Volume One, Chapter 38: The Four Sentences of Hengqu Astonish the World! Deified on the Spot!

Therefore, as long as there is hope, whether it concerns her own affairs or those around her, she will never give up.

The other burly man, seeing the situation, no longer appeared as fierce as before and clearly began to concede. However, relying on the knife in his hand, he still wanted to challenge Feng Tianyu, unaware that Feng Tianyu now faced only him alone, making it an effortless matter.

Nangong Li furtively peeked out and saw two young men, one on each side, harassing Wuying just as she stepped out the door.

So heartbreak, though it appears a painful and prolonged ordeal, is actually a process that can be forgotten.

“Tianyu, could you take me to see Chairman Feng?” She no longer wished to endure such humiliation; enduring over and over only brought greater torment.

Realizing nothing could be gleaned from such probing, Lin Qian’s expression shifted slightly. Suddenly, the crimson bird soared upward, and at the tips of its wings appeared threads of fire.

The children of the eldest branch, upon hearing their sister had returned, all came, even Fan Aiguo and Zhu Jingui did not miss the gathering. The whole family crowded into Fan Aidang’s courtyard, which, though spacious, was instantly filled.

“Fool, do you know what you’re saying?” Mo Baiye’s hands trembled, his eyes fixed upon that glimmering white, yearning to bite and savor the freshness of a maiden.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face waved their soul-summoning banners, from which evil vapors emerged and struck the Fire Phoenix, shattering it into sparks.

Those few rough men scarcely had time to shut their mouths before Nangong Li knocked them to the ground.

“Good luck, everyone. The teacher has called us for the next round of training. Goodbye.” Die Wufei spoke, then said no more. Die Wufei, Feng Zhi, and Xiao Su followed Kong Bing.

The patch of grass where Long Ling had been was now pierced by countless vines. Long Ling had barely relaxed when a jolt of terror made her leap from the ground to the tree branch above. The vines grew frantically from underground, penetrating everything that blocked their path—even stone was no exception.

“But you’re really late—school started over a month ago.” Jason scrutinized Mo Bai, feeling that something was peculiar about him. Hmm, let me think, just what is so strange?

Worry covered Fei Liangcai’s face; if such power were truly unleashed against Xicheng, Xicheng would be doomed without question.

Upon hearing this, Jason suddenly burst out laughing, looking extremely pleased, as if he had accomplished something remarkable.

Si Wan let out a long sigh. She walked over to Xiang Ningyan, removed her outer garment, and draped it over Xiang Ningyan’s shoulders.

Song Ruosheng considered for a moment; there was nothing pressing, so escorting them home seemed reasonable.

The man listened quietly, his face unruffled, impossible to guess how he would proceed.

But Ji Xunyang spoke the truth. Since Song Ruosheng was admitted to the hospital, she had never caused trouble, always handling matters herself, never relying on her grandfather’s affection to lord it over others.

These thoughts in mind, Long Ling left the virtual training arena, found a secluded spot, sensed the precise teleportation point, and used the spatial curtain to leave the first-year campus, arriving at the business district.

Seeing him so cheerful, it seemed he had merely found an excuse to leave at the time—but who knows what he truly thought? Men often speak insincerely.

Taking advantage of this family reunion and the joyous occasion of Gu Jian and Mei Shengnan, her parents also opened up their hearts. Their relationship softened, making it an unexpected delight.

But if ten years ago he had not drowned, must he now die in such a ludicrous manner ten years later?

At present, Li Heng’s days were difficult. Since his defeat in Qiongzhou, he nearly faced punishment in Dadu for losing both city and mentor, but fortunately, a series of actions from the Song dynasty across the strait saved him.

“Do you have something to say, Mrs. Han?” Han Junxi saw that Wu Yishuang was mumbling and finally released her mouth.

Her room was protected by a formation; ordinary people could not enter, and even experts, upon triggering it, would alert her. However, she had just been trapped in an illusion—a separate space—so she could not sense anything here.

After Lu Qifeng deliberately emphasized his masculinity, Mi Li’s uncontrollable temper flared, filling her with anger.

Han Junxi punched the fat man's jaw. The fat man, whose nose had been struck by Wu Yishuang’s high heels, was no longer bleeding, but now Han Yanwang’s blow made his mouth bleed.

What did it mean to insist on removing the black moles? How would he remove them? What was he up to? And how could he know there were moles on his face and neck? Those two black moles—not to mention under streetlights at night, even in broad daylight, unless someone was very close, they’d be hard to spot.

Yet they failed to notice that Long Qianjue had already begun to attack them. Lan Ziyue, seeing this, pushed Nangong Chenxun aside and gathered her power to block Long Qianjue.

She repeatedly and deliberately revealed these tidbits—not at all as if it were an accident.

Yan Li sighed and abandoned any further explanation to the successor. The more he said, the less the successor believed. Only when Yan Chuan returned could the misunderstanding truly be resolved. By then, the timing would be just right.

It turns out the fuss about going to the Ocean Park was simply to prove something to classmates.

“All right, I’ve tallied the charges. The service fee for fifty rooms across two floors comes to twenty-five thousand eight hundred yuan exactly.” Liu Xingyu took out his phone and calculated the total.

As soon as the last four words left his lips, the King of the Rong immediately widened his pupils, shocked, stepping back two paces. He stared at me, scrutinizing me from head to toe, his hands and lips trembling.

“Let’s treat the injuries first…” Not wanting to see or think about it, Chen Zhi quietly closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds with supernatural power.