Chapter 129: Immortal Servant

Meanwhile, in Pova's boudoir.

"Handsome, how about we take a bath together?" Pova asked with a sultry, provocative smile. Any normal man would have found it impossible to resist. Chen Yang, however, remained expressionless. "Sorry, I have no interest in bathing with you."

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Forgive her for never having been a fan; even the most obvious code names used by others meant nothing to her, and she could never match them to the real people.

As soon as the words fell, the two guards at the city gate turned their heads in unison to stare at him. Their icy, piercing gazes sent a shiver through everyone present. It would have been one thing if they were friends, but Xu Cheng knew they were not even acquaintances.

Furthermore, in Fu Yinyin's case, if she failed to return after three years, she would be automatically classified as a fugitive from justice, similar to a criminal on the run in Huaxia.

Behind the spiral staircase in the lobby on the first floor were two suites, which served as the sleeping quarters for Ah Pu and his three companions.

After news of Xu Mu being surrounded by reporters at the entrance of the CCTV building went viral, netizens discovered that Xu Mu would be participating in the Spring Festival Gala again this year.

While this scene was not exactly something to be applauded, seeing them defeat an outsider still brought smiles to the faces of Wen Changyu and the others.

In truth, Yang Nixiao had indeed prepared extra, but the money had been shuffled to the outside when Su Ze was counting it.

They found a place to rest for a while, but just as they were about to set off, the previously sunny sky turned cloudy. The sun peeked out intermittently, and since it was winter and there was no snow on the ground, it was difficult to determine their bearings.

The clash of swords and the sickening sound of flesh and fabric being torn grated on everyone's nerves. The lingering scent of blood in the air did not inspire them to fight harder; instead, it was nauseating.

Should he save the Holy King? Simon subconsciously touched the tattoo on his chest, recalling his conversation with him.

"I think I’d better just kill you first!" Geng Yaoyao chanted an incantation, preparing to end the lives of Zhang Jinghao and his wife.

"Dismissed." With a wave of the old man's sleeve, his figure appeared on the main viewing platform. He then cast a deep look at Luo Lingfeng, sending a whispered message directly into his ears, shielded by mysterious energy.

It had happened more than once; whenever Zhou Xingyun practiced with Hua Fuduo, she could detect even the slightest lapse in his concentration.

The elder was naturally surprised to see Ye Luo, though he must have received news from his scouts beforehand.

Hearing that Nian was setting out for Werdon, Tianaina appeared quite worried, as according to Nian, Werdon was likely to be the site of another bloody battle.

"If you tell me, I will save your friend!" Simon felt he had to get to the bottom of this; otherwise, who knew if such things would continue to happen? As for Xiong Er's condition, it was likely caused by his own punch, which had driven the fire element into the boy's body.

Yang Yu shielded the youth behind him, scanning his surroundings vigilantly as he slowly retreated. The youth behind him asked him a question.

Furthermore, the martial arts world was buzzing with discussion about the Emperor serving as the Alliance Leader for a day and his crusade against the cults in the North. For the Jianshu Mountain Villa to suddenly step in and steal the Emperor's thunder—what was that supposed to mean?

Tang Yiheng didn't even have time to let out a short cry before he flopped headfirst into the paddy field.

Xie Changwan also knew that this marriage with the Xiao family had been decided by the old man; regardless of the considerations involved, it was the Lu family that was marrying above their station into the Xiao family.

"As for this matter, 'Big Dragon' has indeed thought of a relatively sound method, but it still needs to be tested in practice." Ling She Dulong spoke with little confidence, sounding even somewhat guilty.

Seeing that his opponent had lost his nerve, Lin Lang couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed. He had originally wanted to witness some high-level ancient martial arts, but seeing this, he figured it was a lost cause—he might as well go home and get some sleep.