31. The Princess and the Knight

Ruan Li looked at the friend request from Lu Mufeng on her smart terminal and tapped accept.

[Lu Mufeng: Little Li, there are some matters at the military headquarters, and I will be away for a while. I hope you can give this some thought and provide me with an answer when I return.
Ruan Li: Understood. Take care.]

Ruan Li closed her smart terminal. In truth, she had already decided on her answer.

It was a firm no.

Lu Mufeng was the brother of the original Ruan Li, not her own.

Although the current Empress appeared formidable and carried an air of "I am the greatest under the heavens," she was surprisingly easy to get along with.

After Murong Ruo finished bathing and changing, she was too exhausted to even eat; she collapsed onto her bed in the sleeping quarters and slept for a full day and night.

"There must be someone in this convoy who has awakened a metal-type ability," everyone whispered to one another.

"Wenren Junfu, do not overthink this. What we need to do now is investigate the matter at hand thoroughly..." Li Ji emphasized. After saying this, he ignored Wenren Junfu and poured his focus into the map spread out on the ground.

After Gu Xinjue and the others left, only Li Yize and the humanoid program Yujie remained in the vast space. Li Yize hesitated for a long time, preparing to walk away, but was called back by Yujie.

Jiu Ge acted as if she had heard nothing. She sat quietly on the bed, motionless, watching him in silence. Her gaze was like a keen sword, as cold as frost in every respect.

"Are all members of the Morgan family as ill-mannered as you?" the old Duke asked in a deep voice. One could tell by his cold, stern attitude that he held no affection for this man named Ron.

With a single sweep of her arm, the skincare products and cosmetics on the vanity fell to the floor. The jars and bottles hit the ground; those made of thick glass only chipped at the corners, while the thin-walled ones shattered into shards.

She was not like the Empress of those years, burdened by the Beiyou Palace and the You clan, her eyes always filled with complexity and heaviness.

Ten sword strikes were parried, but three inevitably struck home. A vibrant, fiery red flower blossomed from his chest, staining his pristine white robes with blood.

Could it be? Doro seemed to have grasped something. Ignoring Dina, who was fussing over him nearby, he tapped his toes against the ground and flew straight into the Demon Arena.

"You... how dare you call this Prince a stud! Do you realize that with a single word, I could have the heads of your Ye family severed!" Xuan Yuanqi’s face darkened; no man could remain calm upon hearing Ye Zihan describe him in such a way.

Conversely, the Dread Knight remained motionless, seemingly unaffected by the laughter, though the Nightmare he rode could no longer hold its ground; the flaming mane behind its neck had dimmed significantly.

Yuan Zhenxia agreed and got into the car. He watched as Chen Aniu waited until he had driven far away before returning to the house.

Chen Ying heard Wu Kai’s words and was about to say something else when Wu Kai’s phone rang again.

"Ask him! Then help me ask him right now if there is any way to remove the scar on my abdomen. Money is truly not an issue." Upon hearing Dong Yu’s words and seeing her expression, Mrs. Lin knew she was not being deceived, so she impatiently pressed her request.

Paopao, face beaming with joy, burst into the office without knocking and set down two hot-stamped, bright red invitations.

This summer, with the powerful addition of "China's Top Shooter" Zhang Ling and the gradual maturation of "Italy's Rising Star" Gilardino, the overall combat effectiveness of the Parma team saw a qualitative leap, allowing them to rejoin the chaotic fray of the second-tier group.

In that instant, her senses, which had been on the verge of collapse, were largely restored, and her skin became sensitive once more, though she still could not see.

Perhaps it was because he had seen too many dead bodies, or perhaps because the auxiliary computer was effectively controlling the secretions in Wang Ping's brain, but he felt no fear of the potential dangers in the dark. He kept his biological magnetic field scan set to a twenty-five-meter radius, prepared for whatever might occur.