Chapter 51: A Dog Cannot Change Its Nature

Lin Yu waited for Zhao Qiang’s next response. As long as Zhao Qiang dared to say another word, no matter what it was, Lin Yu’s hand would land on his face without the slightest hesitation.

After Lin Yu finished speaking, Zhao Qiang found it even harder to maintain his composure. If he opened his mouth, he feared Lin Yu would strike him again; if he stayed silent, he risked losing face in front of so many people. At that moment, his gaze swept toward someone who had previously sided with him…

“Dragon Envoy’s Set: Dragon Soul Belt?” The Dragon Envoy’s Set was the only set belonging to the Dragon Envoy; legend had it that once the entire Dragon Soul Set was assembled, it would become a super artifact capable of surpassing the Supreme God. The moment the Master of Dark Alma came back to himself, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, shooting straight at the bandit boss, Ma Daha, standing nearby.

She climbed onto Shangguan Ao of her own accord, then met his lips with her burning kiss, and their passion burst into flames.

To become a king takes a hundred years; to become an emperor, a thousand. For a nation to rise to the rank of a kingdom, it needs at least a century—this refers to the time required for true growth. The prerequisite, of course, is that you’re already a kingdom. It’s not that any fiefdom can become a kingdom in a hundred years; rather, even a kingdom still needs a hundred years to become a true one.

Yang Ruoli could not understand Qin Fengzhan’s excitement and found it rather laughable. What right did he have to claim he treated her well? In what way had he ever been good to her? He had only played with her feelings, again and again giving her hope, only to hurt her each time. He had never truly given anything of himself.

Though she’d long imagined the moment they would meet again, she hadn’t expected it to be in a hospital room.

After wandering aimlessly through the streets for a while, Yang Ruoli finally decided to return to her own home—the apartment Qin Fengzhan had bought for her, now occupied by Li Yuetong.

The wolfdog lunged fiercely at Su Ran, but a long chain restrained it. When Su Ran dodged into a corner, the dog was just a hair’s breadth away, unable to reach her.

No one could say for certain whether this patient with a concussion would develop amnesia; if he wandered outside, he might not even find his way home. Should anything happen, the hospital would bear full responsibility.

In an instant, upon hearing the long howl of the Master of Dark Alma, all the Alma guards and Flame Almas knelt as one, joining in the howl, celebrating the Master’s restored power.

Under the protection of the Imperial Guards, those inside quietly descended the stairs. Though they knew Lord Tang’s ambush was thorough, fear and anxiety gripped them, and none dared linger.

“Who cares about your height, weight, or age? Forget it, say what you like,” Prince Qing said with a dismissive curl of his lips.

She had her reasons for speaking thus. If a club were to abolish its competitive system, wouldn’t players have nothing to fear from relegation? They could idly muddle through, lacking any drive to improve.

When Guan Jinlin spoke with Wang Guolun and Kan Dali, he deliberately did not avoid Kazuno Kiyoshi, intending to plant a seed in his mind and inspire his initiative.

Should anyone deliberately incite conflict with the Volcano Tribe again, I will show no mercy. They must understand that behind the honor of the warrior lies responsibility and obedience.

Takenouchi Kuma was an eccentric, fond of carving out a secret chamber for himself in the operating room; anyone with keen eyes could guess his intent.

I removed the noose from its neck. I had put it on in the first place to prevent it from running wild, out of control and into unknown dangers.

But this had nothing to do with the Hanmen team; with the players’ passage, everyone entered smoothly.

I called to it. It hesitated for a moment, glanced back at its companions, but in the end followed me. It seemed to have made a habit of this.

These days, they had survived on whatever wild vegetables they could find. If this went on, even if the assassins didn’t kill them, they would eventually starve to death right here.