Young Master, You Can't Do This 13

Thinking of those song and dance performers, and those who tried to assassinate him along the way, Qin Wuyang gave a bitter smile and nodded.

At this thought, a profound sense of desolation washed over him, and he could not help but reflect that a man's promise is weightier than a mountain, and therefore one must never give one's word lightly. Is there not a famous saying: Those who take oaths seriously do not make light promises?

The classmates were utterly startled, their figures swaying unsteadily as if terrified out of their wits.

"Then, do you love him?" Ji Jinye's lips were completely drained of color, and her hand stirring the coffee trembled incessantly. The spoon clinked rhythmically against the rim of the cup, sending ripples across the coffee's surface, mirroring the turbulent turmoil within her heart.

"Elderly sir, is it delicious?" Although Gui Ling addressed him respectfully as "elderly sir," the way she looked at him was akin to gazing at an oblivious infant.

Fearing discovery, she hurriedly drove away at a slow pace. Once she had driven a fair distance, she looked back—Gui Ling was carrying a bag as she approached the doorway.

As soon as the flesh and blood entered Zhang Chi's body, countless cells cheered and vied hungrily for it. Before long, the mass was completely digested by him.

A faint smile touched Nie Haowei's lips. He maneuvered the ball past his side once more, exploiting the time difference created by the sudden change of direction to carve out a space of about a meter in front of Zhang Duanzu. The moment Zhang Jizu adjusted his center of gravity and thrust out a foot to block, Nie Haowei planted his left foot forward, swung his right leg horizontally, and with a sharp thud, drove the ball toward the goal.

He thought to himself that he had not expected the morning park to be so tranquil; if Lanlan ever returned in the future, he would surely accompany her here for morning exercises.

As for the remainder, the younger generation had yet to truly mature, while a great many of the older generation had perished.

The Emperor of Qian would never allow so many "flaws," utterly devoid of self-preservation capabilities, to wander aimlessly outside.

Once she began, Ning Feng no longer had the heart to inwardly complain, for his physical sensations were entirely contrary to his outward appearance.

Returning the bottle to Qingyue, she approached Hongling and took a sniff. Sure enough, that distinct pomade scent was there—though faint, because the fragrance was unusual, it was actually quite easy to recognize.

Silently and without violent gale-force winds, a figure descended instantly from the skies, driving a longsword straight into the target.

Sparkling blue-and-white glows ignited one after another. Following a brief charge, an oval portal standing roughly three meters tall materialized before Audrey.

Especially given other recent intelligence: the nectar produced by Jinlan Mountain was steadily dwindling, while the demand for it continued to grow.

"Your Lordship speaks wisely; this concubine will go deal with the matter right now." Madam Qian dared not argue further. Lowering her head, she burned with bitter hatred, realizing why she had just caught sight of Yu Xinyao—she had evidently come to lodge a complaint. How detestable that she herself had been completely in the dark and subjected to a torrent of unprovoked scolding.

He frowned, thinking that even if a whole roasted lamb was unavailable, he could perhaps forgive them for half of one.

Thanos rested his arms upon his knees, frowning as he gazed at the screen before him. He could not shake the feeling that this familiar universe was suddenly turning somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Stepping out of the military tent, Li Yu leisurely walked up to the city walls. Gazing in the direction of Handan, his hands involuntarily clenched into fists; the formidable Qin army, which had once dominated the world, was destined to suffer a crushing defeat after all.

To an outsider, this might be somewhat difficult to comprehend, especially since certain things could clearly be resolved normally without courting death.

Meanwhile, air traffic control personnel utilized radar to scan the target object. Because the distance was not particularly great, they were shockingly able to discern the object's exact shape clearly on the radar screen, yet the scanning results left them utterly astounded.

Liu Bei felt that he still needed to struggle with all his might before suffering a total defeat; declaring death after resuscitation failed would still not be too late.

"Good brother!" The burly man pulled him into a tight embrace, a scene instantly captured by every camera present. Yet Mamtimin's face bore no gratitude; staring in stark terror at the people around him, he shoved the burly man away with all his might.

Once Zhao Mu finished speaking, Li Yu waved his right hand, and hundreds of cavalrymen charged toward the residential compound housing the assassins from various states, closely followed by hundreds of city guards. With the overarching situation now reversed, every soldier among the city guards was eager to distinguish himself in pursuit of a bright future.

"Yu'er, during this expedition against Western Zhou, did you encounter Lü Buwei and Wang Jian?" After a brief exchange of casual pleasantries, Zhao Sheng steered the conversation toward matters at the front.

Perhaps ordinary people were accustomed to judging by appearances and being dazzled by superficial displays, which was why they were deceived by "his" cold expression, failing to perceive the myriad emotions hidden deep within "his" eyes.

At that very moment, while Nie Feng was galloping fiercely, the man gradually regained consciousness and let out a faint moan.

The team's disadvantage during the match left the Cleveland Cavaliers feeling helpless, yet fortunately, because their opponents' lead was narrow, it was not yet enough to throw the Cavaliers into a panic.

Dayang chatted amiably with his grandfather, while Qin Fengyi spoke with his father-in-law, chattering incessantly: "Ever since I became emperor, this capital has taken on a completely new look! What do you say, you have to admit it, right? Hahahaha, this is true capability!" As he spoke, he couldn't help shaking his legs complacently.

He had assumed that no matter how angry Sister Wu was at the sweet-natured innocent, she at most would use the eldest imperial prince as a threat. Who could have imagined that without another word, she would pull out the mecha chip from the control panel and stride out of the cabin door without ever looking back?

"No need, Auntie can handle it just fine." Ellie smiled with extreme politeness, yet Rongyi felt a sense of alienation pierce her heart, leaving her deeply disappointed.