Volume One, Chapter 74: Was the Affection Previously Confessed, True or False?

The veins on the back of his hand stood out, and the half-exposed joints were beautifully shaped. Her fingertips rested lightly on the back of his hand, their hands together as exquisite as a work of art.

Beautiful.

Afraid of waking him, Su Li withdrew her fingers as soon as she finished taking the photo. Then, treading softly, she slipped out of his room, gently closed the door, returned to her bedroom and adjusted the photo before posting it to her social feed.

She wrote no caption, just posted the picture.

She wondered if Bai Zhiyao would be so angry upon seeing the photo that she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.

Su Li grinned with satisfaction.

Mo Xingyuan leaned against the headboard, looking at the post Su Li had just made. The hand she’d held twitched slightly, as if it still retained her warmth.

She was so...

Huang Qi was utterly terrified. Long Hao’s strength far exceeded anything he’d imagined, especially the formidable figure at Long Hao’s side, who seemed to be not just at the Rule Realm, but perhaps its very peak.

After leaving behind a warning, the three figures in black robes departed the conference room of the Abnormal Alliance headquarters, watched by Guo Yuanhang, and headed to a room on a lower floor.

“I’m sure everyone has made some new acquaintances and has witnessed the strength of others,” Zhang Xiaolong began calmly, then his tone shifted.

After the sea urchin was grilled, chopped shiso was sprinkled on top. Nanae Hashimoto picked a few pieces onto a plate and handed it to Qin Han.

Zhou You was just a police dog now, and he felt neither responsibility nor obligation to concern himself with so much. As for things unseen, he’d rather turn a blind eye.

Zhou You watched coldly. This blond guy was disgustingly hypocritical, fawning over Mi Xue in a way that made Zhou You’s heart burn with irritation.

Without summoning the Phantom Flame, Long Hao was no match for a Star Lord; the gap between their realms was too vast for anything else to make up for it.

Mist City was mountainous; most buildings were nestled against the slopes, and the undulating terrain rendered maps nearly useless. After all, maps were flat, but Mist City was three-dimensional.

“We’re leaving at first light tomorrow! I don’t want to stay another minute in this godforsaken place,” Chu Feiyang cursed angrily.

Planck was born on the stormy sea, his father an infamous and brutal pirate.

But Fang Shiyu didn’t believe it; in his mind, Master Qingyun couldn’t possibly be a good man, since, as far as Fang Shiyu was concerned, men with squinting eyes never were.

The middle-aged man gestured politely to Wang Dalong and Lin Kai, inviting them into his home for lunch.

Though it was a live broadcast, with Zhan Shen present, Xu Lang and the others didn’t dare utter a word, keeping their heads down and playing their game, which earned them endless ridicule from the viewers for being cowards.

Fang Xuan wore a bright red wedding robe, his black hair neatly draped down his back. He was strikingly handsome, his demeanor bold and impressive, with eyes sharp and features chiseled, exuding a vigorous energy.

“Why waste words with her? Did she ask you again to introduce her to your cousin?” Guo Wan came over, looking at Gu Nian disdainfully.

Any one of these magical items would be a rare fortune. With such a large piece of thunderstruck wood, several could be forged, with plenty left over.

Xu Heng couldn’t bear it—he didn’t want his words to wound Dong Tiankuo.

Fang Shiyu saw that Hunqiu wasn’t faking it. According to Hunqiu, it had only existed for a hundred thousand years or so, but judging by Fang Rui’s current state, he was likely a figure from the ancient Immortal Age.

With those words, everyone’s heart tightened—they weighed the pros and cons. The Monster Emperor had just sealed the mountain, and now the elite disciples were to be sent in. Wasn’t this sending sheep into a tiger’s mouth?

The cook could tell the scholar wasn’t lying, so he took the silver coins the scholar had tossed, supported the unconscious Li Maocai, and walked off into the distant darkness.

Sima Ang remained cautious, his hand always resting on the soft sword at his waist. It was hard for him to believe, torn between trusting this Grand General of Chu and his own instincts to be wary. Yet these two contradictory men could sit together and talk in such harmony.

Qin Muyang had cared for Chu Qiao for six years. In those six years, every time Chu Qiao fell ill, Qin Muyang was by her side.

He had heard this tune countless times, but the only one that ever truly captivated him was the melody drifting from the courtyard.

When Master Dugu saw a fire avatar identical to Mo Tian appear before their eyes, though he spoke calmly, his heart was already filled with terror. Despite his efforts to conceal it, Mo Tian still caught a trace of his fear.

Liu Yun sneered. Although she hadn’t entirely achieved her goal today, now Liu Yue was about to divorce Chu Yuxuan. Add to that the look of helpless misery Liu Yue had shown earlier, and Liu Yun felt nothing but delight.

Shang Fangyan wore a blue shirt, a light gray sweater, dark casual trousers, and a dark overcoat. Though the colors were simple and ordinary, they became dazzling and radiant on him, making him strikingly handsome.

“Sorry, I’m not familiar with those ranked below me. May I ask who you are?” Brother De looked down at Ji Mao and asked.

After changing into a qipao and applying light makeup, Chu Qiao went out with Shang Yan. Seeing Chu Qiao dressed a touch more formally, the corners of her mouth curved in a happy smile.

When Duke Rhine founded the Storm Kingdom, he relied on cunning and seized the throne by force. To consolidate his rule, he took many measures, one of which was to suppress the commoners and instill in them a deep reverence for the nobility, thus preventing them from ever interfering in noble affairs.

Now, Commander Wu Xiang of Liaodong had been killed by his hand, Frontline Commander Zu Dashou had also fallen, and only Commander Song Wei of Shanhaiguan remained, suffering defeat after defeat. Upon his return, the court would surely seek to place blame, and it was likely Song Wei would soon lose his position as well.

“It’s me!” The voice was somewhat familiar. When he slowly removed his hat and revealed his face, my heart finally settled back into my chest.