Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Former Top Benefactor Comes to Settle Scores

"The ten flaws I mentioned during the punishment earlier... were directed at yesterday's top-ranking patron..."

Lin Beibei froze in place for a moment.

The very next second: "!!!"

Her eyes widened slightly, and she asked in astonishment, "Is GCY your alternative account?"

Immediately afterward, she caught sight of the man sitting inside the car. He smiled through clenched teeth and nodded slowly. "Next time you speak ill of someone, try not to do it to their face. Not everyone has as good a temper as I do."

Ha. A good temper?

Did he have some sort of profound misunderstanding about what a good temper actually was?

Ever since she started streaming, this alphabet-named guy had been the most troublesome one in Lin Beibei's eyes, and he was exceptionally hard to fool.

She gave a dry, awkward chuckle.

How could this possibly be? Why on earth did such a coincidence...

Watching Zhao Yi pull away from Dai Qiuxiang's grasp, Ailian was slightly stunned for a moment, but she immediately rushed toward Zhao Yi.

When Yi Feishi was born, the Sea Clan had already been subjugated to the Immortal Clan for many years, having long since lost the Crystal Palace of the misty waters world, so he had never laid eyes upon it.

Xie Mao could sense that this place was indeed the Blue Star, and the cultivation methods he employed ought to be those of Earth, requiring no modification whatsoever.

Before the Zi Wu buckle could react, its soul body was already pinned down by an arrow shot by Yi Feishi, flying off into the distance amidst the howling wind.

The outer shell was identical to the residence of a third-rank prince, but the interior decoration of the three bedchambers was entirely different.

The temptation was so immense that any slight commotion on the pitch could stir up a chorus of frog-like uproar.

Ni Tu felt that after newly dashing another hundred or two kilometers within his country's borders, the opponent had managed to recover some basic decency.

***

Therefore, An Yi watched as the young woman swung her long sleeve, releasing the ropes that bound Taoyan. She stepped forward to catch the falling figure and strode away from the execution platform.

"Meow." The black cat leaped in through the window from outside, then jumped with utmost familiarity right into An Yi's arms.

Although Magath was somewhat displeased that the players had started altering his tactics without authorization, he also felt that it was time to launch a formal attack; dragging things out like this and wearing each other down was truly no solution.

Hearing this beastly roar, the elders in the corridor became even more astonished, looking at one another in dismay, completely clueless as to what was happening.

"You're the deputy director of the municipal bureau?" Chen Weiqiang asked in amazement. It seemed today's matter was rather tricky.

This was an enormous cavern—if one were to describe its scale, it was nearly as vast as an entire ward in Chang'an. Moreover, the rock walls throughout the entire cavern were covered in a layer of transparent crystalline substance. This was completely incomparable to the ordinary millennium-old ice outside; these were materials of cold ice mica.

Outside the entire city, the sounds of weapons clashing resounded through the clouds, with beams of light flashing everywhere amidst the battle cries of the players, plunging the battlefield into utter chaos. The only saving grace for Longkong was that their team had not been scattered, giving them a chance to organize people to fall back and defend.

A trap. All of this was nothing more than a trap. Recalling the events of that day, Fang Chen suddenly understood this truth. Yet he could never have imagined that the opponent would go to such lengths for this single moment.

Eternal also sighed. It seemed the skeleton boss's analysis had been correct, only that they simply could not enter this place for the time being.

"I naturally don't care about other matters, but I certainly take your business to heart, so I paid special attention to it," Old Yan said with a chuckle.

"Indeed, I truly cannot fathom how an ordinary disciple could ever attain a realm as lofty as yours," Yue Zhengling shook her head, clearly unable to believe it no matter what.

"You mean someone is intentionally spreading these rumors to stir up a storm? In case Ye Tian actually kicks the bucket this time, the people behind Ye Tian will launch a ferocious retaliation against us! If that happens, even if we survive, we'll lose a layer of skin!" Li Zhongxun's mind was much sharper than his son's.

"My husband... my husband is getting engaged! He told us to go to the capital before Monday! To the Han family!" Hearing this, Shi Tian could no longer hold back, burying her head between her knees and sobbing incessantly.

Gu Fan deduced from Xing Tian's fragmentary words that the other party coveted his physique immensely; how could they possibly kill him so easily?

As soon as Yang Dalong's words fell, another shell landed right in front of them, suppressing the group so heavily that they couldn't even raise their heads, forcing them to take cover behind a large boulder.

However, since they were clueless about the production cost of medicinal pills, the majority of transactions were dominated by merchants from the Central Domain.

Lu Peng was genuinely provoked, never expecting to fall victim to the opponent's underhanded scheme. Had he not been lucky, he feared he would have failed to rescue anyone and instead died here foolishly.

***

Who was in seclusion, who was cultivating, who held a grudge against whom, and who was planning to exact revenge and when—all of this could be deduced by them.

Having finished this, Lu Peng knew he could hesitate no longer. The person who had entered just moments ago was clearly here to report something; if he didn't go in now, the people outside would sooner or later discover the anomaly. Thus, he covered his face with a silk handkerchief, slid the door bolt into place from within, and pushed open the door leading to the basement.

The number of Ottoman heavy cannons was small, but every single shell landed within the city of Haifa, blowing up building after building, while unfortunate German soldiers were tragically caught in the crossfire.

Lu Peng muttered inwardly. So Hashimoto was merely a brash fellow who preferred to solve problems through simple and brutal methods, likely due to his inherent nature. Still, his experience compensated for his personality flaws, granting him opportunities for even greater achievements.

Knowing about Xia Yang's situation, Mu Bing did not pursue the matter further. She simply turned around and walked back toward the room they had come from before.

This was a cultivation studies teacher who had come from abroad, specializing in this research for a very long time and holding numerous academic degrees.

One must bear in mind that even Nita himself had once suspected—or perhaps still suspected—that Menma was merely a character born of his own imagination.

The elderly man surnamed Wan was just about to fly into a rage when he suddenly heard a deep, rumbling sound like muffled thunder echoing from deep within the cave.

Shangguan Yu carefully examined the tree; it was a real tree, yet he could make nothing of it. He attempted to dig into the soil, digging quite deeply until he could see the roots below, proving it had indeed been planted there.

Among those who came to observe the ceremony were countless luminaries of the martial arts world, yet none of them paid any mind to an aging, one-armed man on the brink of death.

At the moment of complete exhaustion, Zhang Mingyue plunged into the ginger-infused water with a heavy thud. The broadsword was immensely heavy—so heavy that the moment he fell, his entire body began to sink downward. Yet after all, he did not drown in the ginger water, for a figure in green robes came strolling leisurely over the surface of the river and hoisted him up in one motion.

On this day, the simple-minded fellow who had grown very close to Mufeng pointed toward the distant city and smiled with a laugh.

Moreover, she wasn't just a fan of one particular manga; she was a fan of the entire series. In other words, Gao Yirou followed all of Su Hao's works. Not only did she follow them, but she had even purchased a massive collection of collectible figures.

Fortunately, the entire route remained dead quiet. Just like that, he reached the end of the corridor, climbed the stairs all the way to the sixth floor, and using the floor plan Lao Hu had sent him, located the wall ladder leading to the rooftop.

The teahouse owner hurriedly offered an explanation, thinking to himself who on earth this person could be to dare address the current eldest imperial prince so casually. Yet in the world of jianghu commerce, avoiding trouble was better than creating it, so he dared not say anything more.