129 The Great Demon King 8

The state is attempting to recruit him covertly, hoping to enlist his help in handling matters that cannot be addressed in the public eye. Given the abilities he has demonstrated, these matters are clearly tasks best suited for individual combat—akin to "decapitation" strikes.

Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Xing and Saye had already vanished, causing him to falter and instinctively slow the delivery of his final words.

Suddenly, a gust of wind erupted from a punch, the friction between the fist and the air creating a sharp, piercing sound far louder than the "amplification stone" used moments before.

At that moment, Lei Yin was just outside the hospital room window. Having happened to pass by, he had stopped upon hearing the two arguing and caught their entire conversation.

Amelia Roy provided a reasonable assessment by comparing box office figures, awards, potential, and signature works.

Knowing the man would pass by the tea stall, she feared the martial artist might be harmed by a demon. Unable to help herself, she followed him and, in a flash of inspiration, left a warning in his tea bowl.

However, Chitanda clearly would not let Oreki off so easily. Throughout the walk, she chattered incessantly, mostly consisting of her endless questions. Oreki answered what he knew, and for the rest, he simply replied with "I don't know" to settle the matter.

Upon seeing the arrival of the warships, they were not as unfriendly as they had once been; after all, in name at least, the Seven Warlords were still affiliated with the government.

Before the man could finish speaking, Lei Yin slammed a fist into his face. The man’s entire frame flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood tracing two perfect arcs through the air.

The Security Foundation is a direct subordinate unit of the Security Bureau. Since Yin Yi holds the title of Honorary President, the bureau staff did not rush her, allowing her to chat freely with Xu Guangxi.

That arrogant voice from outside returned. It wasn't even dark yet, and he had already arrived.

She had no interest in managing finances and no leisure time to do so, so she liquidated all of her husband's real estate and stocks. Only after the money was deposited into her account did Deng Yulan realize just how vast the fortune her husband had accumulated truly was.

He looked around and, seeing a piece of clothing peeking out from the corner to the right of the law school entrance, a mocking smile touched his lips.

Soul Capture—a major ability of the Soul-Stealing Sword that Di Shuye had discovered not long ago. He could only control the sword for one such attack at the moment; any more, and his soul power would be insufficient.

To be an idol is to accept such dissatisfaction. If one cannot even endure this, how can one speak of success?

The sky overhead was as clear and blue as a wash, with occasional drifting white clouds and a red sun hanging in the sky, casting a warm glow on his body—it felt exactly like the world outside. Yet, Di Shuye knew this was a separate space, for outside it was already night, while here, it was clearly still midday.

The surrounding crowd curiously crowded around to see what she was doing. When they saw the familiar musical staff, their eyes filled with amazement.

The ranking cards are divided into six levels: A, B, C, D, E, and F. Each level grants access to a different resource arranged by the production team, though no one knows what those resources are.

Because the vast majority of the audience present had come for Xu Chenjun, it would be fine if the performance was good, but if it went poorly, it would be a huge embarrassment.

Due to Li Qi’s conciliatory words, the two seemed to return to their former friendliness, and for a time, both host and guest were well-pleased.

Mu Wanting’s complexion had returned to normal by now, and her peerless beauty left Wu Yi momentarily stunned, not knowing what to say.

Red Young suddenly slammed into He Mei, and as his entire body rolled across the ground, he narrowly dodged the zombie’s sharp claws.

The sensation caused by this press conference exceeded their initial expectations. With orders likely to increase, if they did not expand, the military factory's output would never keep up.

"You?" Xiang Shi was shocked, but there was no time to think. Even his soul could not escape, as that fierce sword qi struck with lethal intent, leaving him no way to dodge.

But there, he saw three Japanese men. Unlike modern Japanese, they were wearing kimonos and carrying large travel bags; they looked completely out of place.

It was evident that Miyamoto Yuu was a martial artist who had reached the Wuji Martial Realm, and furthermore, a peerless Spear Emperor, making him far more terrifying than an average martial artist.

At the same time, Qin Ge’s head began to throb violently. It returned to normal in an instant, yet Qin Ge could clearly sense that a nerve in his brain had become more sensitive—the very nerve that controlled his arm.

Of course, this was also at Mu Wanting’s instruction. If the Martial Arts Alliance seized this shipment of cotton, Wanting would have approved. But after all, it was her own family's property; if her father knew she had notified outsiders to steal it, he would surely be furious.

Seeing this, some began to pity him—without Wu Cuo there to back him up, even someone as clever as Yan Ruyu seemed destined to accept defeat.

Upon hearing these words, everyone in the room changed color, save for Xun You, who cast a profound glance at the gesticulating Yuan Shao and the troubled He Jin.

Speaking of Luo Haochen's affections, Yun Mengxue felt her stomach churn! When had she started saying things like this? Recalling Luo Haochen’s demeanor—at times icy, at times wicked—Yun Mengxue shivered, feeling deeply uncomfortable.

Jin Heyi said, "Far is better. If you ask the Fourth Master, he might even think this is too close." Realizing his tone was off, he shook his head and said no more.

Even so, the moment Wu Hao opened his tightly shut eyes, he was startled by the luxurious lineups on both sides. Looking at the numerous cultivators before him, then back at the Overlord and the fur-clad elder at his side, he remained still.