Chapter 159: Who Does Not Know

Lin Yaoxue strode aggressively into the estate, and none of the guards, maids, or eunuchs along the way dared to stop her.
Seeing her return, they were utterly shocked.
Hadn't it been said that the Princess had become the Empress of the Great Zhou? Why was she suddenly back, safe and sound?
A eunuch hurriedly rushed off to report the news to Princess Xuanping.
"Oh, if it isn't Princess Gaoping? I heard that you..."
This fellow definitely did not look like this originally; he must have practiced some miraculous technique capable of restoring youth.
A trace of shock flickered in Lin Xianyan's eyes. She stared in astonishment at the corpse on the ground, seemingly finding it entirely unbelievable.
Faint pink mist drifted through the air outside as Fusu gazed straight ahead and continued walking forward.
Mayor Hu, seated below, let out a smile at the corner of his lips, stood up, and slipped away while everyone else was distracted.
The identity token not only recorded the personal data of each student, but also tracked their individual merit points.
Naturally, they were well aware that the wager between Ye Cangxuan and Long Mu also included a condition where the loser would sever his own hands.

As the words fell, a violent gale rose around the youth, and his clean, ordinary features suddenly revealed a fierce, piercing murderous intent.
With merely a single sword strike, one of the three candles linked to Gu Mingzi was instantly extinguished.
"Chen Fan! Opening the Gate of the Demon Realm is in accordance with the development of the era! You cannot stop it, so stop making futile struggles," Bu Qingyun roared loudly.
Zi'er used her own body to shield Xiao Tianling from Chen Shubao's sword, bringing her tragic life to an end.
Had she just woken up and experienced a massive hallucination? Or had they really left City A for another city?
The master expounding the scriptures in the main hall remained seated within, eyes closed as he twirled his prayer beads, turning a deaf ear to the commotion outside.
"A body composed entirely of creeping worms?" The high-ranking angel Sharur could not help but frown slightly, not only because the enemy was difficult to deal with, but also because she felt a hint of disgust toward them.
Gao Ming hurriedly said, "Director Qian, you jest. How would I ever dare to check on your work? I wanted to come see you earlier, but was afraid you wouldn't be there and I'd make a wasted trip."
Turning around, he soared directly into the air. The direction he wished to search was extremely clear; since Master Kui's trace did not appear within the range of his spiritual sense, Jiang Han needed to search an area ten miles away.
"Young Master, he is in his room!" Upon learning where Keigo was, Ian released the servant's hand and walked with satisfaction toward Keigo's bedroom.
The heavy wooden door was pushed open in silence, and the talisman seals pasted on the door for fire and burglary prevention were suppressed without even a sliver of room to struggle.

"Mn!" Keigo Atobe watched Chana's departing figure, feeling nothing amiss, yet somehow, an inexplicable sense of unease welled up in his heart.
"A beauty? What beauty?" Seiichi Yukio asked in confusion. What beauty? Why was Nana saying things he couldn't understand?
After nearly an hour, they arrived in the city. Without lingering idly, they headed straight for the Shennong Hall.
However, he had to endure it, for he had no time to eat, nor did he wish to give up such an excellent disguise. His eyes remained fixed ahead.
To her, the walls in this world that were not made of concrete could be punched through to create a hole in mere minutes, and she could guarantee the wall wouldn't collapse because of it.
Turning back around, that Mr. Wang was already clinking glasses and exchanging toasts with Zihou. It was evident they found each other late in life, conversing with great delight, feeling very much like heroes thinking along the same lines.
Leading dozens of guards, they burst in with great momentum. His dark complexion bore little emotion, carrying an air of being utterly impartial and ruthless. Without a single word of unnecessary nonsense, he reached out to grab Mu Youchen's arm.
So much for a low-health counter-kill; wouldn't he just play himself to death now? Their fingers began to itch with eagerness, and a vocabulary of aggressive attacks instantly converged in their minds. The moment the low-health Olaf fell, they were going to tear into Wang Kai with all their might.