Volume One, Chapter 22: For the Sake of Aunt's Honor

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The giant beast heaved itself up from the ground, shaking its massive head to dislodge the rubble before fixing its red eyes directly on Tang Ze, who hovered in mid-air.
Along the way, Zhang Xinyi kept one arm linked with 'Su Yi.' Although Ling Zuotian did not feel anything particular, he still found the situation awkward.
The green-eyed man sneered, seemingly mocking Feilun’s overestimation of his own abilities. With a flick of his wrist, he raised his left hand, which had been hanging by his waist.
After a long silence, Su Suchu’s body tensed, and he sobbed as he helped Chu Zhaonan move Yao Liangzhi’s body.
Therefore, while the Dragon Gate’s territory appeared vast, Shanghai remained the top priority.
Unfortunately, Ling Zuotian’s bear hug failed to wake Ren Tianfan, who had consumed the spirit spring wine; he remained like a corpse, albeit a snoring one.
Linshi merely made a remark; it did not believe that, following the nuclear explosion, any humans in City A would have the courage to enter.
The other three also stared at Ye Yunfei, eager to know where he had managed to obtain missiles.
You Zishi was no fool, nor did he wish to be a clown; he simply longed for a grand platform from which he could take flight.
However, once they emerged, they discovered that the situation was far more severe than they had imagined. Just seeing Head Bodyguard Zhang, Magistrate Yuan, and the others cowering in the safety zone beside Liu Chuanfeng was enough to show how intense the fan war had escalated.
This was a technique derived from the ancient martial art of the Frozen Palm, using the icy frost of an ice-seed lotus to condense a shield capable of resisting the impact of Moyang’s strike.
Guo Yong was one of the "Sanhe Gods." He could no longer remember when he had arrived in Sanhe, but he was likely unable to leave now.

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His words had been modest enough, but the moment he began to sing, everyone—from the front of the house to the backstage—was stunned. He went off-key in the very first line, and subsequently forgot his lyrics and stumbled over his words; he sounded exactly like a sickly chicken suffering from avian flu. It was enough to make one’s hair stand on end, yet he remained perfectly pleased with himself, eyes gleaming and hair tossing, convinced he was utterly mesmerizing.
"This is the commander’s flag. I shall remain here on this mountain. If General Xu can snatch this flag from my hand within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he shall be declared the victor!" Yu Xin reached out, displaying the flag held in his hand.
"In my view, a beauty like the Peony Fairy is the wife every man dreams of," the second brother, Yi, continued to hold forth with his grand theories.
Upon seeing the men, Yu Xin’s expression calmed. She nodded slightly and walked straight toward the breakfast stall. Xu Zileng smiled, choosing not to interfere.
The shut-in felt a pang of regret over this. He hadn't intended to go around fleecing the local wealthy, but Jiang Zheng was, after all, a local power in Qinghe, and he might have needed his help in the future. However, the man was elusive, and it was rare to obtain a fixed contact address, only for it to be rendered useless so quickly.
The next morning, when He Qing and Qin Ruojing woke up, Chu Gu had already prepared breakfast. As Qin Ruojing walked toward the dining table, he pulled out her chair in advance. After the meal, he took the initiative to wash the dishes, and once Qin Ruojing left, he began to clean the house.
Lin Yi understood why they had appeared and nodded, but just as he was about to speak, the man interrupted him directly.
No one in this world would act as he did. Through their conversations, he hoped to change all of this; otherwise, if he were to be tormented like this every time, what was he to do? He hoped she could clarify things today, or else, if she mocked him every single time, he would be ruined by the end of it.
Had he been too expressive just now? Was discussing schoolwork between roommates really something that required this much hesitation?
Dressed in a scholar’s robe and holding a feather fan, he looked like a master from the Confucian Garden. However, the sight filled Qin Chuan’s heart with profound gloom. He had seen this man before, and he knew him quite well.
They had nowhere to plead their case and could only feel sorrow and indignation. Some of the demon beasts even looked at these eight terrifying human monsters, trembling in fear themselves.
Zhao Peng knew the saying that there had been no thunder tribulations in the Central Plains since ancient times. But the idea that there had never been a saint on the Prime Star was something he had never heard; in fact, he had only heard the name "Prime Star" for the first time that very night.

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Before long, Tea Aunt returned with Old Father Mo and a large caravan. After a few polite exchanges, they set off together to return to the village.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have some money, but what era is this? You don't even have a single credit card. How laughable!" The influencer-faced woman looked at the black bank card in Tang Feng’s hand with disdain and casually pulled out a platinum card to hand to the store manager.
Xu Lu and Shen Ke shivered again. "You are just fear-mongering! If not, show us the evidence!" Shen Ke said, forcing down his trembling body.
This sword had the same origin as the Profound Ice Fire Feather Arrow that Zhao Peng had once fired with the Carved Beam and Painted Bird Bow; in the eyes of the people of this age, it had never been seen in the hands of anyone else.
But Zhao Chuanzhi could not go to verify it in person. If he went himself, that Brain-in-a-Vat might lose its restraint and summon the genetically modified humans and cybernetic mutants on the spot, which would be disastrous.
When the head of the mobile company, representing the core leadership of the three major firms, filed a complaint with the National Telecommunications Bureau, claiming that Legend Company could not provide network communications because it lacked a telecommunications license...
Zhou Tianxue said nothing more. She studied Shan Wushuang with a strange look for a few seconds before leaving, just before Shan Wushuang could fly into a rage.
As for space, it seemed even calmer than the ocean. Especially in places without even a meteorite, it felt as though one could fly freely without a single care in the world.