Volume One, Chapter 36: Let’s Go! I’ll Take You to the Police Station to Have Some Peanuts

"Hahaha, with your lowly status, you dare to contend with the head of my clan? Go to your death!" Amidst Lang Xiaotian’s roar, the other three long chains pierced into Duanmu Shou’s body.

In other words, the probability of drawing ten thousand points is one in eight, or twelve point five percent. That’s actually not bad odds; the probability of drawing one hundred points is five in eight, and for one thousand points, it is two in eight.

Even if there isn't anything better, perhaps drawing a professional killer or something similar would allow me to accept an extra assassination mission—maybe sneaking into the palace tonight to finish off the empress?

Many of the diners here held high social standing. To maintain her public image, Jiang Xinyourou had no choice but to take out her bank card, hand it to the waiter, and pay for the three-person lunch that the three of them hadn't even touched.

"Do you need me to ask for the Ghost Emperor's orders a second time on your behalf?" Bing Yue sneered, waving her hand to command those behind her to produce the imperial decree.

Ted and Mu Lingyan locked eyes. It felt like a long time passed before Mu Lingyan gave a barely perceptible nod.

Luoyang City also boasts a massive harbor, where people returning from sea arrive daily. It is a hub of travel for those from the north and south, making it the most frequented spot for merchants and the liveliest city in the Xiliang Kingdom.

She spoke the truth. In the face of a cruel reality, many had already surrendered to the status quo; to save their own lives, betraying people they didn't know well was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Tell me, how is the Divine Dragon Society developing now?" Ao Wen finally began to transmit his voice again.

At a modest restaurant, Su Chen ordered several hearty dishes and began to wolf them down.

Chu Aotian offered a wicked, charming smile and continued to roam his hands over her. Aside from the final step, she no longer held any secrets from him.

At this moment, Nagato had no intention of wasting more breath on them. Either you all come with me, or you stay here waiting, or perhaps just stay here and think.

All of this must be considered in light of the role he played, and whether he was truly capable of carrying out everything that needed to be done.

Shen Yu stood alone, his fingers—hidden within his sleeves—twitching slightly. He felt the tree branch behind him sway in response, and the green leaves slowly dripped downward.

Gu Feng shifted his gaze and saw a dark shadow dash right in front of him, wrapping him in a giant hug.

He leaned against the city wall, sitting on the corpse of a fallen enemy, and reached out to drag his greatsword toward him, stroking the blade that had curled after countless strikes.

The villagers were simple-minded; they merely thought that incident was incredible without wondering why. Furthermore, he left Wanchun County for a while shortly after, and by the time he returned, Luo Yi was long gone, and he had forgotten all about that affair.

To appease them, and out of their own individual considerations, the shamans in the Hall of Sacrifice split into two factions.

"When you arrived, didn't the Counter Force give you some divine weapons or items that could solve everything with a 'whoosh'?" Ying Luo asked.

On the morning of the second day after Yu Zichen’s departure, Qingrang went to pay her respects to the Madam as usual. The servants she saw along the way were fewer than on previous days, and as Jin Niang followed behind, she felt as if all the flowers in the courtyard had withered overnight.

After the heavy rain yesterday, she had already formed a preliminary plan. Now that she had arrived at the Huo residence with Huo Zheng, that decision became even clearer.

The first time he kissed her, it was out of anger, yet he felt no resistance from her. The kiss just now, however, was an active response—a sign that deep emotions had been stirred.

During the tasting, her gaze swept seemingly unintentionally toward the sky outside the window. Then, she put down the dessert in her hand and looked at the man opposite her, who had been focused on her the entire time.

"What is it, Chi Yan? I heard your voice from far away early this morning," Chen Yun said, approaching Chi Yan.

However, Jian Wuming also wanted to know; these were secrets known only to his master, a few of his master’s close friends, and his own companions. No one else was aware.

"What's wrong?" Yao Yao’s exquisite lips parted, and she frowned. Then, with a light leap, she descended like a celestial being. This left Chen Yun and Chi Yan dumbstruck; stunned by her beauty, they both gulped audibly.

A fan in winter, a cotton-padded jacket in summer, and a show of concern that comes only after a person’s heart has already gone cold.

Just as the two groups were locked in a fierce brawl, the roar of motorcycle engines drifted from not far off Highway 102, and judging by the sound, there was more than one bike.

With a "creak," the door opened. Fei Xuan, who had been arguing, paused and looked toward the entrance. Seeing the door open, Yue Huang let a wicked smile play on his lips, unnoticed by anyone else.

For now, the rest of the Bulls remained low-key, showing no intention of standing up for their team leader.

The former Baiguoyuan Village had once been lush with trees and verdant grass, the villagers living in abundance—a true paradise. Who could have imagined it was a false happiness maintained by a cult, with ugliness and filth lurking in every corner of the village?

Seeing her sister’s predicament, she shook her head slightly and was about to step forward when she heard a cold, low hum from Tione.

As for Nami, she stayed on the ship with Johnny and Yosaku, claiming she wanted to organize the nautical charts of the Grand Line.

Before the meatball could hit the ground, two splashes erupted in the mud as a long, barrel-thick creature surged up, fighting over the meatball.

Previously, when Cheng Feiyang and Xu Lan heard that Cheng Ran had saved someone and was somehow tied to the Liu Zhiqiang kidnapping ring—a name currently known to everyone in Shanhai City—their first reaction was to scold him for playing the hero and putting himself in the tiger’s den.

"If the Black Feather Demon God strikes, the few of us cannot possibly hold him off," a hunched human elder on the left said. Although the ancient, heaven-piercing barrier surrounding the city was powerful and could draw strength from the earth to replenish its energy, it was already reaching its limit in resisting the attacks of the Twelve Demon Image Battle Array.

There were over three hundred captured werewolves. The leader was a bare-chested middle-aged werewolf with graying temples, looking weather-beaten and weary. His body was covered in scars, appearing to have suffered greatly at the hands of these humans.

"Those two Demigod-realm Netherworld beings actually survived that battle? Their luck is quite good," the blue-haired elder said dismissively, seemingly not regarding the Netherworld beings as any threat.

The man who arrived was Ichiro Isumi. Seeing the two standing in the road without the slightest intention of slowing down, he steered his horse to crash straight into them.

Among the five leaders, including Yan Daoxing, Yan Daoxing was definitively the strongest in terms of combat power alone.