Volume 1, Chapter 40: You struck me for her sake?

She stood before the building, deliberately taking a compact from her bag to touch up her makeup with care. She wanted to appear before He Yunshen at her most beautiful; this was a moment she had anticipated for many years.

Although Song Jiang had just escaped the jaws of death, his intellect remained as sharp as ever. He remained noncommittal toward the nonsensical excuses offered by the Jiangzhou gang, patiently waiting for an opportunity.

"Speak! What kind of trouble is that? Do we really need to stand on such ceremony between old brothers?" Ye Qing said, lifting his teacup for another sip.

What if the insulin injection didn't work, or if he failed to strike the right spot? To have a legendary, virtuous chancellor of the ages die by his own hand... As he pondered this, beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

Gu Yao thought to herself, "So his eyesight is poor; he probably can't see clearly from a distance." Glancing at the dim, flickering lantern light, she mused that while the lighting by the road might suffice for other things, it was hardly suitable for conducting an autopsy.

He walked for quite some time without anyone seeking his medical services, yet he was met with many strange looks from passersby.

Luo Ran knew it was a trap, yet he was foolish enough to be willing to jump in. You cannot allow that dark demon to lurk within you, driving you to slaughter your own kin. If that were the case, Luo Ran would never achieve immortality, nor could he resolve the filth and chaos on Earth. He would rather slit his own throat. Luo Ran had a bottom line in his heart.

Although Xue Xingran’s words were what she had hoped to hear, hearing them from his lips again made Ling Feng feel that something was off.

The butler was rendered speechless. As the steward for Grand Marshal Gao, he knew the backgrounds and connections of everyone in the capital all too well.

Just as Kaihaote entered the Waterfall of Spirits, a dark figure emerged from behind the withered trees. Following his appearance, Qing Che, dressed in a robe as red as blood, stepped out from behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

Savi remained lying on the operating table, his clothes nearly destroyed, with four or five dead leeches clinging to his exposed abdomen.

Everyone went about their assigned tasks. Jiang Yan took a machete and cleared away the dense thickets of weeds and thorns surrounding them. The soil here was fertile, and the weeds grew taller than a person. She reached out and picked two dark purple wild grapes, popping them into her mouth. The flesh was sweet, but the skin was so sour that her features twisted and contorted.

Axis's idea was something the Greek pantheon of the Saint Seiya world had long since proposed and implemented.

Although Fang Nuo was a model student within the Huangxian family, he had never learned how to value, respect, or cooperate with other living beings.

Where on earth had he seen it before? Long Hao took a heavy drag of his cigarette and looked up at the bathroom, his heart filled with confusion.

Zhao Fu suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly channeled a sliver of spiritual energy into his Taotie bag. After three days of rest, the spiritual energy within his body had fully replenished itself.

Many realized that in the Guangnan District, while it was fine to play games, one must never provoke the man who held sway over the region, "Leaving Sorrow."

Heimdall, the guardian, used his final ounce of strength to send him back to Earth. He had to warn the heroes of Earth that the Mad Titan, Thanos, was coming.

The humanoid creature clapped its hands, and the spiritual energy encased in ice was extracted and infused into his body. It was his spoils of war, though he did not know how he had achieved it.

After becoming clan head, he experienced countless battles. Under his leadership, the Uchiha always took on the most arduous missions, and countless clansmen laid down their lives to uphold the glory of the clan.

The headquarters of the Soul Fighter Guild was in Shenghai, and the Guangnan District was merely one of its major branches; he had no way of making his way over there.