Volume One, Chapter 39: An Immortal Appears in a Dream

Prince Jing’s residence—Li Tianqing returned home, removed his court attire, and rubbed his brows.

He Chuan drove an off-roader today. Chen Dong didn’t even ask; he simply opened the passenger door and stuffed Liang Yan inside.

Han Dong pondered for a moment. The so-called Star Knights must be completely loyal to the Lord of Stars. If a Star Knight betrays their master, with a single thought the Lord can strip away all their powers.

“Allow me to think it over,” Chen Junlin replied, genuinely considering the matter as he strolled leisurely toward Qingluo and the others.

Jinghong Guang let out a cold laugh, then spoke lightly, the threat posed by the former completely dismissed from her mind.

Most striking was her lips, freshly kissed, crimson as a tempting cherry—so alluring they seemed almost edible.

The following days passed peacefully. Until September fifteenth, when military training ended, Xiao Fei lived the ordinary life of a first-year student.

Yet Xiao Fei was somewhat different. I hadn’t figured out where his cloak had come from, so let me dig into the secrets he hides.

Yang Yanan squinted at several names—three new additions since she was stalked at the mall. Two were complete strangers; the third had sent her many gifts, so the ID was vaguely familiar, but she knew nothing of their background.

“So you’re already at Elemental Stage Two? This…” Elder Zhang was at a loss for words. One must understand: breaking through the elemental stage is a whole different concept than transcending the ordinary.

“Hey, that’s a real monster!” Sun Zhidong’s eyes flashed with excitement. Clutching his long blade, he charged at the giant demon.

Accompanying the emperor at his meal was indeed arduous for Earth Dragon. He couldn’t eat as freely as he did outside, much less behave wantonly before the ruler. In the end, he ate barely half his fill, then set down his chopsticks.

Zhong Yue was about to greet Qin Fangbai, but was ignored. Qin Fangbai strode inside and ran face-to-face into the crew members exiting the program.

Grandmother trusted Qin Fangbai’s words implicitly. She changed her stance at once, chastising her for staying up so late—youth could hardly withstand such exhaustion.

Empress Dowager Cian mentioned Ronglu’s stubbornness and conservatism again in a casual conversation with the court, sighing, “Someone like Ronglu is truly incorrigible. Facing envoys from all nations, he knows nothing of their etiquette, sits there so carelessly—it’s a real loss of face.”

Sweet Bao gave Mei Zhuo a gentle smile, then suddenly drew a dagger from the crocodile-skin boot. The blade bore the head of a ferocious beast, its fangs gleaming—a clear mark of the Savage Beasts Mercenary Corps.

“Second Sister said…” Li Danruo felt sour at heart, yet had no words to console. She could only agree with Li Yujue’s remarks. Li Jinrui lifted her cup, bowed her head, and focused on her tea.

In his view, if those greedy bastards in the American government got involved, the biggest loser would undoubtedly be the government of Morocco.

Ye Tian and his companions were utterly stunned and captivated by Botticelli’s masterpiece, standing quietly before the painting, lost in admiration.

Thinking of the proposal, Su Yuyang unconsciously tightened his grip—his hand was clasping Ling Miao’s.

Not until the stingray flew off into the distance, vanishing from sight, did the two finally exhale, relaxing at last.

The audience fell silent. Everyone knew this was a hot potato—no one wanted to take it on.