Daren Academy and Qiyuan would even throw hands when it came to protecting their perspectives on Mystical Era. As far as the history mankind knew, there were eras that preceded Mystical Era; however, it was an era that … Read more
“… What do you mean ‘Who should I arrest’? Here I am eating my pork shoulders at home – even put the lid back on the pot – and, suddenly, I’m the one who attracted those freaks? Why … Read more
Up until now, Ming Feizhen never considered the man to be worth remembering. The most defining trait of the man was his lack of vigilance. In the presence of another martial arts adept, it was perfectly normal for … Read more
“Tell the truth.”
The sparse rays of dawn shining through the ajar window made Xin Buyi appear more malicious than if the windows to the light-deprived room were shut. When people thought of Xin Buyi, one of Yan … Read more
The fat man beamed, seemingly able to read their minds. “In business, every man wants to maximise his profits. Name your price without reservation, and we can parley.”
“… We can pay a thousand silver taels for you … Read more
Ming Feizhen slept the four hostile armed guards, then tried to steal a gander of the warehouse’s interior.
Su Li praised, “You really are good. You dropped them before I even saw you move.”
“That was actually slow. … Read more
“Allow me to share some rudimentary knowledge for success in the pugilistic world.” Ming Feizhen carried Hua Qing and Su Li out of Zhuo Estate using his qinggong, then gave them some different clothing before making a beeline … Read more
Ming Feizhen shook his head. “You couldn’t have missed the notice when I placed it in a conspicuous spot of your room… Did I get the wrong room? Who’s room did I put it in, then?”
“Mine.”
Hua … Read more
Hua Qing gave his account of the event, too, since being an eyewitness and victim would make his testimony more moving and complete.
“This one has been framed for rape, molestation, kidnapping and every other heinous crime under … Read more
“You’re Zhuo Fengru?”
Zhuo Fengru touched his few strands of white hair, then lifted his chin. “Hohoho, 100% authentic version.”
Before Ming Feizhen could speak or Hua Qing could slap himself and then cling to Zhuo Fengru’s leg, … Read more