Volume 1, Chapter 50: Closing the Net, and We've Caught a Big One

Depois que desisti, Li Er me implorou para ser imperador. Prólogo da Brisa Suave 1250 words 2026-08-04 04:51:51

“Your Highness, the situation has reached this point. What should we do now?” a nearby guard whispered urgently.

“Close the net,” Li Chengqian said decisively.

“It’s time to end this farce and make these troublesome clowns pay the price they deserve!”

“When did you begin to suspect me?” Lord He San sighed, struggling to restrain his impulse as he withdrew his hand and sat down opposite Lin Nan. With a hint of helplessness, he asked.

“Don’t worry, Chief!” Ye Shiyu said, worried that such matters might leak and provoke troublesome reporters to dig further.

This truly posed a challenge for Yu Zhong. Although he was well-liked, it was impossible for him to recall every name.

In Ling Xiaozi’s eyes, the most crucial thing now was to wait for the barrier to appear and revive the Zombie King. Once the Zombie King was resurrected, nothing else would matter.

“All right, I’ll arrange it immediately!” With that, Luo Hebin left the bedroom, exited the villa, and went to a nearby market. He bought a pack of sanitary pads and then a pack of chili powder.

After Zhang Yiming finished speaking, he lit a cigarette and turned to leave. Wu Xinyang now truly resembled old Wu Er, trembling uncontrollably.

Wu Xinyang could hardly believe the scene before him. The group of hired thugs he had paid handsomely had been completely neutralized without so much as touching their opponent. Yang Jie’s skills far exceeded his expectations.

Qi Feng sat by the table, which was, as usual, laden with a variety of breakfast foods. Without much thought, Qi Feng stuffed his cheeks and devoured the food in a whirlwind. By the time Wei Xinran came downstairs in shorts and a vest, jet-lagged as usual, there was hardly any soup left.

The group exchanged names. When Tang Xiyao mentioned Ye Suiyun, she briefly touched upon it. Ye Suiyun nodded in acknowledgment. Although masked, she had already met her master and servant that day and had surely been recognized. She merely winked and shook her head slightly.

First, the timestamp in the lower right corner of the video was from four days ago. But wasn’t Professor Zhang said to have disappeared a week ago?

Wang Xin moved like a shadow, evading Wang Ying’s attacks. His hands never stopped—a left palm, a right fist—striking with feints and real blows, always targeting Wang Ying’s vital points.

Around them, the seats were filled with angels, there to watch the battle and place bets.

Qin Baizhan was stunned. Though battle-hardened, he had never encountered such a strange situation before.

The Demon Emperor’s destructive power was immense, like a double-edged sword; if not controlled properly, it could harm not only others but himself as well.

Upon seeing their commander captured, the official soldiers were thrown into chaos. Some fled the battlefield outright, others trapped abandoned their weapons and gave up the fight.

Now that she cultivated immortality alongside Ye Fan, she felt separated from the mundane world. She wanted to truly experience what it was like to stroll and date with the one she loved.

Mo Yu waved his hand, interrupting the two men’s conversation. Hearing the sobbing from Tianxi Palace, he couldn’t help but sigh.

Purchasing was impossible, and forceful seizure failed; thus, theft was the only option. But just as the immortal tea was within reach, the Nine-Headed Turtle, already on guard, blocked them. Not only that, but it had also summoned two formidable allies.

He chuckled darkly. This old man, looking feeble, smiled with a sinister air. The chill that ran down Yi Tianyun’s spine confirmed that the evil spirit clan was surely doomed.

Upon hearing this, the Demon Emperor couldn’t help but look up at the Splendid Heavenly Palace. After a moment, he took a deep breath, nodded respectfully, and turned to leave.

With a handsome tilt of his chin, Nong Xue squinted, gazing towards the sky outside. His eyes fixed unwaveringly on the location of a certain inn.

Although Ma Tao and the others had been settled, their appointments and duties still required Zhang Fei’s decision.