Volume 1, Chapter 26: I Possess an Object

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Li Xian stood silently by the doorway for a moment before saying helplessly, “Heroine, stop threatening me with that dagger. I saved your life. Even if you don’t intend to repay me, you could at least refrain from biting the hand that fed you!”

As Li Xian spoke, the person behind him did not draw her dagger.

It seemed that she, too, knew what had happened the night before.

Although Li Xian had taken liberties with her, the fact remained that he had saved her life.

She said coldly, “What have you come here for?!”

Couldn’t she speak civilly?

Li Xian sighed. He glanced at the woman and gestured toward the things in his hands before saying, “I brought you breakfast and came to see whether you were all right, but judging from the way things look now…”

“By refusing to take me seriously and keeping that vile creature at your side, you will regret it sooner or later!” Before leaving, she still could not resist delivering one final threat.

“Ah…” Commander Chen let out a heavy sigh and punched the wall of the cave, knocking loose a layer of dust.

“That isn’t the reason. It was my mother. She said I was going to meet a prospective match, so I followed her around visiting relatives. Cousin Wanqing’s marriage has been arranged, you know?” Zhu Yuran asked.

The reports filed by dozens of people triggered a flood of counter-reports. They bickered back and forth, implicating more than a hundred people in all. Only a little over a hundred remained calm and showed no reaction.

Cooperation did not mean joining. In other words, Ray was not under Dumbledore’s direction or jurisdiction. Whether in terms of spiritual leadership or practical organization, Ray belonged to another group—an organization intended to stand alongside the Order of the Phoenix.

He had originally planned to collect some bear meat, but to Li Qing’s great surprise, he ended up obtaining a drop of blood instead.

Since the war began, General Zhang Zizhong’s Fifty-Ninth Army had suffered more than seven thousand casualties through repeated battles, while killing nearly six thousand Japanese soldiers.

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Certainly. Heathcliff must have used his authority just now; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to lose so little health.

The dragon horn was the crystallized spiritual core of a lesser dragon species. After losing one horn, Sarah became extremely weak, and even after recovering from that weakened state, her spiritual core would be greatly diminished.

At that moment, he could not help recalling the school motto he had heard from Ray: Do not disturb the sleeping dragon.

As Wang Yan and the remaining contestants who had advanced withdrew from the arena, the first match of the semifinals began as scheduled.

Confronted by a ferocious beast like the scaled giant beast, the soldiers on the city wall finally felt the pressure. The arcane archers at the front had already begun retreating, while the more heavily armored melee soldiers moved up to hold the line.

This time, they had to be air-dropped into the very heart of the barbarian tribes, where their strength was greatest. Anyone below the level of a king would be unable to contribute. Wu Qing’s actual strength had not broken through to that level, so he could only helplessly state that he would not participate in the operation. The same applied to Dahei and the many fierce hounds, who had not appeared throughout the mission and had likewise failed to break through.

Reggie watched as the troll’s entire wave of minions was rapidly cleared under the Hydra’s effect, and could not help shaking his head.

After sitting for a while, Zhang Ran’s family showed their tickets and entered the screening hall. When the movie began, Zhang Ran swept his eyes over the room. It was only about half full—a decidedly mediocre attendance.

He had just finished a proposal today and handed it over to the CEO, so he was now free of worries.

It was not only his own allies who had been frightened; even the enemy wore expressions of shock. What had gotten into this Child of Flame? At a time like this, he was actually still thinking about flirting with women.

An Associated Press reporter asked, “Compared with directing the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, which is more exhausting—directing the ceremony or making a film?”

Zhao Di was unquestionably an old man in step with the times. Could anyone imagine the president of a prestigious university hiding at home and watching live streams on Douyu?

Blind Chen had suffered in the Celestial Master’s tomb back in the day, so this time he decided not to take any more risks. No matter how wonderful a rare treasure might be, one’s life was still more important.

“Commander Li, let me remove the White Lotus Gu from you first,” Chen Feng suggested. They would be unable to return from Chengdu for some time, so they would have to rely heavily on Li Qiong and his army. Removing this burden from him would at least ensure that he was no longer threatened by the White Lotus Sect.

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Although they called it a loan, everyone knew there would be no repayment. Put more plainly, it meant forcing the Wu army to requisition grain in Liang and the surrounding regions.

Hou Yu had just been preparing to return to the Qin family villa when he saw two figures flickering in the distance. Judging by their speed and agility, they were unquestionably two experts.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhifan grabbed the plaster cast on the short-haired blond man’s arm. He could not even be bothered to remove it properly; he intended to crush the cast outright and then treat the injury.

Zhu Daqiang stared at Yagyu Ichiro in astonishment. He had not expected this man to receive such high praise from Bando Tatsuo.

Some might wonder: if the pastry chef was a ghost, how could he make steamed buns in broad daylight and open his shop for business?

The squad leader was still standing there in a daze, unsure whether he ought to move aside. Yet he had done everything he could, because there was no way he could stop this young master on his own.

Ma Junqiang and Yan Tao stood with their arms folded, enjoying the spectacle. Li Mu tugged at Xu Ziyi, and the two of them walked around behind the house.

“Leave this matter to you. Make the autopsy report look good. Special circumstances call for special measures.” Chen Zhifan did not dwell any longer on the dead man. If a Japanese man provoked a vampire or one of the blood-drinking corpses from the Yinggou clan, that was no longer his concern. He had brought it upon himself, and no one had stopped him.

Qin Shoucheng was remarkably vigorous for his age. Aside from his slightly disheveled clothing, there was not a trace of injury on his face. Qin Ye, on the other hand, kept rubbing his mouth and spitting blood onto the ground.

I had never seen a scene like this before. Ye Feiqing had never acted this way either—except that one time.

Mu Zhijun was curled up in her arms, sleeping deeply. His flawless profile rested against her bare skin, and his sleeping face was pure and peaceful, like that of a contented child.

“Are you really my biological sister or not?! Something like this has happened to me, and you still insist on locking me up at home. Are you trying to suffocate me? Do you think I’ve embarrassed you? Is that why you don’t want me to go out?” Her eyes were already capable of reddening at will, controlled with perfect ease.

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