Volume One, Chapter 21: Love Poetry Contest

Duan Xiaoqiu did not come of her own volition. Previously, in order to save face, she had pressured Duan Xiadong to purchase a spot for the college entrance examination, promising him that she would certainly pass.

Although the contact with that power had lasted only a few fleeting moments, Jun Hao had already sensed that the magnitude of the energy contained within it was comparable to the stars themselves. If anyone were to seize control of such power, short of an immortal descending to earth, there would be no one left in the world capable of rivaling them.

Ye Feng's gaze suddenly turned chillingly cold. No one present doubted that he would dare to kill Tang He; his icy murderous aura made it clear to everyone that he truly intended to take a life.

Even though Jun Hao had only entered that place once in his previous life, based on the accounts of others and his own experiences, he had already formed his own conjectures back then.

Eating the dried meat and milk biscuits scavenged from the Western Liang soldiers along with clear water, the taste was surprisingly good. These items might be considered unremarkable outside the desert, but for Chu Huan and his companions at this moment, it was an absolute luxury.

"No problem! Good luck!" After looking at Zhao Hu’s resolute expression, Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, took the gold card Zhao Hu handed him, and turned to leave the VIP room.

Seeing Ye Feng walking toward him, the young man in white trembled uncontrollably. He did not want to be drained dry by Ye Feng and reduced to nothing more than a hollowed-out skin.

In the endless void, countless stars flickered. Although their light had become faint after traveling across unknown light-years, it still adorned the night sky, dispelling the profound darkness that seemed capable of swallowing everything.

Qi Ning returned to the manor and sent someone to notify Gu Qinghan. She rushed over in a hurry, and upon seeing that Qi Ning had returned safe and sound, she wept with joy.

"My Lord, it is better if you do not ask any more questions." Wei Dong took two steps back. "Please go and dine, My Lord." He averted his gaze, seemingly afraid to even look toward the courtyard.

Su Zhuo was suddenly startled and slapped himself; he felt as though he had become somewhat obsessed.

"Can you say that again?" Shanghai Ma Chao wiped his mouth, his expression turning solemn.

It was not that the others in the Battle Sect had not noticed, but they had grown accustomed to Wang Xiu issuing all combat orders.

"What about your Battle Sect! I heard that three of your members only joined the professional gaming circuit this year!" Sima Kongming was clearly unconvinced.

Vast stretches of forest came into view. The masked man held me tightly in his arms, one hand around my waist, while the other lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.

"As a local magistrate, you only know how to pray to gods and Buddhas, yet you do not know how to mobilize labor to dredge riverbeds or seek out water sources during a year of drought. You certainly have a comfortable life as a county official," Li Ye sneered.

What he did not know was that his assumptions were not far from the truth. However, while Wenren Ya had not liked Shen Xiao at the beginning, she had no one else in her heart either, which saved Shen Xiao quite a bit of trouble.

Days passed. Although the man before her remained unconscious, his breathing had gradually stabilized, and his pulse and heartbeat were growing stronger. Liu Ruiqian felt a sliver of relief at his recovery.

He made a call to Liao Xiong, and as Wang Xiu had predicted, Liao Xiong agreed to the matter. However, the mockery Zhai Qihan had anticipated followed immediately. After enduring nearly a minute of Liao Xiong’s ridicule, Zhai Qihan finally tucked his phone back into his pocket.

Seeing Li Ye personally wiping the sweat from her brow, Qiu Qing’s rosy cheeks flushed even deeper. "Master, you mustn't. Let this servant do it herself." Qiu Qing snatched the silk handkerchief from Li Ye’s hand to wipe her own face, her heart filled with joy as she cast shy, flirtatious glances at him.