26. The Bloom of Youth

In truth, Yuan Hong understood clearly that their situation was beyond saving. Given the strength of Qin Yang’s side, they could hold out for three days at most. Beyond that, he had no idea what his fate would be.

At this moment, the garment factory’s security guards were in a standoff with Long Shien. On the ground lay the few guards who, in their ignorance, had dared to raise a hand against the Dragon Clan operatives.

"Whatever you command, young master!" Zhang Desheng replied, leading Dabao, Erbao, and the others as they charged out on horseback.

"Listen, don't worry your head about who is greater, Duke Kilo or me. Just answer exactly as I told you whenever someone asks, otherwise—hehe!" Jessica waved her whip twice, the air snapping with two crisp cracks.

"Bah!" Though the man’s energy and spiritual power were sealed, leaving him with only the physical capabilities of an ordinary person, he still wore an expression of unyielding defiance.

"What’s wrong with you?" Jessica asked, puzzled as to why Lin Xia had pushed her away, her face still flushed from the kiss they had just shared.

Ren Yao waited for a long time, but Qin Yang did not utter a single flattering word, which made her feel she had lost face. Deciding to teach him a lesson, she accelerated her flying-leaf artifact and dove downward.

The reason he fought so fiercely was merely to prove his loyalty to the Empire; he certainly had no desire to die unless he had completely lost his mind.

Whether they were cultivators from the Immortal Fragrance Sect, the Lotus Sect, the Jade Purity Sect, or the Extinguish-Crow Sect, all were deeply impressed by Qin Yang and supported him wholeheartedly.

Wu Feifei felt a pang of heartache, as she had been the one using the Fallen Heaven Sword all along. "The Master of the Heavenly River is truly damned for destroying my sword," she thought, though she dared not speak her anger aloud, fearing that Xi Tianhe might kill her next.

He had to find a suitable place for Thunder City—or rather, the great pine tree and the malevolent spirits within it—but where could he find such a place on such short notice?

After walking for a distance, they encountered a fork in the road. Lota thought for a moment and then headed toward the path that led upward.

The old man in the purple robe, in particular, was beyond reproach. For so many years, countless people had coveted the Yanhuang lineage, but why was it that no one could ever do anything about it?

"Do you think there might be a third time..." Shen Zhongtian muttered, sounding somewhat numb. Even though he found the thought ridiculous himself, he couldn't help but say it.

Entering the room, Taylor discovered that Selena was watching the same match. On the screen, two teams were locked in fierce combat, with the score standing at one to two in favor of Valencia.

Liu Jianguo laughed heartily, clearly satisfied with Zhang Dao’s explanation, and continued his story.

Danyier had firmly established her position as Lota’s spokesperson; their contract created an unshakable bond that was more stable than any other.

"What, that bastard!" With Usopp’s words, Jabra realized his ambush had failed and couldn't help but curse in anger.

However, Lin Tongshi had only taken three steps before he was forced to stop; a sharp kitchen knife blocked his path.

We had just gotten ready. Chenxi hissed, signaling that people had arrived nearby. We quickly froze into position, waiting for the movements above. I blocked my face with one hand, peeking through the gaps in my fingers to see a circle of heads slowly appearing above us.

Leaving the checkpoint, Lei Dong drove another hundred meters forward before pulling the car to the side of the road and gesturing for the three cars following him to pull over.

Lu Shuyi had been hungry for almost an entire day, and the exhausting journey had left her barely able to stand. Fortunately, the "fortune woman" and the fourth aunt who accompanied the bride supported her steadily as she stepped over the saddle and the brazier, finally being led into the main hall for the wedding ceremony.

Beyond the matter at hand, a sense of pride was at play; since Tie Yong had initially suggested borrowing money from Chenxi, I felt a strange eagerness to treat her to a meal, as if I were trying to express something.

Su Xian stood outside the gate for a moment before turning to walk toward the east. The soldiers guarding the high wall stared straight ahead, as if she were transparent and they could not see her at all.

Even so, Chen Guohua always felt a debt toward her, believing he was a failure of a husband for not being able to provide the wedding that any normal woman deserved. He secretly planned to make it up to her with a grand ceremony in the future.

I suppressed my anger and asked him if there was any other way to break the seal. He said no, that this was the only way. I pointed my trembling arm at him and told Zhan Jiujiu, "Hit him. Beat him to within an inch of his life." Zhan Jiujiu said, "You got it," and proceeded to pummel him with both hands and feet.

Only then did Princess Huo breathe a sigh of relief, her gaze filled with apology as she looked toward Wu and the Lu sisters.

Seeing their attributes rising bit by bit, everyone’s eyes lit up, and they immediately began scrambling to drink this most primitive of ancient Chinese beverages.

He kept saying he was helping, but he only made things messier. It was clear he had intended to shake the rouge from the skirt into the compact, but with very little success.

Li Xingyue threw the fuse onto the ground and then strode toward us! The fuse burned with a hiss, like three fire dragons racing toward the stone gate.