Volume 1, Chapter 24: He Has Had a Change of Heart

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As they sat in that elegant and exquisite environment, with Ye Fanxing holding the menu to consult with him, Chu Jianghe finally understood what made this restaurant so unique.

Within the sea of fire, a muffled sound erupted, followed immediately by a sudden transformation. Peals of thunder resonated across the sky, causing the entire sea of flames to tremble. Dazzling white light tore through the dark blue inferno, as bolts of lightning surged forth, wandering in every direction. The nether-flames, meeting the thunder, retreated, not daring to make contact.

The person who emerged was not there to engage Wu Feiyang, but to monitor his movements until he entered the Sovereign Demon Palace.

Through the Queen of Snow Pupils, Li Mo learned that the so-called superiors were the elders of the Silver Dragon Clan. The Silver Dragon Clan had seven elders, and the Council of Elders, composed of these seven, jointly managed all affairs of the clan.

Wu Hua opened her eyes, sat up, and gave Hu Man a thumbs-up. It wasn't that she wanted to say anything more to her; it was simply that when speaking with a clever person, one point is all it takes to understand everything—no need to waste breath.

The middle-aged man who slowly departed, draped in a trench coat with an air of distinction, was naturally Zhao Tianlong, the underworld emperor who dominated the Bermuda-Delta region.

They were in the midst of a passionate romance, constantly thinking of each other. It was no exaggeration to say that a day apart felt like three autumns. Wu Zhan felt that simply not being able to hold her while he slept for this month was enough to make him miserable.

However, the territory of the Level 4 magical beasts also contained Level 5 and Level 6 beasts. With Wu Feiyang’s current strength, he was unable to contend with a Level 5 beast.

The evening traffic in Shangjing was heavy, and as they entered the bustling downtown streets, the flow of cars became increasingly dense. Even a star supercar like the White Jade Steed could only crawl forward slowly along with the masses, giving Mark plenty of time to ramble on.

To detect where the spiritual energy was most concentrated, one could not completely restrain their aura. Thus, Li Mo released a portion of his own, pouring spiritual energy into his eyes. He saw a spot on the far side of the valley where white light of spiritual power was continuously emanating.

The fact that the situation was handled so promptly proved that Chu Ruolan’s father carried significant weight in Donghai. If his standing were light, Huang Zitao would never have been so desperate to pursue her.

"Old thief! Even if he was fleeing unintentionally, leave your life behind!" Li Feiyu roared, his voice imbued with a terrifying power, much like the dragon’s roar of the Azure Dragon Valley, possessing immense lethality.

I couldn't tell if my uncle had discovered us and had the doors locked, or if he had just been speaking idly.

At this moment, Li Feiyu wanted to discard his sword, but he found it impossible. The Yin-Yang Sword was constantly absorbing his spiritual energy, and vast sword light was continuously forming.

"Alright, I’ve left the medicine on your bedside table. Three times a day, two pills at a time. Just take it yourself. I’m heading back now." Lin Feng picked up his down jacket, preparing to leave.

White water mist rippled in the air, and under the sunlight, streaks of crimson rainbow light streaked across, breathtakingly beautiful. Among them, giant white cranes flew by, chirping incessantly as they flapped their snow-white wings.

After a long time, the Qilin vanished, and with it, the powerful, beast-king-like aura disappeared as well. It was clear that it had departed.

On one hand, I was somewhat dissatisfied with the security guard's attitude; on the other, I was curious about what this old man intended to give me.

Seeing the Lamborghini chasing me, I felt no fear. Instead, I felt a surge of excitement, thinking this was the perfect opportunity to further test just how good my driving skills were—whether they were as legendary as Qi Yaotian’s during his escape.

The sharp, piercing sound shattered the last shred of reason in Pei Yibai’s mind. His rapid breathing brushed against Song Weiyi’s neck, and he hoisted her up into his arms.

"Mom, forget it. Don’t ruin our mood for buying jewelry or waste any more time." Seeing her mother was serious about calling the police, Lan Yun felt a twinge of guilt and immediately took her mother’s arm, acting spoiled.

The next moment, his eyes filled with contemplation. When he walked into the living room and caught sight of Gao Wanjing, whose face was slightly pale and whose expression was dazed, his gaze deepened.

Xu Che and Luo Qingyan agreed to return to the Xu family home together that evening. Luo Qingyan had prepared many New Year’s goods for the Xu family in advance, as an early gesture of respect.

Song Weiyi understood Pei Yibai’s meaning. In fact, she had no conflict with Lin Miaoyu; it was only because of Zhao Mengmeng that she had developed a prejudice against her.

Her hand accidentally touched his scorching chest. She remained calm, but Huo Zhen’s Adam's apple bobbed; the look he gave Luo Wanxin was deep and laced with a hint of heat.

Before she could finish the word "more," Pei An’an saw Ling Muchen’s expression suddenly turn cold.

Until this moment, Ziwu felt that Yue Xia and Zhijian were actually quite similar. They both appeared carefree and at ease, yet beneath the surface, they each possessed a persistent and resilient heart.

Lan Fei felt a stifling sensation in her chest, a feeling she had never experienced before. She felt she couldn't wait another moment; she had to see Luo Yu immediately and hear his explanation.

Even though it was an exquisite, high-sugar confection, it tasted bland and flavorless to Wen Qingqing. It seemed that sometimes, one’s appetite depends on one’s mood; when the mood is poor, nothing tastes like anything.

Zhao Han’s Bian Que equipped a pair of Boots of Quickness and began his life of roaming and ganking alongside Xiao Haochen’s Lanling King.

Li Bing looked at Liu Yu, and Chen Chen did the same. Seeing Liu Yu’s state, they both shook their heads.

Tian Qian’er felt a jolt of alarm. Her mother had strictly forbidden her from seeing Brother Chu. If she found out that she wanted to learn to make snacks just to please him, she would surely be furious, likely confining her to the house and causing her to miss the poetry gathering.

Jian Wu pushed the door open, set down her tray, and hurried over to help change the baby’s diaper. Ruixue unbuttoned her blouse to feed them until they were full, played with them for a while, and then placed them on the bed, letting them curiously examine their new surroundings.

The Chu army, which had been scattered across the various regions of Shouchun for training, began to converge on the city. Although there was no official announcement, everyone felt the heavy pressure of a storm about to break.

Mu Hong leaned back heavily, making the chair creak. Watching Mu Can’s retreating figure, a touch of ruthlessness flickered in his eyes.