Volume One, Chapter 28: A Core Descendant of the Ye Family!

Manager Hong’s eyes were vacant, his mind a complete blank. He looked at Ye Cheng, then down at the bloody hole in his abdomen. Feeling his life force rapidly slipping away, panic finally set in. Am I going to die? I lost after only a single exchange? Before coming out, I was debating whether to have steak, lobster, or braised pork for dinner tonight. Damn it, am I really going to die right here? What kind of ridiculous twist of fate is this?

"What! The Heart-Peering Mirror! The supreme treasure of the Water Mirror Secret Realm!" Someone exclaimed, and the room fell into immediate silence.

With the big picture at stake, Mrs. Han had no choice but to humble herself. She set aside her stature as an elder and treated Xiao Zhiling with great friendliness.

"Hello, Grandpa Rong, I am Ming Beibei." Ming Beibei offered a smile and greeted him politely. Her outward display of courtesy was so flawless that no one could find a single fault with it.

Lin Feng’s words left everyone in the grand hall stunned, followed by a burst of laughter from many.

"I have kept everything my aunt said in mind. I am already Brother Rong’s fiancée, and since we are all elders, I will not take it to heart," Lin Chuyan said with a smile.

Qin Feng merely scoffed at Cao Hualong’s schemes; he had no intention of defending himself at all.

Furthermore, even if he had the time, Dao Wuyai did not want to remain on the Sixth Cloud Terrace. Who knew if Yuan Jue, Yin Shishi, or the others might suddenly ascend? Dao Wuyai would rather die than let himself be seen in such a disheveled state by a third party.

Bai Yuqing knew the Butcher’s temperament too well. Explaining so much to him was certainly not just idle chatter.

In his previous interactions with Zhuang Zhiqi, Fang Chaoyang had once heard him say that it wasn't that there were no opportunities for promotion, but that he had given them up. He didn't want the hassle, claiming he wanted to devote more time to his family.

Tang Xue did not respond to her mother’s words at all. Instead, she walked straight to her room, closed the door, collapsed onto her bed, and wept silently.

However, in the sea of consciousness within his Niwan Palace, he could not sense where those blue rays of light had gone.

A faint, mysterious humming sound filled the air. An aura, thick as reality, permeated the space within dozens of paces of Jian Wuming. The tip of the long sword in his hand began to glow. Gradually, the light intensified, eventually overpowering the sunlight that bathed the world, piercing so brightly that people could not keep their eyes open.

Xue Mushang looked at Su Jinsheng with a troubled expression. This had happened too suddenly; she wasn't prepared, but her old man had made these arrangements for the time being. She couldn't find a better way forward.

Ye Yi smiled slightly and gradually reduced the frequency of his commands. He wanted his Pokémon to understand combat on their own, rather than blindly following their trainer's instructions.

Most of these conglomerates had risen in recent years within the finance, real estate, and electronics sectors, having little connection to state institutions or the ancient clans of Huaxia.

By this time, Hu Bingbing’s mental state had largely recovered, though her face remained somewhat pale.

Or perhaps her previous demeanor had been a facade, merely to avoid losing face for the Telun family.

Gu Ningning held a laser scalpel, intending to use an extraction method. She had already begun applying disinfectant to the lump on the back of Le Xiao’s head.

The reputation of Nuofan had long since spread throughout Binhai, and it now quietly occupied the position of the leading enterprise in Binhai’s catering industry.

Qin Feng flicked his sword, and the White Tiger Flying Sword surged forward. The turbulent sword aura struck the flames one by one, causing them to scatter in all directions.

Qin Xuan’s brow furrowed even deeper. Even Qin Hao, Qin Qinglan, or Jun Wushuang would never dare speak to him in such a way, let alone demand an apology.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the team members finished their meal and arrived one after another at the old battlefield, Jinxi Stadium. Upon arrival, they scattered to go about their own business—some resting, others familiarizing themselves with the field.

Zhang Shucheng also acted as if nothing were wrong, never once mentioning the house or a partner, simply asking about Zhang Jie’s recent situation.