Meng Yunxi didn’t know how to react to Li Qingxue’s smug look. Yang Tian gave her dozens of drops, while Li Qingxue was acting up when she only had three.
“She’s a cheat!” raged Yun’er, wanting to strangle … 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
Yang Tian snickered. His wide-radius crimson demonstrated tremendous vital essence. His game plan was to turn it into a stamina contest since he was sure he’d outlast LI Qingxue.
The inferno, the red furnace, its marks and the … 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
Two individuals donning black robes watched the duel in the distance. The smaller individual’s eyes glimmered at the sight of Black Devil. She remarked, “Isn’t that the other half of the sword? How does he have it?”… 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
An elder, livid over the unfair play, huffed. “Now this is dangerous.”
Li Qingxue’s flames’ temperature was on the opposite end of the spectrum compared to her cold gaze. She used an ornament to … 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