Chapter 28

"Not bad, not bad at all," Xue Hao praised without reservation. Mu Mengmiao rolled her eyes at Xue Hao’s lack of decorum, ignoring him as she busied herself tidying up the room. The place was in a complete mess thanks to him. "Honestly, anyone would think you were tearing the house down," she muttered, her willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed in annoyance.

Niu Xing'er scanned the surroundings, then cleared away a pile of weeds to reveal a slender, hidden passageway beneath.

Feng Tianhua was furious. To dare say such a thing—it was laughable, especially since he had said it in broad daylight, right in front of Shi Yutong herself.

The True Hou King opened its massive maw, spewing a bolt of chaotic lightning infused with a destructive aura that felt capable of burying the heavens.

"You must be from the Black Tower! Get lost at once; the essence stones are ours!" a deep, booming voice rang out.

Ouyang Qing, noticing everyone staring at her, quickly revealed her tile. It really wasn't number five.

Bai Xuan, however, didn't get angry. Instead, he calmed down, looking as though he had Hu Jun exactly where he wanted him. Hu Jun’s expression turned grim.

"As for the share distribution and the salary package, let’s wait until I’ve hired professionals to get this company up and running. We can discuss the details then—how does that sound?"

Faintly, one could see purple, unidentified objects drifting along the tentacles and into that mass of energy. Gradually, the purple objects vanished, and at that moment, Lie Huo awakened.

A young profound master in his early twenties, dressed in black robes with a green sash, followed closely behind her.

Fu Zhiwei wore a nude-pink, one-shoulder gown, her wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. A faint, delicate smile graced her face.

Because in her sober state, she could not abandon her pride to take that final step; she required an external force, a way to lose herself.

Yin Xue’s gaze swept over Yin Rui. She was merely a pitiful soul, and Yin Xue had never truly considered her a threat, so how could there be a question of forgiveness or lack thereof?

She said coolly, "In other words, if the department heads of two schools are of the same gender, the selection is made via a tryout process?"

Su Zheng, fifty-three, divorced, the richest man in Qian City with a net worth of ten billion, was Fu Zhiwei’s blind date for the evening.

As for the so-called Brocade Guards, Chen Tan was naturally aware of them. Yet, after reviewing everyone in his household countless times, he still felt it unlikely. As a man who had retired to his hometown, he should not be entitled to such "special honors."

"You are so warm-hearted toward the villagers; it makes me feel ashamed by comparison," Yu Xia sighed, her face full of embarrassment.

A glance at the scene showed the battle had reached a fever pitch, with both sides locked in an intense struggle.

Xu Yiming hadn't even agreed when he was yanked to his feet. He couldn't help but grumble to himself, *Damn it, these women sometimes need help unscrewing a bottle cap, so why are they so strong when they want to be?*

"Hell! What is wrong with people these days? So tacky. This is no fun at all. This absolutely won't do. We have rules here," Xue Hao said, hurriedly pushing the items back.

After speaking, Brother Sen took out his phone, stepping out of the room to call A-Xu.

Just as Cao Zhi was traveling back to Cangxuan Province with Cao Pei, a silver-white sword beam tore through the starry sky, sweeping directly toward them. The sharp edge nearly ripped the void apart, its terrifying momentum locking firmly onto the pair.

After speaking, Chen Xinghai headed toward the locker room, satisfied with the excuse that had saved him tens of thousands.

"No! We can't use guns. Don't forget this is a blind spot. If they run even a few steps to the right, you won't be able to lock onto their position. I’ll go; this requires close-quarters combat," Wang Feng said, changing into casual clothes before stepping out of the car.

"Cousin, let's go! We’ll head to that barbecue spot you mentioned and call Mom and Dad. We can wait for them there and have some skewers so they can rest before heading home—otherwise, they’ll be exhausted," his cousin said, not forgetting to wipe away the excess saliva that had gathered while she spoke.

"This..." The two people fighting Su Fang were gripped by fear. A single strike—a single move had crippled three four-star experts?

"Alright, let's put these trivial matters aside. Why exactly did you come to see me today, Brother Sidao?" Li Ren feigned ignorance while knowing full well the intent.

Hao Shuai and the others had come to find Ye Bai today to ask what the first project of the White Society would be.

Touching the patch of grass was one thing, but when Ye Bai reached his hand into the deepest part and made contact with the ditch, his hand finally began to tremble again.

If he were an impulsive player who wore his heart on his sleeve, he might have gone straight to Mike Brown after a game or two to demand answers. But Zhang Kong was not such an impulsive fellow. When he encountered problems, he didn't choose to voice them; instead, he kept them to himself and pondered them slowly.

The carriage stopped at the edge of the great plaza. Long Ying took the black headscarf handed to her by Lady Xiang and wrapped her head as instructed, while she wrapped her own in blue cloth before stepping down.

In such circumstances, you couldn't blame the media for being restless—Zhang Kong simply wouldn't let them be calm.

Although the defense of an ice mage isn't particularly strong, the freezing air is a troublesome thing. The thief stood in a standoff with Chen Ji, trying to devise a way to deal with him, only to find that Chen Ji had launched another offensive.