Chapter 38

To provide enough examination papers for the massive number of candidates, a large amount of paper and printing of the test questions were required.

They were all well aware that Qin Yue’s status was in no way inferior to Elder Qin’s, yet there was virtually no opportunity to curry favor with her.

However, Crown Prince Xiang Tiange was fourteen or fifteen years old—at the age of youthful vigor and a competitive spirit—so how could he possibly listen to the moral platitudes of the Eastern Palace tutors?

Yichen leapt, his body rising and falling with graceful ease. He flew suddenly to the side of the boat, his toes landing lightly on the prow without causing the vessel to sway in the slightest.

She could not move at all, feeling as though her right leg had lost all sensation. Xiuyun subconsciously reached out to see if her leg was still there.

The surroundings grew increasingly silent; in this stillness, even the sound of their own footsteps on the fallen leaves and the rhythm of their breathing seemed slightly noisy.

Although he knew the other party possessed aspirin, he found it difficult to ask directly. This person was certainly not as simple as Zhu Li had made out, and if it aroused unnecessary suspicion, it would be counterproductive.

When he finished reading all the text, everyone’s eyes widened. Even he had not expected that someone would dare to open a shop in the refugee district. Were they not afraid of being robbed? Even with a consortium backing them, one couldn't be so reckless. Just who was the proprietor of this Chen’s General Store?

"Enough!" With a sharp cry, An Yan’er spoke up. From the surrounding discussions, she had recalled who Lu Li was. Though she did not know what madness had taken hold of him today, she felt a measure of pity for him.

"Aren't you afraid that after I regain my strength in three years, I might harm your junior brothers and sisters or threaten your Ming Cult to exact revenge? You should know that, aside from you, I don't believe anyone in the Ming Cult three years from now will be my match." Although he did not want to lose this opportunity, Lin Haotian could not help but ask.

Fisgasuo and Tandiao were incredibly annoyed. This pursuit was undoubtedly a golden opportunity for them to earn great merit. Yet, just as they issued the order for a full-speed pursuit for the third time, a surge of gray smoke came rushing from the left, striking their flank in an instant.

Who could predict the future? Ge Pei had the ambition to restore the nation, but that did not mean his descendants would share it. That was a very distant prospect; Ge Pei could neither foresee it nor control it. As long as he did not act with such impatient greed on impractical matters, it would suffice.

The middle-aged man did not look kindly upon Zhong Ji, who hailed from a place of ill-repute. His current attitude was merely due to Sima Shang’s instructions; he dared not provoke him, fearing he would lodge a malicious complaint against him to Sima Shang.

In her memories, he would come to see her whenever he had time, offering her the most precious family affection and warmth in the mortal world. Yet, in order to see him more often and receive more of that unique warmth, she had often fabricated various reasons to trick him into visiting.

Seeing me slowly retreat, the members of the Justice Family immediately rushed forward. Never Yielding met them without hesitation, his sharp sword locked directly onto Justice No. 4, a level 30 mage.

The two women sized each other up, only to realize they had made a mistake. By acting this way, they had clearly confirmed to the other party that they had indeed come from the palace.

Tashigi’s words did not make Simon pause his steps—not even a slight hesitation of his frame. He continued walking on his own, yet a sentence that suddenly reached his ears made him stop.

The madman sighed bitterly, never having imagined that the changes in this world could be so absurd and bizarre; it was simply beyond imagination.

If her parents were here, who knows how angry they would be? Men wouldn't know how to handle the postpartum period—how could they possibly take care of Xia Tian properly?

Duan Chaonuan felt that, regarding this matter, there was nothing else to say; she simply found it unpleasant, and where there is unpleasantness, there will always come a day of shared hatred against a common enemy.

Just imagine, with a talent as intelligent as Zhuge Liang, if his wife were too ugly, could he accept it? Even if you are an inventor, Zhuge Liang’s own ambition was to be a general and a chancellor; if his wife were particularly unpresentable, it would be difficult to justify anywhere. How could that possibly work?

Just now, when Old Tang was pleading with Xiao Han, Shen Jingfei was regretting how rash they had been, and in his heart, he hated that fellow Ling Cong to death.

After the fan meeting concluded, Bai Muchan returned backstage to remove his makeup. Xu Dong walked in, looking at Bai Muchan and wondering how to broach the subject.

His father and Qin Lizhi did not speak, communicating only with their eyes. As his mother cleaned the living room, she felt they were "colluding like thieves."

A group of over a dozen people had slaughtered nearly fifty times their number. Such a record was no longer just a simple crushing victory; it was a massacre.

A moment ago, he had been in the main tent discussing matters with the leaders of other sects, never expecting that a piercing pain, triggered by some premonition, would suddenly spread through his entire body.

The magician raised both hands simultaneously, and dozens of playing cards shot toward Li Xiang. In the end, however, those cards merely hovered in the air around him.

Indeed, to Yuchi Jin, anything that could be solved with money was a small matter. Although the foundation of the Yuchi family was abroad, in this day and age, no matter the currency of the country, as long as it was money, it was universally accepted.

Zhuiming and his group were sniping at the weak on the periphery of the Jueyu Underground Palace. Lin Feng and his companions, however, could not ambush Zhuiming near the Jueyu Palace.

Xiao Yi spoke bluntly and finally threw a question directly at Zhao Feng. This was the point—the most critical point of all.

Yun Chen opened his eyes wide, activating the Heavenly Mystery Vision technique. With an unfathomable, god-like power, he peered into the flow of energy within the black-clad man.

Watching this harmonious scene, Haozi felt that life was actually quite simple, and he felt quite content.

Watching Zhou Sisi depart, Zhou Yan finally lifted his head to look at her back. He had thought she would come over to greet him, but he never expected that Zhou Sisi would act as if she hadn't seen him at all, with a hint of disdain in her eyes. Her emotions were truly transparent.

"You are being mysterious; I don't understand..." Long Yun felt that this Black Prince was intentionally making things difficult for him.

Damn it, where did this bird-man come from, being so arrogant! Xiao Yi cursed inwardly. He had seen many arrogant people, but this was the first time he had seen one quite like this.

In the battle with Li Haofeng, when Li Haofeng’s magical energy was exhausted, Lin Feng still had sixty percent of his own remaining. Facing the former top expert of the four realms of the Fenhuang Region and still achieving such a result, the effectiveness of Lin Feng’s energy recovery could be called astonishing.

Ignoring Du Li, Ye Yiren handed the clothes to Tang Qianling and said with a smile, "Mom, go try this on. It will absolutely suit you perfectly."