Volume 1, Chapter 35: Ye Aotian Officially Comes Out of the Closet

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After an exhilarating and intimate exchange of "cosplay" between King Zhou and Su Daji, Liu Dong tugged on a fox tail and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Oh, stop it, Your Majesty. I am yours now—what do you think?"
She was certainly deep in character.
"Very well, since you belong to me, shouldn't we find a companion for your former master?"
"..."
Her arched, jet-black eyebrows looked as if they were painted, and her shimmering, alluring eyes—clear and bright—rippled with an intoxicating charm. With her hair pulled back by a pearl-white silk ribbon, her naturally long, flowing locks exuded an ethereal, fairy-like elegance.
When Goguryeo lacked wealth, the noble class had always found ways to indulge themselves. Now that vast sums of currency were being transported to Pyongyang, these nobles grew even more demanding in their pursuit of luxury.
The voice, as indifferent as smoke, repeated what had been said before, yet the already frigid tone had grown several degrees colder. His sheer arrogance in issuing commands to Lecher further highlighted the undisguised annoyance of the man in black.

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Xiao Wu looked at her several times. She wore light makeup, a layer of foundation, and a subtle lip gloss; she was as beautiful as before, yet there was a hint of weariness about her.
Upon hearing Su Dingfang's suggestion, Liu Rengui immediately ordered a detachment of one thousand men to carry out the command.
Baili Yuxin clutched a wine bottle, taking small sips, dressed only in a thin undergarment. Today was the day of Ning'er’s coming-of-age ceremony, yet she was not by his side. She had left, and his heart was filled with a sense of loss that deepened with every passing moment. Knowing she could no longer accept him, he could only drown his sorrows in wine.
Although nothing particularly joyous had happened between them today, every action he took moved her deeply, and Ning Yuanlan felt she had nothing more to ask for in this lifetime.
"Don't worry, Young Master, he will be fine." Iron Tower set Xiao Ran down, leaving him lying on the ground in a deep sleep, and waited quietly for further instructions.
Hearing the youth speak, the other bandits, without waiting for a signal from the scarred man, moved with practiced coordination to tackle Da Lin, who was just about to rise and flee, pinning him firmly to the ground.
After placing their things in the trunk of Chen Shi’s car, she followed him to a restaurant, where they ordered some food and began to eat.
The white silk ribbon struck the invisible wall of energy like a blow against copper and iron, producing a muffled thud. Before the force could dissipate, it was swallowed by a suction from the wall, vanishing into nothingness.
Before the four of them could even take in their surroundings, they were shoved and prodded toward a pitch-black mountain cave.
Wu Xu glanced at the helpless-looking Wu Xu, let out a cold snort, and returned to the General's Mansion.

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Tokiwa Sougo seemed to recall something suddenly; looking puzzled, he voiced his doubts to the group.
As they entered the arena, Cabba and Vegeta, the two Saiyans from different universes, exchanged a few words to check on each other's situations.
Logically speaking, only a Supreme Divine Weapon or someone who has reached the Golden Body stage can eliminate fragments of the Great Dao through brute force.
Hao Yi pulled out a Ridewatch, one that had never been seen before, etched with strange, intricate patterns.
"He is no longer my manager; this is my manager now," Bo Yan said, pointing to Fu Yi beside her.
Bo Ye Li had just finished changing and walked in to find Jun Tingye already stripped of his clothes, lying on the bed.
If he hadn't overheard the words of Qin Lao Si and his wife today, it would be one thing, but having heard them, Qin Ergouzi was finally able to make his decision.
Song Qingyu, dressed in a hospital gown, leaned against the bed. Beside him stood a man in a light gray suit. With his back turned, Shen Shi'an could not see his face, but his temperament and build were very similar to the person he had encountered at Miao Shou previously.