Chapter 33

After a long while, Brother Pao suppressed a violent coughing fit, forced a smile, and said to Zhuo Yinan. Among the remaining factions, only the Avengers have the strength to challenge successfully, though it is unclear whether they will choose to challenge the Solomon Alliance or the Free European Resistance Army.

Who am I? Ye Li felt dazed, unable to recall her own identity. Liu Tianqing, growing angry, gave her a hard shove, knocking her to the ground.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to detain people by force?" Ma Qingqiu stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes widening.

"For example?" Ye Li tilted her head slightly, her cheek brushing against Qin Lang’s face as he held her firmly, preventing her from moving. "Tell me about it," she softened her voice, finding a moment of true peace.

Wen Ruixiu’s eyes widened. He turned back vigilantly, only to see Tie Rou dressed in black, nearly merging with the shadows of the night.

Yuchi Jingde’s face fell. Li Jing’s words made his heart sink; trading over four hundred lives for tens of thousands of casualties was, upon reflection, nothing to be proud of.

Qin Lang turned his head gently, his warm lips brushing against her forehead in soft, repeated kisses. In the noisy hospital ward, silence suddenly fell. Many watched them, and despite the tear stains on their faces, they could not help but smile.

Wen Ruixiu’s gaze dimmed slightly. Since their return, everyone had been immersed in joy, and no one dared to ask what they had actually endured. Perhaps it was intentional. Because the memories there could not have been pleasant, they avoided mentioning the unbearable.

A moment later, Yang Xiao and the others finally spotted something resembling a cave entrance at the edge of their vision.

The door to Yang Xiao’s room was shut. The onlookers outside, seeing no more excitement to be had, dispersed one by one—including those who had been watching from their windows. In an instant, Hopeless Tower returned to its usual tranquility.

Dust flew into the air from the ground. A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed forth, and before it could even hit the floor, it was drawn toward the blood-red spear, merging into it.

How could one get everything they wanted? Love is not so easily manipulated. Looking at Su Qing now, he could see the resolve in her eyes.

***

The bamboo shoot husks could be discarded. Ji An packed two balls of green glutinous rice cakes into a plastic bag, intending to have Da Yu bring them down the mountain to the base tomorrow.

Brutus led his cavalry, knowing that Nicole might be surprised as to why the Roman Legion never showed mercy to the soldiers of New Troy.

"Don’t be so arrogant. With so many of us here, do you really think we’re afraid of you?" the security guard said. Though he spoke loudly, it sounded more like he was trying to bolster his own courage; it held no real threat.

Gu Yu leaned against the hospital bed, his deep eyes filled with tenderness and pity as he watched her silently.

"Amazing China. How could they possibly be willing to push for such high risk? Damn it, my analysis was wrong." On the sofa in the suite’s living room, after listening to Qin Jiyong’s impassioned explanation, Green’s face turned dark. Suddenly, his emotional intelligence was insufficient to handle the situation before him.

"Senior, what deep grudge do you hold against the Family of Divine Physicians to include all of them?" There were many people in the family, and the old man’s expression changed the moment he heard the name, clearly harboring animosity toward the entire clan.

"In a moment, don’t worry about Yang Dong. Once we have the item, we leave. As long as it is in our hands, Yiqing will not dare to trouble us," Song Qiucheng said coldly.

Therefore, Li Mingxuan felt no affection for the mysterious Dean Yang, whom he had never even met.

Before he could finish, Su Liuyu took over calmly, speaking with an unruffled air: "If it were anyone else, I fear they wouldn’t even reach a third of your capability." He finished, casting a light, indifferent glance at Su Liuyuan—a gaze that was calm yet carried an aura of authority.

Ji Manrou wore a deep purple velvet qipao, the chest intricately embroidered with a peony. She was draped in a light purple knit shawl, her hair pinned back with a few loose curls framing her forehead.

I stared blankly at Zhang Ma, trying to discern from her eyes and expression why she was lying. Unfortunately, Zhang Ma remained expressionless; aside from a flash of panic in her eyes, I could see nothing else.

She did not want the fleeting trust she had earned by taking a blade for the Crown Prince to simply vanish into the wind.

"Yu Min, Yao Qian, be fair and tell me—am I right or not?" Song Kai said, looking smug.

***

There were no bones within this space; in the dead, silent universe, four or five corpses lay dormant, with galaxies rotating within their bodies.

Fei’er could not stand it. The weight she had worked so hard to lose was visibly creeping back, and she grew anxious, arguing loudly with the doctor.

The poor Ximen family, thousands strong, had paid the price for Mo Wuyou’s adolescent delusions.

An invisible ripple emanated from the body of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame, and the milky-white light-ring passage in the distance closed instantly.

Waist-chopping—being severed at the waist—was a severe punishment in the Great Tang. The victim, though bisected, would not die immediately, lingering for a terrifying moment of agony.

Li Qingyuan arranged for men to disguise themselves as logistics troops, finding carts piled high with sacks filled with bricks and tiles, and hiding several crates of gunpowder in the center. After scrounging some copper coins and gold from the rebel army, he gave a few quiet instructions, and the logistics unit set off.

To consolidate power in the Underdark, one must first survive and take root; food and water were the two great challenges every creature had to face.

Within Dong Songchen’s perception, his vision began to blur, as if a wave of dry heat was about to erupt from within his body.

The Dharma King Niu Chong walked in, full of excitement. Upon seeing the peerless beauty of Princess Ziyang and Nolan, his eyes gleamed with a greedy, greenish light, and a surge of heat washed over his body.

In everyone’s eyes, Luo Kai was clearly a man who had made a fortune; otherwise, how could he have returned driving a Mercedes-Benz?

More than the bloody beef hanging outside the coffin, I was astonished by the arrangement inside Old Man Shi’s casket. His mouth was slightly agape, and a copper coin was suspended above it; the characters "Qianlong Tongbao" were clearly visible through the glass cover. The entire setup was imbued with an eerie, supernatural atmosphere.