Chapter 18: Xu Qingcheng's Conditions

"Miss Su, there's no need to be so polite. I didn't do anything special," Lin Yu replied calmly. "Besides, I didn't help you for any reward, and even if you hadn't come to me, I would have ended up in Jinling sooner or later."

Xu Qingcheng!

The image of that stunningly beautiful woman holding a check before him was still vivid in his mind.

...

The three titans, locked in a heated dispute, showed no sign of stopping; who knew how long their argument would drag on. In the chaotic twilight of the Qin Dynasty, the world-renowned general who stood beside only Xiang Yu, the Conqueror of Western Chu, and Han Xin, the God of War, was the era's third great commander.

Er Dan wanted to turn back and argue, but I stopped him with a glance. Pretending not to have heard anything, we all left the factory yard.

The malicious entity still wanted to attack you, but an unconscious gesture saved you. At that moment, you scratched your head vigorously to get rid of the dirt tangled in your hair. Humans possess three flames of yang energy; when you scratch your head forcefully, the yang fire burns brighter, as if pouring gasoline on a blaze.

Song Xiao'e could never have expected such treatment; it was already impressive that the department's PR could keep the public opinion under control. No matter how she pondered, she couldn’t make sense of it, and in the end, could only attribute it to good luck.

Ci Gui dared not delay; he rushed over at once, leaving no chance for anyone to speak, and with a few swift kicks, broke down the young lady's door.

Zong Zhiyi reined in his thoughts, but still offered Ying Ge’er a reassuring glance. There was certainly a secret, or some rare medicine, on Ying Ge’er—he’d already guessed most of it, but he wasn’t foolish enough to snatch it by force. If it ever came to that, he would be the one facing grave danger.

In Lin’s eyes, unless one could completely dominate, pioneering a dungeon in any game was always a thankless task. At least this time, there was a chance to experience it, even if not entirely by choice.

If it were anyone else, they'd be dragged here whether they liked it or not. But this was Feng Xiyin! Never mind whether she could be bound—getting someone into Plum Manor at all was an accomplishment. The mountains were blanketed with plum trees, breathtakingly beautiful, but without a guide, one could wander for a lifetime and never find the way out. Even the most stunning scenery would be wasted.

Sima Yun wielded great authority in the army. As soon as he spoke, all the soldiers composed themselves and reformed their ranks, though their morale was not as strong as before.

"It's simple. Hand over your Sun and Moon Academy token, then leave the Academy immediately." With a strange curve appearing on his lips, Bai Hao spoke with unusual calm, as if stating the most ordinary fact.

Hearing the muffled snickers beside him, and without needing to look to know Wei was gloating as well, Conan felt more and more wretched.

Since Daoist Duobao had already spoken, I dared not slack off. Everyone had just settled down to rest for a moment, but with the order given, there was no help for it. After everyone informed each other, all those above Fifth Calamity but below Ghost Lord gathered together.

This fellow saw through things quite clearly, but it wouldn’t do him any good—in the next moment, I would let him experience what it truly means to wish for death over life.

Dongfang Fengfei was very pleased with the dress and wore it out immediately. She then picked a few more pieces for herself and Zhu’er, and only then left ‘Zhuang’s Tailor’ fully satisfied.

Diablo’s cruel demon visage twisted into a savage grin. “So this is how you struck a deal with that old fraud Mephisto, with your honeyed words. Once I become the Demon Lord, I’ll be sure to have a long talk with him. But for now, if I can’t have what I want, neither can you.”

"Thank you so much for teaching me the health exercises. My waist has felt so much better lately..." said the principal.

"...I can understand the decision you've made, Weina, but I can't agree with it. What happened to our promise never to bow our heads? What happened to being brave? Weina, I really wish I could drag you onto the field myself."