Volume 1, Chapter 39: Hello, Mr. Shi.

"I trusted you so much," Lady Ning whispered, her voice faint as a thread, yet her eyes were filled with nothing but disappointment and resentment.

"Oh?" The little bean touched his head, looking at him with a face full of confusion. Wasn't that the case?

When her skin at the ankle brushed against Shu Mo’s fingers, which were as cold as polished jade, she shuddered, frozen in place. It wasn't until a sudden, sharp pain flared as Shu Mo set her dislocated joint that her wandering soul was pulled back to reality.

She didn't know why, but despite it being her first time meeting Er Qing's mother, Xiyue felt a sense of familiarity. She couldn't trace the origin of this feeling, but it was there nonetheless.

Hearing Sun Sanhu’s words, Liu Cui'e felt uncomfortable. She thought to herself, if your family hadn't been so overbearing, Jingdong might have already been at university. Now, not only had he failed to take his exams, but he had also spent time in prison because of you. How could this grievance be wiped away just like that?

"It's alright, this matter has nothing to do with Fang Zheng'yan; it’s a grudge I have with someone else," Fang Wuyun said, gently patting the back of Chu Xinlan’s hand to reassure her.

Tong Ran stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window in Yi Jiazhen’s lounge, gazing at the scenery outside while marveling at the extravagance of capitalism. She knew that Hairei Entertainment was the largest talent agency to date, and from the moment she stepped into the building, she sensed a grandeur unlike any other company.

On the other side, inside the room, Tong Ran was completely unaware of what had happened downstairs, still reeling from the shock of Yi Chengxiu’s return.

Chen Yao’s gaze turned cold, but without hesitation, he hoisted Jun Wuye up and used his lightness skill to vault over the courtyard wall, disappearing before the members of the Chongyang Palace could even react to give chase.

Zhang Zijing shook her head. "She hates me to the bone now. Do you think she would still save Zhenzhen?" Having lost her temper earlier, she had acted impulsively, but now that she had calmed down, she realized with deep sorrow that her recklessness had cut off any chance of survival for Zhenzhen.

For instance, following this grand competition, the entire populace of Huaxia began to speculate about the connection between the Yanjing Military Region and the massacre of the Lone Wolf Special Forces, as well as the relationship between the Yanjing Military Region and the Corpse Clan.

Meanwhile, outside the gold-gilded gates of the Xu residence, a Porsche Panamera pulled up with a sharp screech.

Ruan Linmei felt exhausted. Though she couldn't sleep, curling up beside her mother made her feel much more at ease.

Liang Sheng was displeased to hear that Liang Xu had taken his master's wife's appearance and brought it out into the public for people to gossip about.

"I’m going to watch you drink your medicine at noon," Grandma Zhou said with a stern face. Chun Tao offered a conciliatory smile, and Grandma Zhou, unable to hold back, immediately burst into a beaming smile.

Perhaps all parents in China are like this. Fearing that their children will take the wrong path, yet disregarding the children's own desires. However, when the final product turns out flawed, it would be good for parents to reflect on themselves.

A moment later, all the corpses within the formation were incinerated to ash, scattered by the wind until they vanished without a trace.

As the voice faded, two massive screens behind the podium displayed a leaderboard. One showed the information for the contestants ranked first through fiftieth, while the other showed the fifty-first through one-hundredth.

After cursing, he felt his emotions spiraling out of control. He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly to calm his agitation.

Just after getting off the plane and turning on his phone, he saw a message from his parents, reminding him to notify them if there was any news about Shen Mingjin.

"I didn't ask for your help," Lin Xiao said, though he felt grateful, his tone remained stubborn.

"You..." Both the Purgatory Blood Bat and the Woodpecker revealed killing intent in their eyes, yet neither moved. Who knew if she was telling the truth or bluffing? They dared not gamble with Lin Yun’s life.

"Whoops," caught off guard, I had my arm wrapped by his bone-chain blade. Stumbling in mid-air, I was dragged backward by the force of his throw. Liu Kaizhen’s strength was immense; I had to flap my wings frantically a dozen times before I finally steadied myself.

Thus, in many instances here, the law was reduced to nothing more than the ultimate weapon for the wealthy.

However, judging by the screams, Duan Tong was clearly faking it, while Wan'er’s reaction was more genuine.

That guy was truly worthy of being a casino owner; his vigilance was high. By the time we pushed the door open, he had already reached the window, preparing to jump and flee.

As for the Enforcers, they were legendary figures who only acted to execute those who violated the rules of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Their cultivation levels were so high that they usually struck from thousands of miles away with a single bolt of heavenly lightning to annihilate their targets. Over the years, those who had actually seen an Enforcer were few and far between.

In that momentary lapse of focus, Li Cai'lian’s gaze turned sharp as a blade. Her flying sword darted rapidly, and several screams rang out immediately.

All the instructors and disciples who saw the disc were stunned. Feeling the pressure emanating from a War Spirit of such a realm, they were left at a loss, standing frozen in place, afraid to move.

"Are you Mr. Xi Tianling?" the middle-aged man asked, casting an admiring glance at Ling Hanshuang, who stood beside Xi Tianling, before immediately averting his gaze to address Xi.