Volume One, Chapter 56: The Clever Page Outwits the Greedy Accountant; Young Master Zhang Is Forced to the Examination Hall

Just a moment ago, she was as wary of him as if guarding against a wolf, even going so far as to feign drunkenness. Now, in an instant, her boundaries seemed to vanish entirely—such a dramatic shift inevitably felt unreal.

As Mo Langyue spoke, he lifted his hand and brushed it across another section of the stone wall. Wherever his slender fingers touched, stone dust cascaded down, as if the wall itself were as fragile as tofu, crumbling effortlessly beneath his touch.

Cheng Lingzhi’s eyes instantly widened in alarm, and she cried out in horror, “Situ Haoyu, what nonsense are you spouting?!” What did he mean by not sleeping as comfortably without holding her? When had she ever let him hold her in his sleep?!

“Last time, I asked what style you liked, and you said minimalist!” Ye Lin acted exactly according to Ye Zhenzhen’s words.

A man stood before Long Feiyun and Meng Lang, towering at least a head taller than most people, with a burly frame and a fierce countenance. The smile at the corner of his mouth sent a chill down one's spine. He looked to be around fifty, dressed in a bright green brocade robe, a sword hanging at his waist that was a full foot longer than a typical blade. He strode straight to the table and sat down.

“To my knowledge, this is the first time.” The man in the black robe leaned down to gaze at him. His eyes were piercingly bright and full of spirit.

“If it weren’t for your deadbeat father’s will stating the Ye family fortune could only be inherited by you or your children, do you think A’Cheng would have let you live this long?!” Ye Tiantian snorted disdainfully.

“What on earth is that thing? It’s revolting…” Cao Cao gathered everyone together, staring at the grotesque face across from them, nearly retching from disgust.

Li Jue, though inwardly terrified—afraid this man was the masked figure who had gained fame at Hulao Pass in a duel with the mighty Lü Bu—was nonetheless enraged. He had painstakingly orchestrated this situation and would not allow these fools to ruin it.

Damn, a swordsman dealing over 3,000 points of damage to an armored class? Swordsmen are notorious for low attack—this could only mean their equipment and average level far surpass ours!

However, this only applied to a single player. If other players were killing this boss for the first time, the drop rate would still be calculated as a first-time kill.

With a swish, the screen flickered, and the character appeared in the Storm Dynasty. Smoke was already curling skyward; the city was in chaos, with players flooding towards each city gate. Clearly, the fierce siege was still raging.

After Chu Yan’s loud shout, the bandits immediately lost their will to fight and fled toward their camp.

[Cosmic Starburst]: Unique skill of the Starbreaker. Pushes the mysterious energy within to its limits, creating a space-time tunnel from which countless meteors are summoned to strike a large area. Attack power: 200%, area diameter: 30 meters.

His business should have been finished long ago, but after returning, he’d been preoccupied with the lingering scent of Ye Kaicheng’s cologne and hadn’t been in the mood to see the editor-in-chief. Now, with a chance to meet Ye Kaicheng, he forgot all about the cologne and hurried off to find the editor.

Even if Yang Nan could defeat the demonized Qing Yan, how could he possibly escape the watchful eyes of Li Ke and the eighteen Dragon-Phoenix guards?

I had just sat down when two bowls of noodles were brought out—one was my favorite pickled vegetable noodles, the other was wonton noodles. I wondered in confusion, for I hadn’t even ordered yet.

Inside, Dilfu escorted Li Xiang to a chair, scrutinizing him in silence for a long time. Li Xiang was in no hurry, sitting calmly in place.

Cao Cao and Sun Jian both voiced their agreement. Together with Gao Fei, they immediately rode back to camp, leading 12,000 troops to set up a camp on the plain behind the mountain. They disguised it so thoroughly that it appeared to house 30,000 men.

“Host, you just completed the novice quest. Getting merit points as a reward is already pretty good,” the system remarked.

The King of Western Shu smiled, a gentle smile that seemed to pour out all the tenderness in his heart, as if Fuli were standing before him. He truly longed to hear his Ali call him “Father King” once more.

Whether it was Xiao Yuebai and Kaisa, or the four reserve angels from Planet Sandal watching quietly in the rear, all felt their hearts tighten at the same moment.

In Cang Yu’s words, once he succeeded in linking his soul with the Wraith Pearl, it would mean he’d decoded part of the pearl’s structure.

For the past several days, Pei Heng had not returned to the manor, so she had no idea how things were progressing. But just now, hearing from A’Ning that he was due back today, she felt a surge of excitement.

As they conversed, a long, resonant note suddenly echoed from the horizon. At its sound, Hua Qingcheng instinctively took several steps back, distancing herself from Su Tianling.

As the first characters appeared on the face of the fan, the blooming plum blossom seemed to come alive, exquisitely vivid. A faint, chilly fragrance drifted from the fan, and the calligraphy transformed into phantom shadows, swirling toward Yun Lingxiu.

Then, as Dugu Yong danced his sword with his right hand, his left swept along the blade to its tip. At that moment, the sword trembled, and a mysterious aura emanated from it, enveloping Dugu Yong.

In truth, success was far from certain—especially since these so-called international experts showed no obvious skill by modern standards.

“It’s nothing!” Nanrong Puchu immediately reached for his money pouch, only to be pulled back by Yun Lingxiu.

Qu Zhi admitted earnestly, “I honestly don’t know what happened.” Last night, he’d selfishly failed to notify Nie Yun first, which gnawed at his conscience.

“You’re so powerful, so why have you allowed the Dingshan Parliament to suppress the Church for so many years?” Hua Jitian asked. He’d had this question since first meeting the Pope, but hadn’t voiced it until now.

Damn, Song Shiyue is clever as a fox—she’s killing two birds with one stone. No way, if Li Yanyan falls into her hands as well, that’ll be a disaster. Li Yanyan has crossed Song Shiyue more than once.

Old Ghost, you have to believe me—this really is just a misunderstanding. I truly want to stay and have children with you.

“Heh, by the way, Wang Hao, will you feel out of place spending the New Year here with us again this year?” Li Xiaoxiao asked.

“I’d better go myself. I want to see how he plans to take those natives away.” Cardinal Soro said.

At the board meeting earlier, everything Tang Huaijin said only muddied the waters—rather than clearing Nan Yu’s name, it further complicated her relationship with Mu Qian.

The car sped along the road, his heart pounding wildly, veins standing out on his clenched hands gripping the steering wheel.

And yet, when that halberd struck, it seemed to stir a cosmic anomaly. It was as if the entire space could not withstand such a weapon; even the endless starry sky would be annihilated beneath its sweep.