Chapter 30

"Please... could you brush your teeth before you start talking to people?" Ziye covered her nose and mouth in disgust, her delicate brows furrowed tightly.

The Fire Phoenix was stunned. She had expected Chen Erpao to either fly into a rage or panic upon being exposed, but everything unfolded far beyond her expectations. He still wore a faint smile, as if he were truly there to admire the scenery rather than being in mortal danger.

"Haha, my dear Wolf King, my reaction speed isn't half bad, is it?" But the laughter lasted only a fleeting moment before stopping abruptly; in the blink of an eye, Bang Xin's right hand had turned pitch black.

He was not particularly handsome or dashing, yet he possessed a unique aura. He might lack immense power or a strong backing, but at times he projected such a forceful, domineering presence that one could not help but look at him with newfound respect.

Among them was a high-level God King from an obscure faction named Ding Gudu, who had provoked the most enemies.

The imperial physician did not know what secret dealings there were between Ouyang Chen and Consort Qi, nor was it his place to ask. He chose to pretend he had seen nothing, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, and then applied the styptic medicine to Ouyang Chen's shoulder.

"Thank you," Chen Erpao said quickly. After entering the room, he saw that Liu Huagang's wound had already been bandaged, and on a nearby plate sat a blood-stained bullet.

Looking at his attire, although he appeared to be about my age, the style of his clothes was slightly outdated. Even though they were designer labels, they were from several years ago. For a moment, I had the illusion that he was someone who had traveled here from years past.

Ruo Wucing instantly understood the subtext of the Empress Dowager's words and quickly took two brisk steps to catch up with her.

Cang Linchen would listen to no one, but the moment Yinhuan spoke, he flicked his sleeve, signaling for Yuanxiang to come to his side.

Fujiwara Mumu, the Japanese commander in the South Province, pondered for a moment, then frowned and shook his head.

Yuan Xingxing was even more surprised, not for any other reason, but because she had long heard that the owner of this shop was a legendary figure, and it was said that he and his wife shared a beautiful, transcendent love story.

He leaned back lazily against the chair, his knuckles tapping rhythmically against the table as he waited in silence.

Wen Shu was truly different now compared to back then; it had to do with her not wearing her school uniform. She remained quiet and aloof, yet the white dress suited her well, carrying an indescribable quality of purity.

"I'm not leaving. My father is here, my home is here, and I am staying right here." Liu Yue had already sent the other children away, but she refused to go herself.

Sister Jin, Scarface, and the others never dreamed that Lu Xiuyun would be willing to risk her life, breaking the window and jumping into the ice-cold seawater.

"Are you really angry? Fine, fine, to make it up to you, how about I compensate you?" Seeing that everyone seemed quite furious, Su Yang quickly spoke up.

He had a good working relationship with Huo Anni and had no intention of licensing these two varieties of fruit to anyone else. For Zhao Daqiang to come and try to get something for nothing was simply a joke.

The old master clearly overheard their conversation, but at that moment, his attention was not on the two of them.

Gu Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, stopped cutting the cucumber, and fixed her gaze on him, clearly waiting to see what he would add with his "furthermore."

Tang Wan'er calmly opened the medical kit, took out the disinfectant, and began to dress Mu Xuelian's wounds.

The nation had no king, no officials, and no nobles; there were no merchants, soldiers, or farmers. Everything was done under the instructions of the Cult Leader. Aside from war, the people of the Alphas Theocracy knew nothing else.

Her beautiful, starry eyes narrowed slightly, hoping only that when the day came, Tang Wan'er would not disappoint her.

Yet the old woman merely glanced at her with disgust and, right in front of all the noble ladies, mocked her.

Liu Guangshi sighed again, patted Zhao Fuxin on the shoulder, and walked away alone. Zhao Fuxin also let out a sigh of relief; it seemed the day he would resign from office was not far off.

Ma Xuanfeng was taken aback by Hong Lie's sudden desire to cooperate with the Yue Army against the Jin people. He knew that once the Jin people were gone, the Yue Army would focus all its energy on dealing with him, unlike now, where they were kept in check by the Jin.

For this place was a paradise within the world of cultivation—at least for those cultivators who still clung to their seven emotions, six desires, and distorted worldviews.

He sighed and took another step forward, only to find the ground beneath his feet icy cold; it seemed he had stepped into water.

Perhaps he would even have the chance to wipe out the White Wolf Gang and the Dragon Gate in one fell swoop, thereby ascending to become the ultimate boss of Zhongjiang City. Once that happened, he would have whatever his heart desired.

Today was the weekend and the place was crowded. Ansheng did not know why Li Zhien had asked to meet him here.

Su Jie could clearly feel that as his body was tempered by spiritual energy, his muscles, bones, and even his internal organs and meridians were undergoing a second growth, improving almost every single day.

If he were to push his limits and use the Ape Demon Diamond Arm for an extended period, he risked losing the arm entirely, but Su Jie possessed the Spirit Tree Regeneration, so he had nothing to fear.