Volume One, Chapter 21: Nowhere Else But Here

"I..." Yan Qingru opened her mouth as if she had something to say, but after lingering for a long time, nothing came out.

The problem was that Liu Yiming peered forward once more, only to find the opposing side still filled entirely with Imperial Japanese soldiers, with no sign of the Collaborationist Army. He remained hesitant, unable to decide whether to retreat now or wait a while longer.

As if the whole world were mocking her, Lu Lingshan clutched her head and fled the school in a panic, running back to the Lu residence in disarray.

Lu Zhongde sensed that something was wrong, but as long as the outcome was favorable and Lu Xijia was not expelled, he chose not to dwell on it.

The start of the semester arrived in the blink of an eye. As a sophomore at University A and Lu Xijia's nominal older sister, Lu Lingshan was naturally instructed by Lu Zhongde to take good care of her.

Thinking of this possibility, the light in Marx's eyes grew even more brilliant.

"Do you understand now? The problems you're worried about simply do not exist," Si Ruiyuan said coldly.

Mu Wufeng had no time for useless explanations; he flipped directly to the section on the Black Tortoise among the Four Divine Beasts, hoping to find some clues.

Neither kidnapping nor a car accident had been able to do anything to Su Hanyu, and with Si Ruiyuan protecting her now, it was even more impossible.

"Northern Territory Dark Pool!" Zhou Yi arrived in front of Yunqi Zhen'an. As he waved his right hand, a massive amount of viscous Water-Filth Lightning surged forth. It struck Yunqi Zhen'an's body, which was defended by Armament Haki, but had no effect at all. Zhou Yi stepped back as the thick lightning engulfed Yunqi Zhen'an, leaving him no room to escape.

After Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, Xie Chun had been observing the lotus. Hearing Lin Yumeng's words, he gained a new understanding of the lotus's identity and was quite satisfied with her actions. To reach the mid-stage of the Spirit Master realm in just two months—her talent was truly beyond reproach.

"Alas, no, no. Heavenly secrets must not be revealed," Xuan Zuo replied, shaking his head. The crowd burst into laughter, though he set down the wine in his hand.

Zhang Donghai insisted on calling again after being hung up on. After repeating this several times, "So annoying!" Zhao Qiaozhen sliced the phone in half with a knife. The lithium battery sparked and burst into flames.

The one with the highest growth was the Pixiu beast. Aside from a small portion given to Lin Tiancheng for alchemy, all the exotic beasts killed by the group were devoured by it. It had now broken through to the peak of the Seven-Star Dao Ancestor realm, exuding a formidable aura.

"This is my apprentice, Black Jack. An American I just took on; I didn't expect him to come today. Brother Zhanguo, please accept this gift," said Zhang Donghai.

Upon hearing that Lin Yumeng wanted to refine pills herself, Zhang Lihua became even more enthusiastic. These days, the benefits of befriending an alchemist far outweighed those of chasing a handsome man.

Ye Yang felt that Han Mengting must not have heard him clearly, so he repeated his name.

When Zhu Yucai saw Zhuang Daozi escape danger, he frowned, his eyes darting around as he seemed to be plotting another wicked scheme.

The mute slave's body stiffened slightly, his dark eyes deepening as if something were stirring in the depths.

A disastrously defeated Zhang Tianji and the half-dead Master Er'er were furious; the people of the Hidden Dragon were simply being too overbearing.

Just as Luo Xiaoqing began to ask her question, Chen Feng had already moved, leaping down from the second-floor balcony.

Unexpectedly, the burly man did not budge after the collision, absorbing the impact of the Iron Mountain Lean with muscles as powerful as those of Golden Boy Hoya. With a flick of his hand, the man nearly sent Wang Wei tumbling.

With raven hair, bright eyes, and simple clothes, her lazy smile carried a bone-deep allure. Her voice sounded like the strings of a pipa plucked randomly by someone who knew nothing of music—crisp, clever, and echoing straight into one's heart.

"She said she had nothing to do with me anymore. What, did she forget that just because she fell ill? Is this game still fun? Pity, this prince will no longer play along." His words were cold and heartless.

Ya'er drove to a point near the opponents. They knew someone was covering them with a rifle and others were rushing in a vehicle, so they had no time to revive their teammate. However, now that the car had reached them, they would not just sit and wait for death; they would certainly focus fire to kill the occupants of the car first.

However, Jamukha was an ambitious leader after all, and he had long prepared an escape route. Seeing the situation turn dire, he pulled the old priest beside him.

"Nothing is wrong, but she fell asleep after returning, and she’s still talking in her sleep!" Mu Xue was dazed for a long time before recording the audio for Qin Feng to hear.

Chen Yan had long since sensed the second man's movements and turned to kick him down. "It's not your turn yet." Chen Yan's tone was extremely chilling, making the man shudder.

Shang Wuqing's voice was gentle and firm. The warmth from their tightly clasped hands made Xiaosa feel very at ease. The fragrance of the Soul-Nourishing Wood on Shang Wuqing lingered in the air, seeping into their hearts. Xiaosa looked into the sunlight at Shang Wuqing's face, his eyes filled with a tenderness that seemed ready to overflow.

When Ye Hanyue felt the deep affection in those eyes, she immediately looked away.

"Is General Bai afraid to let me search the Garrison Commander's Mansion because he is feeling guilty?" In front of so many townspeople and officers of the Sui City Army, Su Hao was certain that General Bai would not dare do anything to her to maintain his reputation.

"I think Qinghan is absolutely right. What is so glorious about guarding that pathetic island, telling people every day that we are the descendants of an exiled princess?" Ning Yi did not move or show anger; he was merely stating a fact.