Chapter 33: Misplaced Anger

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Mistaking the moment to be ripe, Black Panther originally intended to raise a toast, but Liu Yan suddenly placed her chopsticks between him and Black Panther, stopping him from speaking further.

“Oh dear, what’s wrong with you?” Zi Zhongyu asked, noticing Qing Ming’s face turning red with suppressed emotion, her concern betrayed only by the smile in her eyes.

The sun slowly set, casting a chilling aura over the Demon Realm. For the creatures of this dark world, night was falling; yet for the beings of spirit, this marked the beginning of the hunt.

So far, Ye Cheng had not chosen anything that betrayed his true heart; every decision he made was a choice of the heart, following his own path.

“On the day of the grand wedding comes the time of blood sacrifice. You must proceed with caution on this journey. To break this predicament, you must find one person—only he is the greatest variable in this eternal calamity,” Wu said calmly.

“Don’t be polite. From now on, just order as many portions as you want. Honestly, you’re affecting others’ business,” Chen Lixue said with a somewhat unfriendly tone.

“I’m going down to check. You absolutely must not come down,” the police officer driving the car said, pulling out his gun and turning to warn Huang Fei behind him.

After all, even if those people had been momentarily excited and let slip because they were invited by Ying Mie, the top expert, to fight together, without prior strategy or inside information, how could they have so accurately targeted so many to strike at once?

Suddenly, the sound of barking dogs caught his attention. Without hesitation, he ran to a stray dog emerging from around the corner and kicked it before turning and running away.

Tang Can knew that Li Xi’s words were just out of anger; if they were to reconcile, it would take some time. Precisely because of this, he had more time, and he was determined to investigate his son’s affairs no matter what.

Ye Tian understood Ye Xiaoming’s meaning—it was simply a reminder not to covet the Ye family’s wealth.

Beneath the Son of Heaven, there were countless princes one step away from the throne, yet that single step was often insurmountable for a lifetime.

After arranging the other accompanying envoys and soldiers, Rong Xiao used the excuse of discussing martial arts and military strategy with the Ninth Prince to follow Mu Cang and Yan Li to the Ninth Prince’s mansion.

No one spoke ill of others at the assembly; the elders exchanged meaningful glances, agreeing it was not too late to select suitable candidates during the upcoming election.

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Thus, the Gu Lin Sect had always regarded them as a thorn in their side, but they had yet to engage in a direct confrontation.

Bill’s smile faded as he looked up at the gloomy sky, feeling the sporadic raindrops mixed in the wild wind, his mood souring.

He was shaken by the dream described by Luo Qing, lips pressed to the teacup but utterly still.

Shu Jian Yue shrugged and stepped aside, seemingly indifferent, but the slight tilt of her ear betrayed her true attention.

If not for the eerie nature of this cursed lake, this place would be the most beautiful scene in the world—unmatched.

Liu Qingyang was somewhat baffled, glancing at “Liu Lu” with confusion, suddenly hesitating.

However, Chen Xi was keenly aware that these Japanese had at least one goal: to reclaim the Guihai Liuli Blade that had been seized from them.

Chen Ming felt awkward when his inner thoughts were brought up, ignoring the comment, while Zhong Guolong beside him looked as if he wanted to laugh.

The magnificent Milky Way overhead astounded both of them, leaving them momentarily speechless.

Arriving at a hotpot restaurant on the second floor, I chose a window seat and then had Liu Yun call Chen Jiaojiao over.

“Fool! Do you really think this is true? It’s just a fake ID! Take a closer look,” Chen Xi sneered. Even without agent training, this was obvious.

“Take him down for me!” Wuhanjina waved her hand, quickly charging at Si Zhan, whom she had only been observing moments before.

“Damn! If she had exploded among us, I guess we brothers would only get a ceremonial burial in the cemetery!” Bullet grimaced.

“Big brother and third brother are bullying me!” Si Qiao jumped off Si Mu’s back, stamping her feet, blushing as she ran away.

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If one could purchase some assets for investment, that would be good. Even if no profit was made, preserving value would still be beneficial.

Even when with Ning Yang, she had not truly given her heart; she only chose to be with him because she needed someone to rely on.

Although Garuda solemnly promised to save Xu Mei, Chu Mu’s heart remained unsettled.

Deng Yanda silently blamed Guo Moruo for revealing their private conversation. Knowing Jiang Jieshi well, Deng knew he would not let Guo off lightly.

Gradually, Ram noticed his sister Qiongda’s belly growing bigger day by day. Bringing her to the village’s old Tibetan doctor, they learned she was four months pregnant.

Hearing Ning Yang’s words, Hu Xuansha leapt up in anger, then returned to the void. With a hand gesture, the sky erupted in fierce winds as Hu Xuansha’s magic surged out, transforming into a sandstorm that swept toward Ning Yang.

During two days of quiet meditation, Han Zheng pondered the first realm of the Dragon Fist. Though not fully comprehended, he had already gained great insight.

At the time, almost everyone believed the Sword Sect’s Nameless was doomed, but Long Yuqing believed such a true man would not die.

After chatting briefly with his master, the two of us made do and slept in the shop that night. There was no more sound of Ram’s crying.

Judging by appearances, his own state seemed unstable, likely to lose control at any moment.