Chapter 32: A Counterstrike in One Move
A deathly silence fell over the banquet. Everyone stared with wide eyes, stunned by the scene; no one had expected Sheng Xiayan to brazenly splash a cup of tea directly into the Madam’s face in full view of the guests.
The air grew heavy with thick awkwardness as the Madam’s face flushed a deep crimson. She gripped her sleeves so tightly her knuckles turned white, her chest heaving as she was rendered speechless by fury. As the wife of the Grand Tutor, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?
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The Radiance Kings, however, felt no fear. On the contrary, they were incredibly excited. The arrival of the mage offered them hope for the evolution of their entire race; the endless, pure, high-level energy made every King drool with desire.
After all, he had been trapped in the formation for so long, and his opponent had been holding back, never unleashing a full-force attack. If the opponent had utilized all thirteen hand seals from the start, he would have likely been defeated long ago.
Tian Shuai’s roommate in particular gazed at Su Xueqing with eyes full of light, though he couldn't help but shoot a look of disdain toward Zhang Cheng.
Physically and mentally exhausted, Wolf did not speak, simply nodding in silence. The leaders understood his intent and bid their farewells, filing out of Wolf’s tent and leaving him to rest alone.
Weir watched Kake’s antics with resignation, then lifted his chair and stuffed a piece of cloth into Kake’s mouth.
"Wait a little longer. I can feel that what we are looking for should be in there." Weir looked ahead, his feet never slowing.
When the Hyper Beam collided with the Seven-Star Alignment, the members of the Alliance were shocked, yet they all wore expressions of "as expected," while the Neon people were left in utter disbelief.
His current level was the Spirit Practitioner Realm, and that was exactly what Li Xun had reported for him. Indeed, being a veteran of the world, he had estimated correctly; yet, Li Xun had miscalculated one thing: Meng Si’s true strength.
"No, there’s no need. Just keep driving." Ye Ningzi sat in the passenger seat, pursing her lips gently, lost in her own thoughts.
Weir ran off the platform beside the stone pillar and sprinted toward the window. Looking out, he saw a massive rock slowly sinking beneath the surface of the vast, azure sea.
"I tell you, you silly girl, can you not stand to see your mother happy? Why must you bring that up? Besides, fame will fade one day; knowledge is what’s truly useful. If you study hard now, you’ll surely be better than him later." Bai Juan’s voice grew involuntarily louder.
This was nothing short of absolutely divine! Zhu Xia considered himself to have eaten countless delicacies, but he was certain of one thing: this "Living Dragon, Lively Tiger" shrimp was the most delicious fried shrimp he had ever tasted. Common words were truly insufficient to describe it.
"Upon my return, the Patriarch generously gifted me a beautiful estate. Is the next step to arrange a marriage for me?" Lin Fu asked.
"Using me?" Xiao Mo was puzzled. He looked at You Dongtian with cold eyes, appearing completely unconvinced. Based on his understanding of Zhu Xia, he believed that Zhu Xia was absolutely not that kind of person.
He brought Xie Yuan into his master’s home. His master had passed away several years ago. It was very quiet here.
"Mighty, mighty, victory, victory..." Hundreds of thousands of people chanted in unison once more, the sound shaking the heavens. The roar was so loud that even the enemy encampment, tens of miles away, could hear the echoes, and the sheer force of the display sent a chill of terror through the enemy soldiers.
If Meng Yishan were to be wiped out in Liyang, the Hangzhou Army would be weakened to the extreme. Even if Huai Dong had no territorial ambitions, would the remnants of the Hangzhou Army alone be capable of suppressing the boiling public outrage in the counties surrounding Lake Tai?
"That won't be necessary. My grandfather served as an official in Nanyang Commandery in his early years and had a deep friendship with the Zhang family. As long as my father writes a letter, he will surely come." At this, Tao Zhan cast a look of gratitude at Liu Jing.