Chapter 43

He was, in fact, a master of social interaction; it was only his former arrogance that had made him so unlikable. Now that he could greet others with a smile, he naturally became quite popular.

Consumed by overwhelming fury, the Emperor’s expression instead turned unnaturally calm. He glanced at the Empress and Gu Anqin before withdrawing his gaze.

Once this thought took root, it became impossible to suppress. Although I knew both the thought and the action were wrong, my head was spinning with heat, and I didn't think twice—I just wanted to vent immediately.

"Rise," Lin Hao asked with a cold face. "These three old fools wish to kill me. As my pets, tell me, what should I do?"

I told him I truly didn't know how to talk to him anymore; he was too strange, and I had no desire to speak with him now.

Although it felt wasteful to use the Reincarnation Herb to revive the Old Green Ox, there would be no him today without that ox, for it was the creature that had guided him onto the path of immortality.

As he spoke, Chen Chong urged us to pack up, saying he would take us out to eat. While Wang Baiwan was changing clothes, he even asked Chen Chong if he had managed to find any foreign women, so he could have a taste of something new.

In recent years, the lives of commoners had steadily improved. The price of rice remained the same as it had been eight years ago, in the twenty-first year of Yongzhi: ten yuan per stone. Markets like Xinfeng Street existed in several places throughout the capital, all backed by powerful and wealthy families.

The situation when Shao Ying ascended the throne was far from favorable, yet he had essentially completed a process of "centralization" by now. How could that have been achieved with a gentle face alone?

When it finally ended, she had intended to close it, but remembering that this was the most beautiful affirmation from the audience for her first lead project, she saved the contents of the private messages.

Seeing that they had matters to attend to, Jiang Zhankui and Jiang Jiu sensibly withdrew, and Nanny Wang led the servants away as well.

He was a young master of the Monge family, having lived there for over a decade, with all the affection and hopes of his relatives surrounding him for all those years.

To ensure the carriage would race down the mountain, Flower-Dog specifically tied pine resin to the horse's tail and set it on fire.

Suddenly, a rich, meaty aroma exploded in his mouth like a detonated bomb.

Below the city walls, Ji Xi was certain that Yuan Xi and the others would not shy away from battle, so he had already set up his formation. Seeing the enemy swarm out, Ji Xi burst into hearty laughter, his blood boiling; he had not felt this taste of iron and blood for a long time, and he had missed it.

"An airship transport squadron? I have no objections, I just don't know if it’s convenient for the Stone King." As expected, Orlando agreed after only a brief consideration.

"..." A flicker of pain crossed Prince Xie’s deep-set eyes as he fiercely grabbed the hair at the back of his head, forcing him to look up.

He watched as Nian Hui entered in a crisp suit, his short hair neat and his handsome face expressionless, followed by Mei Gui, whom he was holding by the hand.

"It's over, it's over. Has our generation of the Biquan Sect truly fallen? Is there no one left who can fight the cultivators of the Xuangang Sect?" The elder wore a look of profound dejection.

The house was simply too beautiful. To put it bluntly, because it was not far from Chenchen’s kindergarten and stood as a landmark building with its own private entrance, she had envied it more times than she could count.

The old woman was covered by a thick quilt, her face a map of wrinkles and gullies, her eyes cloudy and dim.

The year was drawing to a close, and during this period, Chenxi’s reputation was truly shattered. Once a legend, she had now rotted into the gutter.

In the past, he had been a jack-of-all-trades, dabbling in everything and doing it reasonably well; skills like playing the guitar or taking photos to woo women had come easily to him.

At that very moment, a towering figure blocked my path forward.

The crowd was startled, but those who still had their own agendas paid no mind to the Crown Prince’s words.

A man with long golden hair was smoking, and nearby, a large, bulky man was on the phone.

From the first moment she saw Nangong Yunxiao, she knew he was a man of deep schemes and difficult to deal with, so she would not be foolish enough to let him discover her deepest secrets.

Wei walked forward to inspect the state of the garden, and only after confirming that everything was truly in order did she set her mind at ease.

Song Lanping did not know what to say to that girl, but it didn't matter; as long as he could persuade her to agree, there would be hope for them to remain.

Behind the miscellaneous soldiers, two strong Merman guards approached, stepping into the water alongside the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

In the temporary palace at Dong'e, King Wei of Qi sat in the seat of honor, with King Hui of Wei and King Xuan of Han in the secondary seats. They appeared harmonious, as if the host and guests were getting along quite well.

My goodness, has the world turned upside down? The body double is not the one from yesterday; I fear even Goering wouldn't be able to handle this body double today.

Inside Jupiter, there exists a metallic state that does not occur on Earth: the metallic form of hydrogen.

In their eyes, the simultaneous activation of the array power in over a dozen stone halls to form such a massive lightning dragon attack would tear even a true Golden Core powerhouse to pieces, let alone a youth who had not yet reached that realm.

Though he had achieved sainthood through his physical body, he was not a true Sage after all, and he finally realized he still had a long way to go.

Having dealt with various foreign races and sacred lands for so long, he must have understood that the laws of the desolate, abandoned realm were incomplete.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of magic-conduit arts knew that with such vast magical power and elemental concentration, anyone other than the caster would find it impossible to move a single step.