Chapter 28: A Date at the Aquarium

Two hours had passed, and the broadsword, weighing over a hundred jin, grew heavier in Yue Fan’s hands, his swings slowing. By now, he was drenched as if soaked in water, sweat streaming down his body without pause.

“Ha, I’d say you’re destined to marry the Crown Prince. And you call yourself the Fourth Prince?” another mocked.

This was no time for distraction. Yue Fan summoned all his focus to fend off the formidable enemy, each strike heavier than the last, hoping to make a breakthrough in his strength.

The Lingfeng rifle was out of bullets; he was taking a gamble. After swiftly taking down three of the enemy, he bet that the last one, facing the muzzle of his gun, would be too afraid to move.

“Yu Qing?” Hua Mama’s voice rose in surprise—he had come looking for Yu Qing?

Yu Qing nodded slightly, having already understood. After all, this wasn’t the first time she’d heard such words; last time, it was her mother who said them to her sister.

With a resounding thud, Song Rongyan crashed onto the icy snow. The pain was so intense she felt as if Fu Weiyan had shattered her bones. She rolled onto her side, clutching her neck, coughing violently.

As Lingfeng anxiously awaited headquarters’ reply, he suddenly felt a gun pressed against his lower back from behind.

It hadn’t occurred to Song Rongyan that this was a possibility, as she’d never intended to seek Fu Weiyan’s consent—she’d only mentioned it in passing.

From deep within the rosebushes came the sound of crying. Mo Yan, hands trembling, parted the foliage, but there was no trace of the familiar white figure. On a massive green rose, Bibi was curled into a ball, sobbing loudly.

The Ruler of the Jade Emperor nearly stumbled at the Ruler’s dazed words—where had that confident, arrogant president gone?

As the flames on the skeleton gradually faded, a dazzling white light suddenly burst forth from the bones, blinding to behold.

But there was no pilot in the plane. The reception personnel explained that they would fly it themselves to Dahun Valley, to defend General Kahn, Commander-in-Chief of the Earth Defense Forces stationed there.

After a sleepless night, Lin Qingbo could hold out no longer and needed to rest. The other three, finding it inappropriate to remain in the room, went out together to attend to further matters.

The Thunder Emperor’s left eye spun, and a streak of purple lightning shot forth, instantly tearing open a passage through the surging shockwaves ahead.

Zhu Ruo smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. In broad daylight, with so many watching, such a gesture from a man as proper as he was drew laughter and scolding from the crowd.

As a zombie, I naturally had no need for sighs or breathing to regulate my emotions, but Hengqi and the others were so nervous that sweat poured from them. Huang Paopao was panting heavily, like a dog suffering from the summer heat.

Surely, it couldn’t happen again—the tricks had all been exposed, and few nightwalkers would fall into such traps now.

Eight spider-like steel limbs struck the ground, propelling the creature high into the air as it shot a flurry of webs.

Moments later, all four giant screens above the stage displayed his smile simultaneously, leaving the audience even more bewildered.

Through all these years, my thoughts have never strayed from you. Everything that happens to you, good or bad, I know it all.

As soon as his spirit entered the Divine Palace, Tian Xuan sensed a mysterious connection forming between the two.

Usually calm, Ye Li had lately seemed out of sorts, often absent-minded, and sometimes unable to distinguish north from south.

The two sparred for another quarter hour. After Tian Xuan asked a few more questions, they parted ways.

“Think you can leave so easily? Brothers, get him!” called the Ninth Company Commander. At his command, everyone rushed in, dragging Long Bing onto the bed and roughhousing him. Outnumbered, Long Bing could do nothing but beg for mercy.

At this thought, Tian Xuan’s eyes flashed, and he shot skyward like a stream of light, ascending to the highest heavens.

It was further decided at the meeting that Deputy Commander Cha would join the 118th Brigade and, with Commander Wang Changjiu and others, form a temporary northern command center… Deputy Commander Cha led his troops up the mountain, traversing gullies and ridges, their march bleak and forlorn.

He wore a grim expression, his chiseled features as cold as stone, and the air itself seemed to chill around him.

Yinzhen wronged me and didn’t even offer an apology. Only Lady De knows how to handle things. Even the other prisoners nearby were moved to tears at the sight.

“What exactly do you want? Get to the point,” Lu Yuxin said coldly, her patience gone.

The butler glanced back at Lu Beichuan, lying on the bed, and gently massaged his muscles.

He made his way without firing a single shot; Deng Feng and the others had already lured the Rock-Armored Crocodile to the other side. When Jiang Feng was more than a hundred meters from the group, he marked a coordinate in the sky—well beyond anyone’s line of sight. After all, who would look up at the sky in the midst of a fight?

Lu Weiqiang glanced at Lu Yiming, eyes full of disappointment—as if witnessing Lu Yiming’s current state pained him as much as it infuriated him.

Gu Qingyu chatted idly with Chris for a bit, checked the time, put away her phone, and prepared for the afternoon’s work.

Wu Ruir's grievance was plain as she got out of the car; this man’s sudden caprice was clearly meant to provoke someone else, and she had become his shield.

Lin Yuan, driving along, nodded approvingly at the bars he passed—good places to bring Zhou Ziyun, that fool, for a drink to drown her heartbreak in a few days.

After his assistant left, Lu Yicheng returned to his office and carefully reviewed all the issues raised earlier, pondering what kind of news could stir up such heated debate.

In his ear, the sound was so beautiful it seemed like the sweetest music in the world.

“It was all Great-Grandfather’s fault. Once you’re better, Great-Grandfather will bring you and your mother home, all right?” Old Master Ling’s eyes reddened as he spoke.