Volume One, Chapter 57: Zhao Ye Not Only Didn’t Let Go, But Held Even Tighter

Xiangzhu desperately wanted to retort to Zhao Ye, asking whether this was the Highness's sincere intent or simply his bizarre physique.
However, remembering that she only had a single fragile head that was easily severed, she silently swallowed the words back down.
"Answer me!" Zhao Ye pressed one hand against the doorframe.
Xiangzhu had nowhere left to retreat.
"Your Highness is the master. If Your Highness gives an order, this servant dares not disobey."
Zhao Ye was almost angered into laughter.
"Who... awakened me..." Origin Daoist let out a bewildered voice, his consciousness seemingly still immersed in the depths of many years ago, unable to extricate himself.
Yet, as the situation on the scene had become entirely clear, Wang Qing no longer needed to maintain the cautious demeanor he had shown before.
Returning to the shop, the bloodstains and corpses had already been disposed of by Chen Qingshan. Fang Jie did not ask her where she had thrown Wang Wei's body, for he trusted Chen Qingshan's meticulousness.
This cat had one purple eye and one pale red eye, mirroring its master and exuding a profound sense of mystery.
In an instant, a torrent of white airflow swept through the cavern. The mercenary leader, who had only just stood up, had no time to react before he, along with Yuzhu and Kamika, was swept up by the storm. He managed only to let out a single miserable scream before being flung away through the cavern entrance into the unknown distance.
The web of Fang Jie's thumb and forefinger was instantly split open by the violent impact, and even before the blood could surge out, his body crashed heavily to the ground.
Dong Xiao and Liu Xiaoxiao were standing not far away, and they had not walked over. When he had taken Zhou Ji around the corner, Dong Xiao and Liu Xiaoxiao must have seen it all very clearly.
Sun Qinyan thought to herself that the Valley of the Medicine King was truly vast; though named the Valley of the Medicine King, the surrounding mountains were evidently under their control as well.
Although he had yet to meet Li Xiandao face-to-face, in the spiritual battle fought in the ethereal realm, he had suffered a crushing defeat, and naturally he no longer dared to meet Li Xiandao again.
He looked down at his own hands, and must admit that the sensation of possessing power finally gave him a slight sense of belonging to this world.
Lu Jianhong felt that if he were to take all the work into his own hands and attend to every trivial detail, he would end up working himself to death just like Zhuge Liang. It seemed he needed to further delegate the related responsibilities; otherwise, instead of doing anything else, he would be entirely overwhelmed just by reading through documents.
Tang Xiao hastily nodded and hurried over to Han Yue's office. Of course, how could Han Yue possibly allow the head of the Propaganda Department to do manual labor herself? Instead, it only added to Han Yue's troubles, as she had to pour tea and wait upon her.
"It's not that I can't keep it under control; it's simply too mischievous, and I don't have the heart to beat it," I said with a chuckle.
Star-Lord and the others pursued closely and arrived shortly. The powerhouses of our Star Clan formed a tight encirclement, trapping Situ Yufan right in the middle.
"Hmph, if not you, then who? Senior Brother Huang Hao's body is still warm, clearly having passed away not long ago, yet you appeared before us. What does that imply? I think anyone with eyes can see it clearly!" this disciple spoke up once more.
"Of course that's no problem!" With a single thought from Situ Yufan, his spiritual pet materialized above his head, dancing gracefully through the void.
Half an hour later, Jun Yixiao opened his eyes, the fatigue on his face completely swept away. "Muxuan, I am coming!" As he spoke, Jun Yixiao's palms subconsciously rubbed together like a starving ghost of lust.
Thus far, this matter had not yielded a clear-cut conclusion, meaning Lu Jianhong might still harbor doubts regarding Qin Biling. Would heading to Qing'an at this juncture provoke unnecessary trouble?
"Boom!" Amidst a heaven-shaking explosion, Yushan and her immortal pet stood back-to-back, their formidable immortal energy protective shields rippling under the impact of the lingering shockwaves.
Tomorrow was the weekend, and what should he do this evening? Originally, he had planned to visit Jing Shan, but considering that their alliance had now surfaced before the public eye, to avoid unnecessary complications, it was best for them to minimize contact at night—just in case some sharp-eyed person seized upon a pretext, which would spell massive trouble.