Volume One, Chapter Sixty-Four: Do I Need to Remind You That You Are Married?

Mo Xingyuan’s sudden appearance caught Su Li completely off guard. She had never imagined he would show up here, especially under such circumstances. In that instant, she felt an acute embarrassment, as though she’d been caught in the act of betrayal.

“Jie jie!” In his frenzied state, Wu Hao had lost all reason. He seemed almost oblivious to his own weakening strength and, facing Wang Chizha’s powerful punch, reached out to block it head-on.

When the ambulance arrived, the Wang brothers also came forward. Only after hearing Nangong Ku’s words did they notice Feng Jingshu. Moreover, her voice was soft and sweet, warming the heart. Upon hearing it, Lin Feng’s anger dissipated by half.

The starter’s call for the athletes to prepare reached Eddie Tolan’s ears, filling him with a strange sense of ceremony. Suddenly, the entire stadium felt solemn to him, and his competitors beside him seemed like the knightly statues in the plaza, exuding a fierce, martial aura.

Yan Shang noticed the worry on Lei Dong’s face but misunderstood the cause. He thought Lei Dong had snuck out today behind the Ma family head’s back, and, having taken Liu Yan’er with him for all to see, feared they’d be punished if they ran into the family head upon returning.

“Could she really have suffered such a crushing defeat?” Nangong Ku exclaimed in surprise at Lu Shaoqian’s tone. Lu Shaoqian’s qualifications were beyond question, his character impeccable. To encounter such a good man—shouldn’t Gu Man have seized the chance immediately? What was she thinking?

The commander on site tried to reorganize the encirclement, but as he pressed the Eagle Squad agents, he was shot in the head by Li Tie from the rooftop. With their leader lost and their courage shattered, few dared show themselves. Thus, Ye Hao easily broke through and left the scene.

His true intention was to use the sandstorm generated by his comeback technique to block the Bei family trio’s sight and spiritual perception, preventing them from aiding one another.

“Mr. Chen, you don’t object to the Royals relocating to New York?” Lester Harris asked instinctively.

The road cleared by Five Continents Pharmacy was barely fifty or sixty meters. For professional sprinters, that meant a six-second dash—barely time for a single cheer to ring out.

“I won’t lose!” Li Xiaoyao smiled faintly, coldly picking up where Qin Ze left off.

Just then, shouts of alarm came through the earpieces from the command center. On the screen, Old Cat, who had just hurled a dagger, suddenly sprang up and sprinted madly toward the national border, ten meters away.

At that moment, the bandit leader was utterly broken—wanting to speak but not daring to, desperate to survive under the gang’s hands, yet terrified that talking would bring retribution from the powers behind them. In that case, not even nine lives would suffice; even a cat’s nine lives would be whittled away, one by one.

He had long worried that if he advanced too quickly, he would draw unwanted attention from the old man and the North Underworld Palace.

The physician, hearing Chu Xingyue’s words, quickly bowed low, sending off the anxious Crown Princess.

“The report I got was that each of you put a bullet straight through the head of Phoenix and the Lone Wolf B team. Why does your story now not match up?” Fan Tianlei asked in a low, grave voice.

Most of the soldiers who went to the Northern Song world had been away from the main realm for over three years. Now, returning, how could they not be moved?

Elder Lu was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed. He rolled on the spot and sprang to his feet, narrowly escaping Liao Yin’s lethal blow.

A thunderous crash sounded as the earth split open—a trench five fathoms wide and bottomless, carved by a single thrust of a spear.