Chapter 49: Sorting Things Out

(1/3) Before Ista could react, a colorful ribbon materialized in Roland's hand, beginning to dance in the air and coil around him.

Hearing this, He Yong cursed inwardly. He had been so nervous that he had even forgotten to disengage the safety, which explained why Qin Fan was so unfazed.

Cillian frowned as she looked at the two in confusion; she was genuinely afraid that Li Yongle would pull off some outrageous stunt.

The last sentence of this guy almost made Mo Fan die of laughter. "Don't bully the young for being poor"—wasn't that the catchphrase of the protagonist from that fantasy epic?

Seeing this massive iron mountain continuously floating motionless in mid-air, the surrounding people were struck with astonishment. Many of them stopped their ongoing attacks and stared at the Titan Demon.

"It wasn't explored by me alone; actually, it's thanks to the help of three seniors," Andreas said.

Freely expressing one's own will is the consistent national policy of the Tedwell Empire; unless it poses a threat to the country, no one will be prosecuted.

Sure enough, Baishan and Diyue were eliminated in the fourth and sixth trials, respectively.

Think about it, are there any hidden places within a battleship where, once installed, dismantling would be extremely difficult?

Young Master Lu never expected this stinky loser to dare disrespect him so blatantly. Losing face in front of Xu Fei, he threatened with a gloomy face and malicious tone.

It turned out that Liu Ning had fallen asleep nestled in his arms, and her body was nearly bare, wrapped only in a loosened chest binder and a pair of wrinkled fur trousers. Those two plump, snow-white globes were practically about to burst out, and more importantly, a certain part of him was rock hard, standing straight up.

"Well, Brother Lin, that's not quite how you put it." Although Ling Yuanhang felt that what Lin Feng said made a lot of sense, he still found it rather strange.

So-called researchers are those who walk alone through millennia of loneliness, driven by their fanaticism as a creed. In their eyes, there are only three types of people: the dead, partners, and research subjects.

Another waiter said, "We won't disturb your tea tasting any further. Please feel free to call if you need anything else."

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(2/3) The next morning, an announcement was issued at the Central Spiritual Arts Academy stating that student Morinaga Mika had left the school due to a sudden family emergency.

Wang Long, currently executing a quadruple kill, felt an energy flow through him. It rushed through the limbs, hair, and spirit of every single one of his clones, trapping him completely in what seemed to be a sealed space.

Stretching lazily, he saw an even more terrifying, ferocious face pressed almost right against his eyes.

"Patriarch, the Great Elder asks for your presence." Of course, these younger generation members actually did not know Lin Jingtian's true identity; only those at the level of elders and above who possessed absolute loyalty knew who he really was.

What did the Emperor intend to do? Cai Yang narrowed his eyes. According to the implication of these words, the Third Prince was already out of the running.

Following this blow, Hamilton immediately halted his advance, his expression turning grim.

Described by such a lengthy string of praises from Xiao Da, Mayor Luo Chengzhong's tense face finally revealed a trace of a smile.

Xuanyuan Kuang was going mad. He had been fleeing all this time, and that gang from the Oran Continent followed him like ghosts. Especially at night, Thirteen was simply unpredictable. If Xie Yanchu hadn't acted as a scapegoat last time, he probably would have died long ago. Terrified, Xuanyuan Kuang did not dare to rest for even a moment and continued running for his life.

Kong Xuan had originally wanted to curse Lao Jun a few more times. But realizing that Li Song had willingly sacrificed himself to save Yunxiao, he instantly fell silent, standing there dumbfounded.

At first, the crowd of the Black Wood Horse had found Gao Ming and Gao Jue acting all neurotic, assuming some major event had occurred as they pricked up their ears. Now, seeing that the target of Gao Ming's description was merely someone at the late Golden Immortal stage, they could not help but shake their heads in unison.

At the Adventurers' Guild, Wudi presented fourteen ground-dragon tails as proof of quest completion. He could have shown any part of a ground-dragon's body to prove his success in hunting them, but those fourteen tails were the least valuable part of the creature.

Over the East Sea, time slowly passed. The Bare-Foot Immortal looked around and, seeing the impatience gradually rising among the heavenly soldiers and generals, thought to himself that the time had come.

This was also the first time Zeng Tao had received such high-level treatment, leaving him feeling somewhat flattered. However, Zeng Tao considered himself able to see through all the other government leaders, yet toward Zhao Zhengce, the Executive Deputy County Magistrate, he always harbored a sense of unfathomable mystery.

They only hoped that Lin Taiping could live freely and easily among everyone for a while, believing that would surely make him stronger, more mature, and wiser.

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(3/3) Sure enough, a few strangers I didn't recognize arrived outside. They spoke in a language I couldn't understand at all, but judging by their posture, they intended to capture me, so I immediately offered an explanation.

Yang Mi and Meng Jin both signed their names as well, accompanying Su Can into the building, which was the venue for tonight's award ceremony.

And then there was the stirring ancient poem recited by Su Can—the sheer volume of information was simply too massive, so massive that many people had yet to react.

Zhang Hua had now been taken away by the police, making future plans even harder to execute, and the mayor had already raised his guard.

The first was dressed in a floral shirt and white trousers, his hair styled with hair gel, wearing multiple gemstone rings on his hands with a flashy demeanor—it was that rich second-generation heir, Luc Renault.

When you speak to me, your life and death are entirely in my hands, not yours. What right do you have to negotiate with me?

Jiang Ming had long since bolted like a rabbit without a trace. Aside from shouting a few harsh words, she truly could find no other outlet to vent the fury in her heart.

The shopkeeper Liu Feng and his group returned from a snowball fight outside, their entire bodies soaked through by the melting snow.

After a long while, King Taishan said, "I feel like we've completely lost all our dignity." His tone was very calm, as if following this spectacle, he had grown at ease.

The rusted blade had already been locked by one of the mandarin-duck hooks, and the person who locked that rusted blade was a wife who previously looked capable of doing nothing more than wiping the sweat from her husband's brow!

He stepped off the stage, and at that moment, Lin Ranran and the others squeezed forward, seemingly wanting to cozy up to Young Master Ye.

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