Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Heir to the Duke of the State Is Too Charismatic

"Ahem..." The young Taoist coughed awkwardly and cast a sheepish glance at Gu Han.

For a moment, Gu Han felt uncertain about his own existence in this place.

Precisely because he executed his patrol duties in strict accordance with standard procedures—so standard, in fact, that it was suspicious—he managed to avoid raising any suspicion from the control center.

Li Xun pondered for a long time, but unable to come up with a foolproof plan, he could only humbly ask for advice.

Feeling that Xuan Zhu's wounds could no longer be delayed, she disregarded everything else and helped him toward the slope.

Judging by his behavior, he seemed intent on continuing to strike after the first two blows. However, his hand suddenly froze in mid-air after being raised.

Yet, this presented him with a new dilemma: was this persona, devoid of any ulterior motives, the real one, or was the sharp, calculated version of him from this morning the truth?

He swung his sword to deflect several blasts of true energy and looked toward the north. At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but at the second glance... what was that?

While Wu Kai and his entire family were happily enjoying their reunion dinner, Dong Yu arrived back in Hangzhou, travel-worn and weary. After stepping out of the airport, she immediately hailed a taxi and hurried home.

"Got it, monitor. Don't worry." Six-Three couldn't wait to pop the candy into his mouth.

It struggled on four unsteady limbs, refusing to fall, its waxy-white tongue lolling out as blood flowed from its mouth like a stream onto the ground. A few minutes later, it finally collapsed with a thunderous thud.

It was a pity that the commander had calculated everything except for the fact that the lunatic's follow-up force was merely a biological weapon weighing around eighty kilograms, with no support troops as he had imagined.

The old bald man could have dealt with Luo Zhang and his group long ago, but he refrained, waiting until they had killed enough people to incite domestic protests before finally intervening.

[Party] SwordQiCanHeal: I thought we were on good terms, so I offered to buy it for her. She said she didn't like spending other people's money, so I told her I'd lend it to her.

It wasn't until the phone rang shrilly that he lifted his eyelids to glance at it, his brows instantly knitting together in intense disgust.

After the driver arrived, Du Xiaonan and Xie Dantong got into separate cars and headed to the wedding of Gong Yuan and Yan Shihan.

In the game, a few of us were sparring in Hangzhou when Mr. Gu requested to join our party. We were a bit puzzled until we saw him type in the chat.

Previously, when fighting Bo Ye, Luo Zhang had held back his Dao Realm strength to lull his opponent into a false sense of security. Now that he had suddenly unleashed it, it had indeed yielded results.

Troger did not know what he would become; his frantic, chaotic mind no longer resembled anything human.

This is the value system and imagery attached to the persona of a leper—the meaning behind rejecting the leper, which is the social significance of that shocking and terrifying image.

For humanity, that first cognitive shaping acts like an unbreakable cage, imprisoning the thoughts of most people for a lifetime.

Conversely, Avril was not afraid of such things now. Setting aside whether she even cared about the impact, her prolonged silence was proof enough of how dissatisfied she was with her position in the Bai Group. She might even take this opportunity to ride Su Qing’s coattails and add fuel to the fire.

Everyone looked at her. Although no one spoke, Li Yanyang had already accurately grasped the information conveyed by those gazes.

Within the churning black clouds in the sky, black lightning surged like dragons. The next moment, Xu Qing thrust his sword upward, and the giant shadow looming dozens of feet behind him did the same, piercing the heavens.