Chapter 31: A Woman's Heart Is Like a Needle at the Bottom of the Sea

Before Chen Yang could finish marveling, Su Tang and Shen Yanran had already arrived. Very soon, the two girls also spotted Chen Yang.

“Big Brother Dali?” Su Tang exclaimed in surprise. She hadn’t expected Chen Yang to be such a devoted fan of Liu Meng as well. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent so much money to buy a prime seat in the inner section.

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When the host began introducing Ning Qin’s card, he became especially verbose—a card of epic quality was worth the attention.

The mine shaft kept descending. When Lin Feng felt he had reached two thousand miles underground, a rock beast blocked his way.

Lin Yan, gathering her strength once more, lifted the object and hooked it overhead. The object, true to her expectations, struck something above. Lin Yan could feel it shaking, continually hitting the item she held.

He recognized Lin Feng and was shocked at how Lin Feng had appeared so silently—there had been no sign of him at all.

It took only two minutes to clear the back entrance of the base. The commander immediately redeployed those at the front for support and contacted Coulson.

Braving the wind and rain, the two made their way to Anton’s residence. Following their orders, they destroyed everything in sight, including a beautiful talking parrot.

The person who spoke was Yueyanglou, a martial arts prodigy of unimaginable talent.

“Uncle Suzuki, feel free to look around. I’ll bring in the garden and Yuzu,” Yusheng Qing’an said to Shiro Suzuki with a wave, summoning a swirling portal before stepping through.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a slightly effeminate voice came from across the way, as if pinched, no different from a eunuch in the palace.

“Whitewater Beach outside Nelson City? Yes, that’s it, that’s the place.” Upon hearing this, Augu murmured to himself.

Like a string of beautiful notes dancing in the air, accompanied by Executive Wu’s scream as he pierced the clouds.

The power of the King of Oxer was immense. Ordinary elemental armor was no match; the summoners in the hands of Ke Sheng and Ma Kuohai were destroyed on the spot.

Kuang Yu and his two companions were shocked, then turned their gazes to Lin Hai, clear worry and gravity in their eyes.

Camp examined the rose sword from all angles. His gaze traced the incomplete petal patterns on the guard, as if catching a glimpse of the Rose Masquerader’s former elegance.

He knew well that Yan Jie possessed an advanced spirit artifact of the heavenly rank, the Eternal Jade Lotus. Moreover, that Jade Lotus had once saved Lin Hai’s life.

There was nothing remarkable about the dinner. Princess Showa had not invited any other young ladies, only the Su sisters.

“Snap!” He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Charles’s silver hammer instantly dissipated, transforming into countless silver feathers that gleamed with the green crystal on Chloris’s forehead, scattering into the night breeze.

Ji Changfeng’s eyes sparkled, the earnestness inside so dazzling that Luo Xixi dared not meet his gaze. She turned away, pretending not to notice.

After Lin Chuxia’s memory returned, she was unwilling to recall that lost love, unwilling to remember the first half of her life now that she was middle-aged.

When the princess consort suddenly received the news, joy was quickly followed by sorrow. Having an heir was certainly cause for celebration at the estate, but pregnancy now meant standing equal to Consort Ning. Yet, upon closer reflection, it hardly mattered; though she was only a concubine, her presence and influence far surpassed Ning’s, as if she were the true wife.

The captain’s words were flawless, impossible to dispute. She had personally witnessed the masked man drive a knife into the bearded man’s neck, his fingerprints left on the weapon—there was no way to deny it.