How frugal.

He only emerged from his illusion after careful thought, yet the two before him seemed hardly in agreement; their eyes held anger, especially the usually kind shopkeeper Fang, who looked as if he wished to harm him.

Kali’s earlier strike was gentle, merely slicing the surface of Karete’s back with the blade, but the unique pressure immediately turned the blood into a torrent, flooding forth from the wound with mounting intensity. Karete clung tightly to Demos’s arm, refusing to relent in the slightest.

The Holy Prison Knight finally broke through the last barrier; before them stood a towering platform reaching dozens of meters high.

“And… cousin Youming, please stop calling me ‘cousin’ all the time—it sounds awkward. Just call me Youxue,” Lan Youxue pouted and said.

Only by breaking through to the tenth level of martial arts, becoming a warrior of boundless strength, or mastering earth-tier martial skills could one achieve such power.

“I understand. You go back first; I’ll follow shortly,” he said in a faint tone, so subtle it was nearly inaudible.

Sure enough, after nearly five miles, they came upon a modest auction house, incomparable to those in the Outer Extremes.

“Nature is hard to change, and progress is difficult,” he mused. The stubbornness of the emperor and empress doomed any true union between them; thus, she had nothing to worry about. She had just visited the empress dowager this morning to seek peace—going again or not would make no difference. Why bother?

An aged, magnificent tiger stepped forward with a dignified aura, the air around it suffused with the gravitas of long-held authority.

In the blink of an eye, the space before them twisted, and in the next moment, Leng Guangzi vanished from sight.

When the door opened, Su Ji was the first to appear! Su Xiao immediately rushed over, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

Chen Xuan, seeing the living image of the one he thought of day and night, finally relaxed completely, stepping forward to grasp his hands tightly, whispering softly.

Black blood surged like a volcanic eruption, forming a thick, dazzling rainbow pillar that soared skyward, stirring the winds and clouds in all directions.

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In her cold eyes shone an unshakeable resolve beyond ordinary comprehension. Since Zhan Qing had entered this circle, she had worked as an agent. The sudden career change left her somewhat anxious.

Beside her, a prodigy gazed at Nangong Liyue’s Galaxy Qin with envy, yet a solemn weight accompanied his admiration.

Mother and daughter played until afternoon before leaving the town to head home. They left their bicycle at grandpa’s, claiming they were too full and decided to stroll—mainly to avoid stirring up trouble.

Sensing Yu Subai’s return to form, Duan Siqi fought with great excitement—this long-lost feeling grew clearer with each of Yu Subai’s kill announcements.

Luxing’s gaze darkened slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. She said nothing but watched Yu Subai intently.

I forced a dry laugh, saying my parents didn’t even know what I’d done. If they found out, I’d probably be skinned alive. Xue Qin chuckled, “You’re an adult; why still afraid of your parents?” I don’t think fearing one’s parents is shameful; it’s more about respecting them.

The doorbell chimed, and anxious Mrs. Shu rushed out barefoot, like an ant on a hot pan.

“Yes, just bear with it a little longer. I will handle all those people and matters between us thoroughly, so they will never trouble you again,” Yan Wushuang promised her seriously while gazing at her face.

“Before my father retired, Qisu Group was pursuing a similar key supported research project, but despite all preparations, it was halted at the final moment.”

Both sets of eyes turned to me—one injured, the other angry. I cowardly stepped back, unsure whom to answer.

“You misunderstood. I only wanted to see Gu Enen briefly, so I used you as an excuse,” An Qi explained.

Soon after, Xiaoxiang carried a steaming pot inside. I turned the air conditioner down a few degrees because it was hot, while Ye Xin placed the washed vegetables on the coffee table.

He felt he had become so humble he was no longer himself, yet still could not keep her. This made him anxious and confused.

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Leng Ran lowered her head, biting her lip as a flush crept over her cheeks—she realized she had been utterly foolish.

But Yan Yifeng’s gaze never wavered from her, its heat enough to scorch her entire heart.

Her pulse beat strongly, showing not a hint of weakness.

Yet Luo Chiheng seemed indifferent, patiently waiting for the one in his arms to thaw. He believed that with enough patience, she would eventually melt.

Though she had been within the painting moments ago, she could sense the immense and terrifying power of Aunt Lingjie.

Fei Wu was slightly startled but saw someone else’s shadow in Rong Jingfu’s eyes. She didn’t know whether Rong Jingfu was thinking of Su Li or Su Wan now, only that it was certainly not her.

Ruyu’s arm gently lifted, climbing onto Rong Jingfu’s back.

Lin Mubai’s face remained expressionless; he lifted his eyes coldly to glance at him without replying.

Qin Xuan watched the man and his subordinates whispering among themselves. The man’s face showed surprise as he looked up at Qin Xuan.

“But this is usury,” the old man grumbled angrily, exhausted and out of breath without landing a single blow.