Volume 1, Chapter 62: Making a Wager

Ever since learning that little Yuyu was sick today, this person had been exceptionally silent, lost in thought once more, looking like a lifeless octopus.

"What is wrong with you? It is one thing that you usually ignore me, but why are you not saying a single word when going to visit Yuyu?"

"Do you think I was wrong?"

"What?"

Lu Qingyu walked over to the balcony window, looked at the bustling people passing by below, and stopped speaking.

Xingli followed him to the window and looked down at the street.

"If you are talking about yesterday's training, I want to say yes. Although I can understand you and know you had Yuyu's best interests at heart, I do not agree with your methods.

It was far too radical.

Yuyu is different from us, she is simply..."

Su Qingfeng was not a person's name, but a net ID. Every hacker in Celadon knew it was a resounding name. Although his ladder ranking had now dropped to 13th, he had long occupied the 7th position in his early years and was widely recognized as a super hacker.

"Huzi's mother, if you don't know the facts, stop talking nonsense. That girl is not the murderer," old Liu squatted on the ground, smoking his old dry tobacco pipe.

Qin Fan did not feel that Feng Jue was looking down on him when she said his attire was unsuitable for a wedding banquet. Having hung around Feng Jue for so many years, his perspective and cultivation had inevitably been influenced to some extent.

Lu Chengxuan indeed had matters to attend to, so she did not exchange polite and hypocritical pleasantries with Ji Changle, immediately hurrying toward Cai Qingyu's room.

This sensation lasted for nearly two minutes before Cen Jiunian's falling speed gradually slowed down. At this point, Cen Jiunian was even able to slowly adjust her posture in mid-air. Just as she finished turning her body over, with a muffled thump, she landed sideways onto a hard patch of ground.

Back then, Lu Chengxuan had just entered the residence along with Madam Yu, and at that time, everything about the Lu family was completely unfamiliar to her.

After taking a look, Yang Chao felt a slight sense of disappointment—not exactly disappointment, but rather a lack of novelty. The interior furnishings were practically identical to the preparation rooms they had used during the third-stage selection trials, just with a larger space.

When Luo Jing arrived, he saw Prime Minister Luo's pale face and his absent-minded, soul-drained expression. He took the letter from the prime minister's hands and read it carefully.

Gao Wenyu had not fed Gao Li anything improper, but what kind of place was the Ministry of Punishments? Could anyone who entered that place ever hope to come out unscathed?

When it was Huang Dongping's turn, his tone changed completely, crying out sarcastically. Among all the senior executives, he was the only one without shares; how much money the company made had nothing to do with him, and besides, the mere sight of Hu Chao's face irritated him.

The six people who got out of the Dodge Ram followed the Long father and son into the interior of the resort, and Long Zihao arranged their accommodations.

To be fair, the old lady's behavior just now was indeed far too dangerous, giving the driver a terrible scare. If an elderly person were to suffer any mishap, a mere thousand or eight hundred yuan would hardly suffice to settle the matter, so it was no wonder the driver was so furious.

"Strange! What is going on here?" Launching an attack without condensing spirit crystals was something never heard of in the world of spirit masters! Mu Yu could not help looking at his own hands in puzzlement.

"What nonsense clone! You old dog, what are you spouting? Your lord here is the number one saint son of the Ancient Desolate World, your saint son grandfather!" The beggar man, upon merging with his clone, felt the oppressive force bearing down on the Emperor in Stone instantly vanish. Remembering that he had almost been refined and devoured by the other party just moments before, he burst into a string of fierce curses.

Ling Tian casually grabbed a beer bottle from the table and slowly walked toward the spiked-hair punk. "Smash..." The beer bottle struck the punk's head, and fresh blood immediately gushed out, looking gruesome and terrifying.

From this moment on, Ling Tian truly experienced the formidable aura of this leader and captain, whose strength surpassed that of several other leaders combined.

Chu Yan had not been idle since last night; he had been investigating KJ's background information. It hadn't taken long for him to dig up every single detail about KJ with absolute clarity.

Ten thousand men charged out from the north gate, and the soldiers atop the city walls did their utmost to coordinate by raining arrows down. For a moment, the combat power of this ten-thousand-strong garrison slightly surpassed that of the barbarian soldiers.

This time I did not use the Swift Thunder Fierce Gale technique. Against an expert, the same move can only be used once; repeating an old trick might shatter Snow Moon's championship dream.

"Killing you does not require me to do it myself," Zhou Mi sneered, his face filled with utter disdain, as if saying that making you disappear is far too easy for me.

What should she do? Not only had she safely appeared in the capital, but she had also securely become a coroner of the Northern Suppression Commandant's Office?! With Fu Heng's protection, wouldn't she remain in the capital indefinitely? If her past acquaintances were to see her, there was no telling what kind of storms it might stir up.

The entire situation in the capital of Chu was currently on a knife-edge, with everyone's nerves stretched taut. Empress Wang was growing increasingly powerful in the inner palace, and the men sent by Chu Huotian could not ferret out any news from within.

"My dear, when are your sisters coming over? They are treating people like dirt; look at my friends, they have all turned into giraffes," Huang Zhenghai said, shaking his head as Zhang Wu and the others wore expressions of fervent anticipation.

Haruko Sasaki from the Sunflower Racing Team had continuously overtaken twenty-five cars, climbing all the way from 36th on the starting grid to 10th place.

"Why are there so many people? Could that banestar have arrived?" Xu Qianwei raised her head, saw the crowd before her, and loudly demanded that the banestar give her an autograph.

The opponent's Mahayana-stage cultivation realm offered not even a chance to dodge before Master Ziyang cut him neatly into two pieces.

From Luo Li's room came the voices of his father, Luo Zhuoyang, talking with his mother. Luo Li, who had originally intended to rush out of the room, turned ashen-faced upon hearing their conversation.

Of course, he also remembered that an even larger [Chen Yin Stone Jade] was in Fang Zhongran's possession. However, once Fang Zhongran obtained that jade plate and experienced its miraculous effects, he naturally would not yield it to anyone else.

The car window rolled down in a split second, revealing a handsome, refined, and striking face. "You are the obstetrician Lou Yufei?" The man's husky, deep, and magnetic voice made Lou Yufei involuntarily take a few extra glances at him.

Sylvia's final thoughts lingered in her mind, but Cha Cha forcefully cast them away along with that handsome face. Her idol was the most handsome in the entire world, and no one could compare.