Chapter 27: Did the Expert Leader Faint from Fright?

Xinxin did not look back. With a cool, confident gesture of an "OK" sign to those behind her, she hooked her belt onto the bamboo pole with Yandong’s assistance and, suspended in mid-air, began to slide slowly downward.

"Follow me." Leading the other to the meditation room—a sparse space containing only a bed, a prayer mat, and a table—he reached under the bed to retrieve a handful of walnuts, crushed one with a single hand, and offered it. At times like these, food is the best form of consolation.

"Alright, alright, stop bickering the moment you see each other. Tell me, what should we do about this?" Someone stepped in to interrupt, fearing that if they were left to continue, they would soon be at each other's throats.

It was a massive waterwheel, a full five meters in diameter, turning with a rhythmic clatter as it caught the current of the river.

Nurse Li had wanted to say more, but eventually held her tongue. When someone is in the heat of anger, they will not listen to reason.

This rare winter rain lasted from noon until night, leaving the entire world cold, damp, and chilled to the bone.

Seeing the reactions of his fellow disciples, Yuan Xing frowned almost imperceptibly. He looked toward his third senior brother, Ning Mu, and only felt at ease when he saw the faint smile on his face.

Gu Shifang looked at Lingling with eyes that seemed to be observing an inanimate object, causing the man beside her to shudder violently.

As expected, when Chen Ang heard that it was Mo Chenyan stepping in to interfere, his brow furrowed so tightly he could have crushed a mosquito between his brows.

Xiao Mo simply found a stone cave on the mountain to stay in. He knew the mist was not a year-round occurrence; if luck favored him and the weather cleared, the fog would eventually lift.

Su Yanxi felt that if things continued this way, she would sooner or later be strangled to death by this heartless wretch, Fu Ziheng. In a state of extreme agitation, she raised her high heel and stomped on Fu Ziheng’s foot, causing him to loosen his grip and clutch his instep in pain.

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The entire banquet hall fell silent in an instant. People looked at William with looks of utter disbelief. Admittedly, to most of the adult wizards present, the spell itself was not difficult to understand; what truly astonished them was William’s remarkable control over the magic.

The atmosphere turned frigid. Shawa was defying the Red Matriarch, and doing so just as the Matriarch announced her as the successor—this promised to be quite the spectacle.

The word "understand" was used in a subtle way, and it was unclear what exactly he meant by it. Ding Sanniang focused on roasting ice, her hands held far away from the porcelain jar, remaining detached from the unfolding events.

Facing the curiosity of the Third Master, Duan Yiheng, Xiao Tan’er was not the least bit surprised. She recounted everything she had experienced to him, and he listened intently to every word.

Shaq was doing whatever he pleased in the paint against the Timberwolves; no one could stop him. If he hadn’t been hampered by foul trouble in the first half, I suspect he could have easily racked up over 30 points and 20 rebounds in this game.

"Seven or eight rooms, and even if you fit thirty-five people in each, can you really recruit that many?" Wei Chao frowned slightly at Fang Yanqing’s words. The idea was good, but this place was rather desolate, surrounded mostly by construction sites. Would anyone come here to learn? If such good intentions ended up wasted, it wouldn't be worth it.

In fact, centaurs are a truly peculiar species; there is no longer any documentation explaining how they evolved.

The Shen Corporation was his greatest concern. Every time a problem arose, it seemed to stem from them, so he was exceptionally meticulous with every project involving them to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Jessica, however, was the first to recover; she grabbed several plates of insect delicacies from the conveyor belt.

Back at the Ji residence, the old master wept as he clutched the red bean cakes, nearly begging Uncle Fu to preserve them in formaldehyde forever.

"Father, what did the Emperor say?" Zhao Enhao lifted the carriage curtain, checked that there was no movement outside, and then turned back to ask his father, Zhao Shicheng.

***

Seeing that there was a show to be watched, everyone followed along to the martial arts arena behind the guild hall.

Luo Chong nervously unwrapped Hong Xiaofei’s bandages, only to discover that the area where the putrid flesh had been gouged out was now covered in fresh, pink tissue! Yet, the surrounding area still emitted the stench of rotting flesh.

By turning this reluctant defender into a forward, they could land the first blow while simultaneously depleting Konoha’s strength and preserving their own.

"Wind Cloud City?" The man with the thin, long face and his companions were all shocked. That was a place they had only ever visited in their dreams.

A chakra hurricane erupted. He was truly one of the Sannin; the ability to manifest chakra into a physical force was terrifying.

"Wow, that means the debut daily click count has broken one hundred thousand! More chapters, more! Ten more chapters! I’m sending you the drafts right now—we have to strike while the iron is hot!" In his excitement, Xu Feng sent over all the drafts he had on hand.

Murong Chen was satisfied now, feeling quite at ease as he held his wife and settled in to enjoy the show.

Lei Hu pondered for a moment. Just as he was about to charge forward, he realized that Orlov was not targeting him, but someone else. Had he miscalculated?

The wine flask was crafted from Spirit-Storage Jade. The residual wine inside was "Monkey Wine," brewed by the spirit monkeys of the mountains from wild fruits and spiritual herbs.