Volume 1, Chapter 40: Loving Someone Is Impossible to Hide

"Brother Huaichuan, I have to practice calligraphy later, and I don't want to get my hands dirty... Could you feed me?"

Song Huaichuan laughed.

Shen Zhiyi’s eyes lit up, thinking she had a chance. But then she heard Song Huaichuan say:

"Don't even think about it."

Shen Zhiyi’s face fell instantly.

Song Huaichuan laughed again.

"I’ll find something to pack it up in so you can take it back to eat later."

The two ate a simple meal, a soup made from a type of fruit. It was sweet and sour and delicious; Xia Yu drank two full bowls at once.

Jin Ye understood what the pirates were saying, and his expression changed. Using the reflection from a piece of broken glass, he could clearly see the movements of the three pirates.

A new overseas titan was rising like the scorching sun, a demonic powerhouse that had climbed to the top by stepping on the head of the Yin-Yang Wuji Sect. Terrifying, formidable, and not to be provoked—this was the thought echoing in the minds of countless overseas martial artists.

Emperor of Slaughter, Emperor of Bloodlust, and Emperor of Life-Chasing were all left speechless upon hearing this. The three gazed at Shangguan Xiaoyao, their eyes filled with infinite admiration.

"This is not a good thing, so I’m sorry!" As Steve was about to crash into the wall to commit suicide, the surrounding walls suddenly warped and twisted, as if they had turned into soft modeling clay, and Steve smashed right into them.

Chu Xian did not understand their language and ignored them, walking to the side to pick up a firearm handed over to him, fiddling with it.

A slightly plump old man walked out from the shattered space with a leisurely stroll, teasing them as he did so. No matter how many terrifying spatial rifts capable of slicing apart celestial beings appeared, they could not harm him in the slightest. Undoubtedly, this old man was a supreme powerhouse of the current age, no less than the Mad Earl.

Xilan City was situated below the intersection of several major sect territories, with a river flowing through it that emptied into an inland sea not far ahead.

Under such circumstances, how could the two sides possibly form a partnership? Li Le felt he could no longer fathom the Americans’ way of thinking.

Li Ye responded sheepishly, then his expression changed as he looked at Li Huacheng, only to see that he also looked extremely shocked and terrified.

His version of her would never dress herself with such refinement, nor would she be able to remain so calm after reuniting four years later.

Yun Lan flicked her plain robe, her long sleeves dancing with the wind. With a sharp crack, her Sleeve Dance Fist collided with the Grand Preceptor’s Yang energy. With a loud bang, Yun Lan remained standing where she was, while the Grand Preceptor retreated three or four steps before regaining his footing.

Hua Zhenting waved his hand, and the people bowed slightly to him before leaving one after another.

"Are you lecturing me?" Lu Feier’s thoughts were pulled back by her words, and her face grew even uglier.

Feng Jinxuan watched as Mu Ran suddenly raised his hand and produced a box from thin air that was not unfamiliar to him. He raised an eyebrow, then looked at Feng Linglang. Seeing his calm expression and the smile in his eyes, he didn't ask further and reached out to take the box.

Lan Ling’er’s eyes flickered with a touch of worry. Mu Niannian must have many magical treasures on her, but it was unclear whether she could handle the dangers of the martial arts world.

Seeing Bai Yue grab Ming Mo’s hand, a flicker of cunning crossed Mo Yue’s gray eyes as she spoke to Ming Mo.

Mu Yichen tried to call out to her, but she rushed into the car, which slowly drove off into the courtyard and disappeared from sight shortly after.

Lin Chen smiled slightly. By now, he had completely merged with the thunder. The overwhelming momentum radiating from Yelu Huangtian was formed by lightning and posed no obstacle to Lin Chen at all.

Yelu Huangtian’s expression became solemn. The arcs of electricity in the thunderous space began to stir restlessly. Yelu Huangtian’s body gradually became transparent, his gaze resting on his successor with a look of gratification.

The three of them left the office building. Since Tang Xiyun’s car had been destroyed the previous night and was undergoing major repairs, she drove a police car, with Nan Gu and Yu Xia sitting in the back.