Volume 1, Chapter 27: Turmoil!

Since it was not even available on the mainland, it was impossible for a remote place like Zhufeng Island to know about it.

"Sir, the young master seems to be performing quite well. That old man seems to have taken an interest in him," Shi Minglou, who was watching from the side, said with a smile to Shi Hao.

Judging by the tone of the other party, it was clear that he had heard everything; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so familiar as to step forward and ask questions.

However, the toxins that had entered the body were not simple to purge and would require some time. Thus, Qin Zihao focused the vast majority of his energy on internal detoxification, using only a fraction of his strength to barely fend off the attacks of the Desert Sand King.

Unexpectedly, however, Ye Jiangchuan rushed toward the Million-Tail Disaster Lord, only to pass right by him without even a glance, continuing his frantic sprint forward.

She knew very well that with the combat power Shi Tian had displayed, if he were determined to slay this sliver of her divine sense, she wouldn't even be able to escape. Therefore, if she wanted a glimmer of hope, she had to take a gamble.

"Here!" A jailer nodded and bowed, turning to place the prepared food basin before Zhou Cheng. With a clang, the dark, iron-cast bowl hit the ground, splashing out gray, murky liquid that reeked of a foul, pungent stench—evidently leftovers that had been rotting for ages, with pieces of decayed vegetable leaves floating on top.

Ignoring others was one thing, but Yan Jiehe was a vice president of the company; even if he rarely appeared at the headquarters, the security guards knew him. Seeing him personally leading the factory workers over, the guards hurriedly opened the electric retractable gate to let them in.

The world is ever-changing, and all sorts of possibilities beyond human control can arise: what if international relations deteriorate, news leaks, or some unforeseen accident occurs during the transport of such ultra-precision equipment?

Under such an onslaught, everyone subconsciously chose to flee for their lives rather than clear the minion waves. Amidst this panicked mass exodus, the crystal emitted a piercing red light, spewing forth thick, molten lava.

These old fellows often thought about pulling Dai Mengyao into their own camps, but her seductive charm held a lethal potency for them. Consequently, while ostensibly trying to win her over, they harbored many sordid thoughts in private.

"Good child. Don't worry. As long as I am here, the Empress will never be able to make things difficult for you again," the Empress Dowager said, taking Qin Ying'er's hand and walking toward the carriage.

"Since you have been dutiful enough, I shall spare you," Yan Yuexi said, tossing two origin stones as a reward.

"Bring it to my room." She kept her head down, not lingering in the lobby, trying her best not to attract any attention.

"What's wrong? You're scared out of your wits," Deng Xiaojie frowned at his subordinate's panicked state. This was in front of Brother Yu, and he had completely lost face.

Having made up his mind, Xiyang let out a long breath and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Seventh Young Master is too modest." Compared to Yun Qingge's humility, Luo Ranfeng spoke with similar modesty, but the expression on his face was one of pure provocation and arrogance.

The Fourth Prince immediately leaped up, circling rapidly in mid-air with the dragon egg before being bumped back by his sister. The Third Prince, not to be outdone, caught his sister with a nudge and swept past with a spin.

Si Ling thought that the Old Man of the Bullet Machine's words made sense, so after thanking him, she had the Golden-Winged Kunpeng take her to the Si Mansion in White Emperor City. She then sent a telepathic message to Xiyang, asking him to come to the Si Mansion, as she had something to discuss with him.

Her enchanting purple eyes lifted to see a man in a navy-blue robe, draped in a black cloak with a silver-satin-trimmed stand-up collar. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a light stubble that gave him a steady, mature appearance. His gaze was deep and quiet, making his emotions impossible to discern.

"Hey! Alright!" Di Yu happily shifted his cushion and sat down opposite Duanmu Shuang'er.

Muttering to himself, Lin Han's expression flickered slightly as he watched the two beautiful figures enter the spiritual light barrier almost simultaneously, his brows furrowed tightly.

However, what Yang Yan found strange was that Shi Yajie showed no reaction to the fat man's words.

Doesn't this kind of night easily evoke feelings of loneliness and emptiness? It makes those rootless wanderers drifting in the world feel even more lonely and empty.

What I am about to tell you includes your origins, the misunderstandings, and many things you have longed to know.

"Don't try to persuade me. Anyone who dares to defy the rules of the Pantheon must be severely punished!" Cang Quan said firmly.

Thinking of the many people who had gone missing without a trace, Jiang Zhuofang felt extremely anxious. Yet, he knew he had to remain calm at this moment; if he lost his composure, everything would fall into chaos.

A series of notifications appeared on his phone screen. Li Hao frowned and opened the game, wanting to see exactly what this "Privileged God-Tier Tycoon" game was.

Lin Lei's eyes flashed with a mixture of brilliance and profound shock. He had never expected that Yi Yang would actually know this person from the academy, and be so close to them as well.