Volume One, Chapter 21: Master, Your Servant Is in Good Spirits

“Teachers, there are so many students watching, please mind your image,” the head of discipline quickly stepped in to ease the tension.

They all knew that in their current state, staying here would only be a burden to Song Bing.

“Let me encourage him a bit,” Wu Yaxue said with a coquettish smile, immediately leaning in to take action.

Everyone around was on edge, watching closely, careful not to get caught in the crossfire between these two, lest they become scapegoats.

After signing their names with flair on the celebrity photo wall, they were escorted backstage by the staff.

Chen Xifan should have gone to wash his face; his forehead was damp with stray wet strands, and a few drops of water clung to his sharp, defined collarbones.

As the two of them were momentarily stunned, at the VIP entrance, the noble students who had been eager to rush down and complain were suddenly frightened and ran back screaming.

He glanced again at the mock exam paper; it seemed quite similar to the one he had seen yesterday, with some questions even identical.

Moreover, this courtyard had become livable thanks to Tian Zhiqing paying for renovations herself; it had nothing to do with the village.

Ren Changjie, ever so astute, immediately noticed the curiosity in their eyes and smiled gently, giving a subtle nod.

“Ahem—” Nie Rulong coughed a few times, tucked the Soul Gathering Shrine into his sleeve, then looked cautiously at the surrounding woods. Finding nothing, he leapt onto the treetops and flew toward the coast.

In the bamboo grove stood a thatched cottage, surrounded by dozens of square flower beds filled with exotic and rare plants. The two of them watched the cottage from beneath a cluster of green bamboo but noticed nothing unusual.

An artery ruptured, blood spraying out and splattering Lin Haonan’s face. Then came a clear sound of a throat being bitten through and flesh torn, and suddenly a large piece of flesh appeared inside Lin Haonan’s mouth.

The giant toads seemed enraged, each swelling into huge spheres. No wonder there had been an explosive sound when the black dragon had crashed down earlier.

He recounted tales of the Fire Cloud Cave, the fire dragon flint man, and so on, using his slick, humorous tone to keep everyone laughing heartily.

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Usually, he was arrogant and reckless, paying no mind to anyone and doing as he pleased. But now, no one feared him because, although brave, he could not go against the collective anger.

Mo Fan was swallowed by a catfish, plunged into pitch darkness, and felt himself sliding downward endlessly. After a while, he stopped. The space was much larger than expected, though the air was thin. Relying on touch, his hand suddenly met something smooth and soft; instinctively, he pinched it.

Meng Fan said nothing, staring at him. Though the night was dark, he could still make out Ghost Seven’s expression.

It was a bit like a pyramid scheme: the people of Zhangjia Village lost their land but lived happier lives; others wanted to join, but could they really be like the villagers?

In the front hall, Li Sheng Yu, who should have been out, was present, sitting beside Yuanbao. Her heart tightened. When she turned to look for Lingxin, the figure was gone.

“Send it to Viking, find the coldest place, and freeze it forever,” Bai Bing said.

“By the way, I recall you set up a ‘Disciplinary Department’ before; call the person in charge here,” Xia Haoran said to Yu Shan beside him.

All things are made of the five elemental energies—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. If one could use an artifact that could “refine all things,” they could obtain corresponding energy, and humanity would no longer worry about energy shortages.

“You… you’re being reckless!” Shangguan Fei stomped anxiously and tried to pry her tightly wrapped arms off.

“He’s different. He usually doesn’t come here, so how could I know he’d come today? Besides, he wouldn’t just barge in,” Xing’er explained.

Just over that car, that noon nearly turned the dealership upside down. They needed it urgently but also had to make it perfect. Everyone was busy fixing the car, ensuring every feature was complete, and in the end, she personally delivered it.

Suffering unbearable shoulder pain, Yan Yu immediately widened her eyes upon hearing, momentarily forgetting the pain.

He had called his father last night past one a.m., but he could tell his father was still busy. Suddenly, he remembered his father was nearly sixty, no longer young.

Fortunately, Medusa found a church at the foot of the hill and slipped inside three minutes early, narrowly avoiding the storm’s baptism.

Yes, Wang Haoming was right—no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t change the fact that after five years here, he still couldn’t solve the problems Zheng Mengting faced.

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Chu Jiaoling hurried over and just caught Wudao’s wild, uninhibited laughter, which made her cheeks flush deeply. That kind of talk was simply too uninhibited.

The firelight dimmed slightly, as if something from the shadows suddenly swallowed all the light in the room.

The man’s heart skipped a beat at that indifferent glance, as if he were but a speck of dust, blown high and unable to fall.

Hermione hesitated, unsure whether to slip past her or say something, but when she heard Laurel’s last recited name, her body shivered involuntarily.

Where there is one, there is two—Xiao Baobao made money all along the way, taking arithmetic quizzes, rewarding anyone who answered correctly on the spot.

Beside her, Lin hesitated but ultimately remained silent out of respect for Skywalker’s reputation, watching the despondent Kakashi with worry.

But cultivators lacked that kind of aura; they were like clouds in the sky, carrying a serene and unhurried air.

Chen Feng was slightly surprised; he hadn’t expected the black dragon’s vitality to be so formidable—even after such a heavy blow, it couldn’t be killed.

“Good!” After wiping her mouth, Blue Moon rose and followed Wudao, disappearing with him immediately.

Thinking of this, Musk felt ashamed—he had been frightened by humans to this extent. But the situation was as it was; Musk dared not gamble with his life.

Opening his eyes, he rose. The wild buffalo nearby all shrank back slightly. To them, the human before them seemed different—not just in strength, but in spirit as well.