearing a pair of woolen leggings underneath made it exceptionally cozy.

"Shut up!" Mo Xuan roared in a low voice, twisting his ear and dragging him to a spot far away from the sleeping quarters, terrified of waking Qiu Suya.

She hadn't even started spoiling him yet, and look—the one right in front of her had already discarded all shame.

"From this day forward, you are my disciple, Luo Lishang. Kneel down." I sat in the chair, looking at the child wearing coarse cloth garments. She was very thin, barely over five years old, yet her eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Cough, cough, cough-cough." Jian Dan in the room suddenly began coughing violently, and dark blood once again spilled from the corners of his mouth.

With that, he scooped up Dahl and strode forward, completely ignoring Yagyu Takashin and paying no attention to the ninjas whatsoever.

Furthermore, he was the one who had ordered the sneak attack; otherwise, without orders, those soldiers would not have continued firing after the target had fallen.

Seeing Boss Li so worried, old Wang mentioned that Shang Xia and Lin Ran had rented a shop together.

"I really want to strangle both of you." With that, Wang Jieying hung up the phone, evidently retreating to nurse her own sullen anger.

"Danyan, dreams are never circular; they always have gaps. My master is already gone, so Lishang is entrusted to you," Guihua murmured softly. She could not enter Danyan's barrier, nor could she see the scene of Lishang, let alone find a way to defy the rules. She only hoped her senior brother's choice was not wrong, and that Danyan truly was the one who could save him.

Because more than one audience member had noted that when booking tickets, the system indicated the theater was nearly fully booked.

"If someone really released the dragon spirit, the magical sword would either have been taken away by someone or remain in the dragon spirit's possession. It couldn't possibly be lying obediently on Azure Dragon Mountain," Chen Xu analyzed.

And the ones responsible for defense were clearly the targets Jian Dan was searching for—the merman tribe. Their blue skin and multicolored scales were far too conspicuous, and a giant red spiral shell rested on the island, clearly serving as their nest.

Xingyu took a sip, then placed the cup back on the table and remarked to Kongyu, "Not bad."

Liu Guohua picked up the pocket watch, though his mood did not improve much. One had to realize that wristwatches were products of modern times; while such items did not fluctuate wildly in value, opportunities for appraisal were rare. A watch that could command a high price was even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Rin'yin sat on a stool by Ye Lan's hospital bed, attentively caring for Ye Lan who was resting in bed.

"Since you've already chosen not to let me die, I can naturally choose to answer your question as well. But I still have one condition; if you agree to it, I will certainly answer your questions." Even at this point, Lin Xueyao still wanted to keep the initiative in her own hands.

I lowered my eyes in shame. Just a moment ago, I had been thinking of making a final effort to save Wei Zaiqing, but the moment I saw Xueye, my heart softened. I could have knelt on the ground and begged Xueye to help me, but that would only implicate him as well, and my heart could not bear it, so I changed my mind.