Volume 1: Main Text - Chapter 26: Wailing on such a joyous day is nothing but bad luck.

Isn't that just like when you're street racing, the other car overtakes you in a flash, and then within a few blinks, it’s completely gone?

Hu Dan wasn't stupid; his remark was quite sharp. Lu Xin and the others looked at Meng Qi suspiciously, unsure of what he truly meant.

As it turned out, the two guards standing by the private room said nothing; they merely signaled with sharp glares that he should not linger outside.

These Out-of-Body stage experts had long been unable to restrain themselves, desperate to charge down, but Lu You simply refused to give the order.

"Yes, when I left, I told them to hurry and find the Prince. So, everything I said to him just now was also to buy time," Dodo said.

Finally, Ouyang Hao used only a single move to make Boss Zhou tremble all over. At this moment, Boss Zhou realized exactly what Ouyang Hao meant by "not being able to die even if you want to." Feeling his eyeballs being slowly eroded and cooked by the lime water, the agony made Boss Zhou wish he could just smash his head against something and end it all.

"I went abroad," Liu Laoliu said, smoothing his sparse white hair with a casual, offhand tone—the kind that says, "We travel abroad often, and it's not like we're trying to show off."

"Not yet!" came the voices of Suojin, Baiyu, and Xiaohuang, the three peak Martial Kings, from behind.

"It’s not the time to tell you yet. Wait until you reach the Martial King stage," Hong Jin replied, brushing the question aside.

Chiang Kai-shek’s words were simple, and Bai Chongxi was momentarily stunned. Chiang asking about the military strength ratio between the Nationalist and Communist forces was straightforward, but what did he mean by "subsequent operational thinking"? Was this subsequent thinking related to the continued war against Japan?

Truth be told, if this were a normal world, Jiang Yanhai and his team could plot slowly and ensure every part of their base was fully prepared. The problem was that these Red Mad Wolves would never follow anyone’s rhythm.

Ling Xi drank, but she couldn't sleep. She recalled the wailing and weeping earlier that evening, and how, when she first arrived, she hadn't known how to conduct herself. Later, she decided that since she was already here, she might as well make the best of it and drift along with her Master and Senior Brothers.

The piglet wasn't very big, and he figured Sha Bi hadn't had enough to eat, so he went back to open the freezer and dragged out a lump of zombie meat to feed it.

This wallet was something he had never parted with in his previous life. Now, he could finally confirm that he had truly translocated his physical body here. The 36th brother hadn't arranged any identity for him, meaning that in this parallel world, he was a lone soul with no family, relatives, or friends.

"Besides, I am just jealous. You have so much history with your Junior Sister—all that time in the past—and I have nothing. I don't care, I want to see your Junior Sister," she said, feigning anger.

Under his roar, Chiyou's massive body gradually began to dissipate, finally vanishing completely from the heavens and the earth.

Hearing these words, Xiao Mingna’s face flushed a deep liver-red, unable to believe that Jiang Rou would say such a thing.

Seeing that matters were settled but Gu Yunhong had yet to return, and with the sky growing dark, Ling Xi rose to leave.

In the video, I saw the grave where I had buried my father. Because his death was so suspicious, I hadn't held a grand funeral, and I hadn't even erected a tombstone. Aside from me, no one could identify my father's grave in that chaotic graveyard.

If they weren't related to the Marquis of Ding'an's estate, they probably wouldn't have had the chance to attend this occasion. Of course, they weren't fools; the main reason was likely their background.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, so she sent out invitations, wanting to go to the Princess Anping’s residence to offer her sincere congratulations.

"Do you want to hear my story?" Liu Xinxin’s eyes held a sense of indifference, mixed with a touch of despair.

Black Brother finally understood his boss's earlier actions. A boss is a boss, simply incomparable to people like us, Black Brother thought to himself.

Back then, he was only an inner disciple of Extreme Night. When he was a candidate for the top inner disciple, he was betrayed by a fellow disciple during a mission. It was because Ge Gela happened to pass by and saved him that he survived.

Quan Xi knew that Cheng Luoqian was by his younger brother's side, and his heart eased slightly. It was good that Luoqian was there; otherwise, he wouldn't know how to answer for it when he returned.

One had to understand that a veteran driver like him rarely practiced during the winter break. Perhaps losing to Zhang Yizhi had stung his pride, causing him to train crazily against his usual habits, hoping to regain his dignity on the F1 track.

However, our classmate Xia Kun might have thought things were too simple. Even though tomorrow was New Year's Eve, this was, after all, the birthday party of his beloved.

Although her own mother was also cherished in the palms of her parents and brothers, she still felt that her mother could help her solve the problem at a time like this.

"Because you are like me, both of us project a sense of distance. Two drifting boats are destined to meet," Su Zhichen said to Tan Ruoyu with conviction.

As it turned out, her relatives weren't what she had once thought. She wasn't unloved; she just hadn't been good enough.

It caused her pain, which seemed to lead to an even greater misunderstanding. No, wasn't he just letting her misunderstand it this way?

Qiao Yaran spoke up, and Qiao Weiya gave her mother a thumbs up. Wouldn't that just make someone die of anger?

It was very late, and Su Yile was a bit sleepy. Feeling the man's hand on her head, her eyes grew hazy.

Su Yile looked at Zhou Yuhang in a daze, just about to speak, when a sinister aura suddenly swept over her from beside her.

"Qian Yu, you go ahead and pick out your clothes first. I’m going out to see Brother Youyi," Bai Ze said hurriedly before following him out.

A cold glint flashed in President Guan’s eyes. Since the other party showed no respect at all, he picked it up with great grace and nodded.

The year before last, Yancheng underwent a major crackdown by the authorities, and Zhang Chengshang had no choice but to come to Jiangcheng. Han Ying, the hall master of the Eagle Hall in Jiangcheng, was saved by Zhang Chengshang during an incident, and thus began to rely heavily on him.

"How dare you! With Father above and Jingning below in the Gu residence, when is it your turn to speak?" Lady Xu, having fallen to the ground, shouted at him in astonishment.

Yun Xiyan glanced at Mo Xiang, who was trembling with fear under the Old Matriarch's gaze, and spoke in a calm and respectful tone.

Of course, these were just Jian Xiake's own speculations and could not be taken as fact. If one wanted specifics, perhaps asking the Great Sage Equaling Heaven would reveal the details, but one thing was certain: he might not necessarily tell the truth.

In the midst of speaking, Liu Changsheng swung the horsetail whisk in his hand. The whisk flew up, transforming into a massive beam of light that swept violently across the front.