Chapter 69 I have fallen for you too

Lu Yu read Jiang Mengnan's reply over and over again, falling deep into thought.

He hesitated whether he should act recklessly just this once and go confess his feelings to Jiang Mengnan right now.

Every time he approached the bedroom door, before his hand could even touch the doorknob, Lu Yu would shrink back.

"Then can you stay out of the matter between her and my brother?" Xue Pan knew her brother's temperament well; this matter was far from over, or rather, it hadn't even truly begun.

The iron spear met the sword intent head-on. The shaft bent into an exaggerated curve in an instant, and he was blasted miles away, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Lei Tingting asked, "What about you?" She had merely asked casually. Zhang Nianzu had been busy all night, and his clothes were soaked through with sweat. Lei Tingting's original intention was just to ask who should shower first, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she suddenly felt the atmosphere turn somewhat ambiguous, and her face flushed red.

"Precisely because I know, I cannot go. I certainly cannot let people feel that you have handled things poorly or unreasonably." He was so candid and truly had no improper intentions, which set Wen Qingqing's mind completely at ease.

A visible ripple appeared in the void, and the black sword radiance manifested before the multicolored sword light in the blink of an eye, crashing violently against it.

However, amidst the dignified eighteen regional lords, an army of three hundred thousand, and camps stretching for dozens of miles, how could he possibly find Guan Yu's quarters? Furthermore, given his identity as an enemy general, he could not simply ask anyone for directions. At this moment, Lu Bu broke out in a cold sweat, patted the bundle containing Diaochan's belongings inside his breastplate, and grew even more anxious.

"I have an idea! Why don't we test it on a dog!" Liu Bei chimed in while wiping away his snot.

Anyone witnessing this scene could not help but be utterly astonished, and would immediately have to worry about their own safety—at this point, the Golden Guards would likely deploy in full force to silence everyone.

"Denial is useless; your words and actions give everything away... Oh!" Ye Mingcheng stopped midway through his sentence and suddenly turned his head to the side.

Xiao Huan knew it well, for it was hatred—a blood feud of the deepest kind. A chasm that could never be bridged already existed between him and Yi Mingyue, but hearing Manzhu speak it aloud still caused a sharp pang in his heart.

He hurriedly withdrew the seashell, helped Shangguan Mei to her feet, and looked around. The grand hall was dozens of feet wide and completely empty, save for a black pool of water located right in the center.

News was continuously fed from the numerous informants below to Huang Ning, who then screened and compiled the reports before passing them up to Mu Xiaofeng.

Although there was a bounty of two hundred million for killing Zhou Qimin, Shi Dao, a master of the same caliber as Zhou Qimin, received not a single penny.

After the victory, Ye Hua's stingy nature resurfaced. He felt that consuming items was simply unacceptable, as these gadgets were manufactured with hard-earned money and using them like this would lead to catastrophic losses. To prevent himself from impulsively wasting items in moments of panic, he temporarily "sealed" all consumable items, deciding never to use them in the arena again.

However, everyone knew that Mu Xiaofeng always considered problems comprehensively, and his decisions naturally had their own logic. Therefore, although astonished for a moment, none of them voiced any objection.

Mu Xiaofeng answered the phone. The call was from Guapi, and he knew that Guapi must have something important to report by calling him at this hour.

After seeming to struggle inwardly for a long time, Bisongya finally took a deep breath and said, "This concerns our family secret; I cannot tell you..." This bland statement instantly wiped away whatever shred of goodwill Xingyang had left for her. Having been tempered among a crowd of scumbags, Xingyang naturally heard the finality in Bisongya's refusal.

"The first-generation peacekeeping robots do not have these access permissions, and it is even less possible for them to harm humans!" the professor roared, unwilling to let his research成果 turn into yet another threat to humanity.