Volume 1, Chapter 41: Are You Out of Your Mind?

When the village chief and Gao Ping learned from Gao Qiming where they actually were, they trembled all over.
Their faces turned equally pale.
Their lips kept shivering uncontrollably.
"Qiming, are you saying... you're saying this is the Provincial Party Committee compound, and the person talking to us is... is the provincial governor!"
"Tell me, how on earth did this happen? It was only when I got to the newspaper office that I realized I had handed over the wrong note, so I rushed here without stopping, never expecting that you had already gone inside!"
The anxiety on Gao Qiming's face could not be concealed at all, but deep down inside, he was beyond thrilled.
Because of a similar betrayal experience in the three-dimensional world, Mizuki vowed that no matter what, she would never let go of those who betrayed trust.

The moment Ling Tian called out his bid, everyone cast their gazes upward, wanting to see which faction dared to openly challenge the Tang family. They guessed it could only be one of the four great ancient martial arts families of the capital. Yet, after searching around, they found no trace of them.
"Don't move!" Ling Tian stopped Zhang Ding, who was about to grab the snake, and then lightning-fast, he seized the bamboo viper by its seventh inch while simultaneously sealing its acupoints to prevent the venom from spreading.
"Stop making a fool of yourself!" Guyue looked at Sun Ze and Sophia behind her, then listened to Kang Mang'ang, feeling utterly humiliated.
"Alright, then we'll meet at the entrance of the magical pet market tomorrow morning. Lily, are you free? Why don't you come along too?" Elena turned to ask Lily.
Kang Mang'ang's expression also shifted, because the aura emanating from Sun Ze at this moment was indeed somewhat bizarre. Kang Mang'ang looked toward Guyue, only to find that Guyue was looking back at him. The difference was that Guyue's face showed very little emotional fluctuation; she was merely watching with cold detachment.
"Respected Her Royal Highness the Princess, Prince Ali and Mr. Qin Tianqi are not inside, but we discovered that this place is a secret base for heretics. We are unsure how to deal with these heretics," an officer reported respectfully.
By this time, the new recruits participating in the special forces selection trials had already reached over a thousand, and every single one of them was a top contender from their respective military regions.
Everyone has a day when they grow old, but who could have imagined that a dignified generation of emperors would actually suffer the heartbreak of a parent burying their child? What kind of feeling would that be?
This was precisely the reason why, when meeting Elder Muzhu in the Taketori clan, he told Mizuki: "Do not try to change it!"
A veteran of countless battles who had only tasted defeat once, Fang La could not possibly fail to comprehend Zhao Si's intentions. At the very beginning of their clash, he truly believed that Zhao Si's martial arts had improved vastly, but as time went on, he figured out the truth—Zhao Si was simply intimately familiar with his style of martial arts.
After this Gate of the Underworld opened, nether winds hovered over the desolate realm. In theory, it should have swept Gui Xuanyin, whose physical body had been destroyed, straight into the underworld. Yet, even the wind hesitated, because this man Gui Xuanyin seemed to already belong to the underworld.
No matter what, he needed to go find something right now, an item known as the Dragon Root Wood.
The development of the story remained rather conventional. The first half introduced a tentative Sayaka—meaning that blue-haired girl had a man she loved in the hospital, and he seemed to be suffering from a grave illness. Although this served as a turning point in the plot, she was, after all, only a supporting character, and her impact on the overarching story should be minimal.
By the time he drew his sword, the opponent had already been blown several zhang into the air by his protective true Qi. Under normal circumstances, an ordinary mortal subjected to such a heavy blow ought to be dead. Yet the lingering possibility that life had not been completely snuffed out still existed. Without a second thought, Liu Hui arched his body and sprang forward like an arrow.
A stream of damage numbers kept popping up above the Fire Element King, and the team's damage output was quite substantial.
Seeing that the incense was burning in the burner and catching the faint wisps of fragrance carried on the breeze, Zhao Si knew there must be an abbot residing in the temple. Therefore, he left Zhao Ji behind and went ahead alone to make inquiries, knowing full well that Zhao Ji's physical stamina was inferior to his own and wanting to let him rest for a moment.
Yet at this moment, he could see no one around him, nor could he spot any exit that would lead him out of the secret realm.