Chapter 39

This left Nangong Yan unable to distinguish for a moment whether all of this was reality or merely a dream.

The Drum Kingdom is a realm with relatively advanced medical capabilities among the various nations. With medicine as its primary field of research, the entire country boasts numerous outstanding doctors dedicated to developing new, specialized drugs, producing a vast quantity of such treatments every year.

Yan Che was also in the Underworld Palace. Before she and Meng Po reached the main hall, they saw Yan Che’s upright figure.

Mo Li’s gaze fell upon Luo Zixiao, who stood behind the old man. That handsome face no longer held its previous arrogance; in its place were anxiety and worry, with a faint hint of pleading visible in his eyes.

Is life truly held in such low regard here? To kill at will, to dispose of people as one pleases—is this truly the strictly disciplined imperial palace it claims to be? Is it not, in reality, a vivid slaughterhouse?

"You! You! Fire!" Upon seeing Doflamingo’s disdainful demeanor, a surge of rage welled up in the lieutenant, and he couldn't help but shout.

Ran Deng had originally intended to use his magical power to resist, but finding the two golden dragons unstoppable, he quickly used an earth-escape technique to flee, leaving his white deer to be sliced in two by the Golden Dragon Scissors.

She was truly humiliated and vexed, filled with anger, yet no matter how she struggled, it was to no avail.

It must be said that Doflamingo’s favoritism toward Law was so extreme that even Trebol, who had followed him from the very beginning, felt a twinge of jealousy.

Furthermore, regarding Charlie’s request for a large supply of military equipment, the Prince countered that he could only provide thirty percent for the time being; imperial armaments had to be prioritized for the main combat legions, as the empire was currently in a period of heavy mobilization.

Moreover, the item had always been priceless and unavailable, and even with hundreds of millions of contribution points, one might not be able to purchase a single drop of the Primordial Cold Polar Water.

These two Duke’s mansions were not only granted to founding heroes, but were also the ancestral home of the late Empress Xu—the Emperor’s original wife—and the maternal family of the Crown Prince, making them imperial relatives of the highest order.

Lin Feng’s bones, muscles, and blood were strengthening crazily, increasing tenfold and a hundredfold. This first life-leap had yielded surprisingly good results; at this rate of transformation, he would be fully evolved in just over a month.

Zhang Gong moved like a phantom; with a "whoosh," he had already darted behind Lin Wudi and struck out with a heavy palm.

"Qizhe, we won't be heading straight home later, will we?" Asuka blinked her beautiful, large eyes as she looked at Wu Qizhe.

At that moment, a tall, imposing figure in mysterious black robes suddenly walked over, bumped into the pockmarked man, and headed upstairs without even a glance.

"Very well, notify him to assist Miao Lang with all his might. If this matter is handled beautifully, we will shed much less blood!" Fang Hao said with a serious expression.

Fortunately, given Wang Zheng’s current cultivation level, and with the Great Sage Equaling Heaven’s arrival time unknown, these two powerful deterrents ensured that order remained within controllable limits.

"What a grand game of chess." Wang Zheng shook his head with a bitter smile. He was not yet qualified to participate in a layout that had been planned for countless ages.

Qin Zhan walked over in a languid manner, his shirt buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up casually.

In astonishment, the crowd asked questions in a chaotic flurry. Those with sharp eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of a ferocious beast’s shadow within the white light.

Lin Rongwei felt that something was off again. In the past, Qin Zhonghe had called him "Old Lin," which carried a sense of intimacy, but now he called him "Engineer Lin"—cold and distant, creating an invisible barrier between them.

An Xia nodded, eating mooncakes with Laidi, as the two enjoyed a warm Mid-Autumn Festival in advance.

At these words, the sobbing stopped immediately, as no one could bear the blame for worsening the old master’s condition.

Although her previous visit had been hurried, she had a good memory and, having been attentive, had memorized the general layout of the surroundings, which allowed her to correspond with her great-grandfather’s explanations.

Xiao Mo felt a massive force violently push him away. He hurriedly used the Cloud Movement Technique to steady his stance and looked toward Ming and Yue.

Xiao Jingsheng shook hands with Ma Liya. Ma Liya felt a bit puzzled: An Xia’s mother and father had the surnames Xiao and Huo, so why did neither of them share a surname with An Xia? What was going on? Wang Lei was equally confused, but no one asked.

However, the Zheng family had only this one son, and with his official position now in jeopardy, things would be dire if his son proved incompetent.

Because he was staying in a place arranged by Chen Zixuan, he bypassed the dormitory assignment process and went directly to report to his designated class.

Just like that, in the center of the office, he held her for a long time. But in the end, he had to let go.

"Stop looking, go back to the team, grab your gear, and leave this place immediately," Sheng Shiyao ordered in a deep voice. His grim expression proved that the situation was dire.

However, this news had not yet spread far, so others were unaware that Mu Xia’s work had been selected by the Gutai Group. Yet, somehow, Jin Peng had managed to find out.

On the other side, Sheng Shiyao had initially ignored him, but the next second, I couldn't help but scream in agony—a pain like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart struck, spreading throughout my body. In my peripheral vision, Sheng Shiyao had frozen in his tracks and was rushing toward me.

Yun Chu was bumped by her and hurriedly reached out to support herself on the nearby vanity to steady her footing.

Sun Zhuo had said that this "grudge" would definitely be repaid. By such a coincidence, Kobe was set to miss the game against the Rockets, and on the day of the game, even head coach Rudy Tomjanovich would be absent. Sun Zhuo would have absolute authority to go one-on-one with McGrady.

Jiang Yao spoke a few words, but seeing her son remained motionless, she didn't notice An Nuan until Aunt Xue tugged at her sleeve.

Lu Chengxi brushed An Nuan’s nose with his finger, his voice filled with doting affection, his eyes holding a tenderness reserved only for her.

The man tilted his neck slightly, holding the syringe above his head. Directly above him was the IV bag for Yin Feiran. The man aimed the needle at the IV line and plunged it in violently.

The fire in Gu Shaochen’s heart burned ever more fiercely; did she find it troublesome to even comfort her former husband?

Luo Feng’s figure turned into a wisp of flowing clouds and vanished with the wind, reappearing hundreds of meters away.