Chapter 34: Who Do You Think You Are! How Dare You Offend Me!
That was not all; Bai Ningbing had helped him at the most critical moment, yet Bai Yifeng had the audacity to frame her.
Su Tian gripped his wrist, forcing him to hunch over.
"Let go of me, Su Tian! Who do you think you are? How dare you offend me!"
Su Tian merely smiled. "Whatever you think I am, it is you who are about to face misfortune."
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Lu Wei stayed in the room for a while, then suddenly stood up and opened the door, intending to familiarize herself with the layout.
Having served by the Matriarch's side for many years, she had always been remarkably discreet; this was the first time she had acted so out of character.
"Does that mean I'm doomed?" Elfie felt a sudden darkness cloud his future. Perhaps the best course of action would be to follow Dobby’s example—use a black-market cloak, hide his identity, and hope for a chance at survival.
Since arriving in the prefecture city, her mother had kept her on a tight leash, and she had barely been out. Tian Mingrang and Liu Yexun had only recently returned to the city, and she had yet to meet them.
Tang Ye took a step forward, his aura erupting with such intensity that he seemed like an emperor of the nine heavens and ten earths. His piercing gaze swept over the Blood Shadow. With his fists covered in scales, he shattered the incoming stream of light and collided with the iron spear, sending sparks flying in all directions.
"Shut your mouth," Old Scar commanded. With one hand, he hoisted Xue Gui up, and with the other, he clenched his fist and struck. Xue Gui hit the ground heavily, his teeth flying out of his mouth.
As the words fell, Chi Feng’s figure moved like a bolt of lightning. A golden sun rose behind him, and the cries of a Golden Crow seemed to echo through time. The scorching solar flames threatened to burn through the heavens, and the rolling heat waves washed over Chi Jiang, causing his entire body to tremble.
She greeted them one by one with well-behaved manners. Uncle Qian and Auntie Qian appeared honest and reserved, saying little other than repeating the word "good" several times.
Sure enough, when Lu Jingran entered, a thin layer of frost covered his eyebrows, and his heavy cloak was thick with accumulated snow.
"Are you saying that you already know what will happen next?" Selent asked in shock.
With a word from Xiao Yi, the four of them continued. Taking a slice of fruit from Zheng Ying, Hengzhi pulled up a stool and sat behind his mother to watch the game. Seeing that his mother seemed to be losing more money on the table, he decided to stay and cheer her on.
The four great imperial powers had been unified; it was something no one in the world could have imagined, yet it had truly come to pass.
"Sigh, is it really going to come to that... Forget it, I'll just take things as they come." Lying on his bed, Li Chao stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself foolishly. The more he thought about it, the more restless he felt, so he simply pulled the quilt over his head and went to sleep.
However, Liu Pan was no ordinary cultivator. Before his Demonic Spirit Ghost Corpse body had achieved "resurrection through the reversal of death," he couldn't even trigger a lightning tribulation.
He opened his eyes to see a magnificent ceiling; it was clear he was abroad.
Seeing that Liu Pan did not answer, Lin Xiao realized she had overstepped with her question.
It was only a short while ago that he had been planning to kill Liu Kuang to seize his destiny, hoping to find a way to leave this world. Yet now, he was wondering if he should ask Liu Pan to take the Sky-Opening Axe with him when he transcended the void? Was his mental state truly deteriorating?
As soon as Li Chao finished washing up, the film crew arrived. Taking the breakfast Han Ga-in had helped prepare, Li Chao drove his long-unused car toward Hyomin's dormitory. He had to pick her up first so they could head to the new house together. He didn't yet know where the new house was or what it looked like; he would only find out once he picked up Hyomin.
In fact, not everyone who attended the auction intended to bid; many were there just to watch the spectacle. After all, there were very few forces or individuals with the immense resources required to participate in a Saint-level auction.