Volume One, Chapter 56: Feng Yizhou Is a Bit Reserved!

Li Ruochu slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if her eyelids were weighed down with lead. She struggled to adjust to the brightness around her, only then realizing she was in a hospital room.

The Imperial Academy had resumed classes on the second day of the Lantern Festival, but Ye Qingcheng, due to health reasons, had delayed her return for a few days.

Madam Mei had always treated her well, and she didn't want to embarrass her. But she truly hadn't done anything wrong—why should she have to admit fault?

In the very instant this defensive barrier formed, countless despairing, wailing human-shaped shadows crashed against the golden wings of the blazing seraph.

"Is that so? You plan to use a star beast against him—do you think I wouldn't move against you myself?" The Divine Lady Xueyan sneered coldly.

Ordinary iron atoms, after atomic modification, become superconductors of rhodium magnetism, capable of transmitting mental force fields almost perfectly. Now, with similar atomic modifications in the beast's horn, the result was a powerful 'energy enhancement' effect.

Following Xiao Pei through layer after layer of courtyards, Ling Yan finally witnessed the true vastness of the Xiao family estate—it was several times larger than the Ling family residence.

This defied his common sense; he had never heard of anyone going mad from training in a sport or skill. It seemed a bit exaggerated.

I didn’t want to answer such a foolish question, but she kept pressing relentlessly, until finally I had to admit yes.

Yes, five years had passed since the director found her. She was told that on that day, she had been lying at the orphanage gate, covered in wounds. In the end, it was the old director who took her to the hospital. Apparently, she'd even undergone reconstructive surgery, which spoke to the severity of her injuries five years before.

In truth, it wasn’t only Minato Namikaze—even Kushina Uzumaki wanted to know more about Su Nan, whom their son Naruto admired so much.

Tang Ying, seeing that Ye Lin didn’t appear angry, found himself even more impressed. Ye Lin's perceptiveness in Lord Luo Muqiu’s residence a few days prior, and his composure now, both earned Tang Ying’s sincere admiration.

Seeing Xiao Moran agree, Lan Xin no longer hesitated—this was not the time for indecision.

"That's right. Is there a problem?" Qin Yu spoke up directly, a faint smile on his face. Even when facing Yan Li, a formidable tribulation transcender, he showed no hint of fear—there was nothing to hide.

The Night’s Watchmen who had rushed from the Wall withdrew their weapons and walked a while with Alysanne Thorne. To avoid accidental injury, they parted ways with the "brother troops" who seemed mired in trouble, watching the mass arrest unfold with puzzled expressions.

Monia hadn’t expected he still harbored resentment over Wu Xuan’s previous slanders. She kept her distance, however, offering no advice to the man.

A scope had been mounted atop the metal canister, much like a sniper rifle. Li Qiang cradled it, turning left and right, searching for the white dove’s position.

The two on stage were evenly matched. At this level, even Xiao Moran’s superior swordsmanship made it much harder to challenge those of higher rank. Every expert who had made it this far had their own trump cards and unique skills.

Why had Roose Bolton deliberately brought this up—was he trying to sow discord between him and the lords of the North? Such tactics were far too childish.

When she lost her temper, I instinctively glanced to the side. Strangely, Lady Bai was not standing by her as usual. Without her mother’s cold and stern presence looming nearby, I immediately felt much more at ease.

He sat on a stone chair atop a stone platform, his tone so weary and desolate it was as if he had lost all will to fight.

But now, with the arrow nocked, there was no turning back—and besides, he was a little curious about what the red exclamation mark signified.