Volume One, Chapter 49: Oh Wow, This Feels Really Good

Could it be that another fearless fellow has emerged among the Northern Barbarians? The three of them looked at each other, and deep fear was unexpectedly visible in each other's eyes.

Zhou Bolang clearly felt that he was going to be silenced today. As soon as they stepped out, Gu Yi was sent straight back to his residence. After getting out of the car, Gu Yi glanced at Zhou Bolang and walked away like nothing had happened. Zhou Bolang felt utter contempt for him from behind—what a heartless monster!

Upon hearing these words, a wave of poignant sorrow welled up in Gu Fan's eyes. Bending down, he gently picked up the sketchbook and the envelope with his hands, as if he were afraid of waking someone who was fast asleep. Then, he walked over to the nearby dressing table, sat down by the bright lamp, and casually opened the sketchbook.

The young man was bound by ropes, utterly devoid of the power to resist, and could only stumble forward under the shoving of the crowd.

The Minglong Army was defeated, leaving fewer than half a million remnant troops. The vast majority of those who survived were the Long Family Army, with a small fraction being the Imperial Guards of the Imperial City, while the coalition forces of the provinces were essentially wiped out.

"Forsaken and chastised by our master!" A voice echoed Mokui's, thick and powerful, carrying an aura that seemed capable of piercing through steel.

His head aching from racking his brains, Zhang Jiaming quickly closed his eyes. He wanted some peace and quiet, but don't ask him who Quiet was.

"Then I suppose it comes down to whether your fists are bigger or ours!" another hoodlum said with an arrogant laugh.

"What did you say! Say that again! How can someone like you be so devoid of basic character? Indeed, birds of a feather flock together; only someone like Mo Qianxia would ever befriend a person like you," Cai Bing'er shrieked in a fury.

Although Lin Haochen was still wearing a bronze-tier badge, he had already reached Silver II in strength. Even though he had not deliberately exposed his power, it could not be hidden from a Gold-tier expert.

In the end, although Rensing made a diving save, his fingertips failed to reach the ball, and he could only watch helplessly as it struck the underside of the crossbar and bounced into the net.

Precisely for this reason, throughout history, grenadiers have been the embodiment of combat prowess, military exploits, honor, and seniority, frequently bestowed with honorable titles such as the Guards.

Seeing that Chen Yu and Ping An actually knew each other from before, and were chatting and laughing together so congenially, Feng Bao Bao felt a swell of achievement, thinking that her very first expedition had yielded an immediate triumph.

Internally, Fu Yinghua had exerted her influence and spoken up regarding Ping An's appointment, repeatedly bargaining with Wang Jinglun and staunchly advocating for Ping An to assume the position of township magistrate.

It was much like the dozens of subsidiary companies under the Daewoo Group, where every single CEO shared the surname Kim, without a single outsider among them.

Tang Xing possessed a rather keen ability to read facial expressions and gauge situations. Noticing the look of incomprehension on Zhao Guoyang's face, he smiled and offered an explanation.

Outside came the thumping sounds of Ma Ben and Wang Shiyong descending the stairs, and the room instantly grew quiet. Ping An slumped onto the bed, feeling a burning sensation in his throat and a total lack of strength throughout his body. Falling backward onto the mattress, he thought to himself, Who asked for your cotton quilt?! You've completely exhausted me; this life-saving business is truly grueling work.

Nash caught Diaw's eye, understood his intention, and cut toward the basket along Diaw's trajectory.

Niru shared all the intelligence he possessed with his companions, and Cha Heng was so excited he nearly jumped for joy.

While the flight attendants were busy preparing meals for the business class passengers, Zhao Guoyang briefly outlined the customized honeymoon trip to Mu Yiyi.

Whether the capable Tai Zixin or the eldest son Tai Zeyang claimed the seat of supreme authority, what lay directly before them was the current predicament of Changsheng Group. Putting aside how Tai Guoqiang had instructed things in his will, at least during this crucial stage, whoever possessed the ability to turn the tide would seize the right to speak.

Zhu Houzhao would frequently fulfill his filial piety as a son by wearing multicolored robes and dancing before Empress Dowager Zhang to amuse her, while also ensuring that his inner court did not become as stiff and solemn as those of previous dynasties.

Tang Yan indeed appeared delicate, soft, and adorable, but if she suffered a defeat, she certainly would not shed tears. This conclusion could be clearly understood simply from the fierce desire to win she demonstrated right up to the end, when she was still issuing a rematch challenge to Wang Yao.

Instructor Jiang Hong silently put away the star map, knowing that for the next seven days, there would be no need for constant anxiety.

The rain-washed air was laden with the scent of summer blossoms. Fortunately, it was still morning, and once the rain stopped, the air did not feel overly muggy.

What did that mean? For some unknown reason, Gu Yun had grown accustomed to coming out at this time to listen to music. Listening to Yu Qian sing was truly a treat. So many resident singers from the past, as well as the artists from Fengyun Entertainment Company, had never been able to evoke this feeling in her.

Inside the inner region of the Primeval Holy City, the turbulent space and time gradually solidified, yet that cluster of green specks had vanished without a trace.

The church mentioned by Aoko Jojuin was the Holy Church, which stood on equal footing with the Mage's Association—ostensibly allied with one another, yet engaging in mutual slaughter behind closed doors.

Taking a step back, Lingzhi purposely remarked, "Never mind. I'll spare you today." With that, she cast a triumphant glance toward Qin'er.

Just as Rong Xun rushed over in time, he flew forward with his sword pointing directly at Heiye. Heiye's sword, in turn, was pointed at Su Fuyue, who grabbed the blade barehanded.

"Estimated to have been dead for a day. This area is the territory where the Cloud Alliance operates; it is clear that the Cloud Alliance is culling the weak at the bottom." Cheng Tianze dropped his playful demeanor, his tightened face betraying a hint of a headache as he spoke.

The next day, she went out wearing the newly crafted jewelry, and upon encountering Hong Shan, she greeted her with complete naturalness.

A Blood Cloud Rat named Bao Erhu was leading a formidable troop to encircle and suppress them from this direction.

That man tossed his car keys to the housekeeper the moment he stepped out of the vehicle, pushed open the door, and walked in with his arm around Wei Sheng.

The overlapping sounds of voices echoed inside the private compartment. Outside, Su Fuyue pressed her lips together, her face expressionless as she looked at Ye Ang, who was pulling her out. Her slightly drooping eyelids fluttered, and she quietly tightened her grip on his large hand.

Initially, Miao Shan felt perfectly fine after drinking two bottles of red wine, but following this commotion, her entire body was churned as if by a raging river, until a sudden wave of nausea surged upward.