Chapter 37

"We are from the local branch's public security brigade. This is a routine inspection; get your manager out here," Liu Jinxin stated, flashing his credentials with professional authority.

"Don't be too impressed by me; I know I'm amazing." Heya couldn't help but laugh in his presence, her expression brimming with smug delight.

"Greetings everyone. I'm sure you all know me, so I won't bother with introductions!" The speaker was Randall, the external spokesperson for the Saint Light family. He was essentially the family's mouthpiece, handling all their public-facing affairs.

Baiyouliuxi let out a long sigh. This was far from ideal, but he would have to wait. Once he was done with his business, he would properly deal with her.

Upon hearing these people announce their sects, Huang Tian and Chen Hu’s expressions turned noticeably scornful. These two were already mocking the Taiqing Red Sword Sect; smaller sects were beneath their notice.

Sun Zhihui curled his lips slightly at this, his gaze sweeping toward a van parked in a nearby corner. A fleeting, imperceptible smile danced across his face.

The two of them—one a thief, the other a lecher—looked utterly repulsive together, yet they were a uniquely matched pair.

"Darn, did I do this? That can't be right, can it?" Li Chen slowly descended from the sky, dumbfounded. He stared at the scene he had caused—a devastation resembling a sudden gale—his mouth agape in disbelief.

"I see. I suppose you two uncles also know that I was the one who let the bandit leader Zhang Detei go." Li Chen paused, his mind quickly catching up to the situation.

However, Zining had entered this battle specifically to force himself to his limits, so he did not take a single step back.

Several burly men, their pressure points struck, could only watch helplessly as Su Nan systematically scavenged the money from their persons.

Chen Ting turned around, puzzled, waiting for Mewtwo to continue. "Can you teach me how to improve my strength? I want to become stronger." Mewtwo deliberately lowered its voice, clearly unaccustomed to seeking help from a human.

Otherwise, how could he have risen so meteorically in such a short time? From an obscure, ordinary member of the God Clan, he had leaped to become a lord, and was even conferred the title of Marquis of Heavenly Destiny.

Although Lin Ruofeng had been apprehensive the first time he reached out—fearing the cat might go berserk and scratch or bite Miaomiao—everything thankfully trended in a positive direction.

The next moment, the Cold Moon Frost Blade carved a brilliant, snowy arc through the void, slashing viciously down toward the dark green giant eagle.

The God-Slaying Sword was peerlessly sharp and surged with divine power. With a single strike, it shattered three weapons at once. Lin Tian employed a flight technique, vaulted out, kicked a Tiger Demon to death, and with a backhanded swing, decapitated two more.

Earth Soul Bead: A divine artifact saturated with terrestrial yin energy. It has many uses. If integrated into a weapon, it can significantly enhance its power. If melted into armor, it can maximize the defensive capabilities of the gear.

This news spread rapidly across the internet. Those who had been wavering immediately made up their minds to ask for leave so they could return home to watch the match.

Though he harbored doubts about the Heavenly Mystery Emperor, these people were all considered his elders in this lifetime. According to his mother, Nangong Xingyue, they had helped her a great deal.

Han Shang gritted his teeth, his face tight and his expression one of righteous indignation. Yet, it must be said, his gnashing teeth made him look rather adorable.

Zhang Yongye’s thoughts were complex. He hadn't expected Bai Weiming and Pei Hongyi to cause such a commotion just to rescue him. Feeling both touched and helpless, he could only hope the Orthodox Emperor would display the resolve of a tyrant, ignore the voices of the commoners, and stubbornly insist on his execution.

It was truly rare. He hadn't felt this kind of emotion in so long, yet here it was, triggered by him.

Deep down, there seemed to be another voice he couldn't suppress—a voice that, from the bottom of his heart, hoped he could be a good man.

Tang Fengya didn't want to dwell on it anymore. For many, living a life like this must be truly agonizing.

After waking up, Tang Fengya hurried to the mirror, but all she saw was her own young reflection.

Li Wen and Wang Xun rushed in, fearing Hu Yidao had done something to Li Linfu. Seeing Li Linfu merely troubled, the two retreated from the room, disheartened.

The two men spoke with great animation. Li Longji was in high spirits, and Li Mu was even more excited. What had started as a messy affair with Li Longji had unexpectedly turned into a wonderful opportunity for Li Bai.

"Still complaining? Once you've served a shift before the throne, you'll know the benefits," another veteran eunuch shot him a glare.

He nodded in satisfaction at Lei Lei's performance, feeling that choosing Lei Lei as the core of the team might be the only right thing his younger brother had ever done.

The method for preventing smallpox, while proposed by Jiang Xian, had become a matter of state once the Emperor made a decision in court. If Guo Ruike tried to circumvent the law, and Jiang Xian were truly seduced into pleading with the Emperor, she would be inviting disaster upon herself.

"I'm not like them. I don't want to lose all my men here," Wang Yaqiao replied, ignoring the question as he led his people away.

"This one is quite good. May I ask the price?" Despite liking it immensely, he still felt compelled to ask.

The Lonely Swordsman gripped his dagger at his waist, gathered his strength, and unleashed a powerful attack, the sharp blade piercing the Alpha Wolf's body.