Chapter 34: Would That Not Be an Affront to My Dignity?

She abandoned him heartlessly, ignoring him completely. She did not even show her face when news broke that he was planning to take a wife.

Jessica was excited to see Sun Zhuo walking toward her, but her expression was complex; she could sense that Sun Zhuo had misunderstood the nature of her relationship with Justin.

"What exactly are you keeping from me?" They kept saying they were hiding something, but what was it? Mu Xia, unwilling to hear excuses for their secrecy, asked impatiently.

After hanging up the phone, Director Wang fell into deep thought. The call from Rat gave him a vague feeling that the matter discussed was related to him, and perhaps he could even play a role in resolving it.

With a thud, Liu Yaqing collapsed to the ground. Her face was ashen, and the last line of defense in her heart crumbled instantly.

An Nuan frowned and retorted to Jiang Yao. She had endured those nasty remarks time and time again, but at this point, she had to ask: who was really clinging to whom?

The eyes of everyone present were drawn to the vouchers being randomly selected. Nian Yu Jiang took a voucher from a staff member, held it carefully under his nose to sniff it, then gently handed it back before picking up another to repeat the process.

"If you have matters to attend to, please go. State affairs come first. Leave Yanfan to me; I will take good care of her. Don't worry." Though Mu Yanfan’s mother was reluctant to let him go, she finally accepted the reality.

In an instant, the surroundings fell silent. All eyes turned to Feng. Feng looked up at the flashing lights for a few seconds before asking in surprise.

I thought to myself, "Fine, pull me in then. Even if you didn't, I would have walked in myself eventually." But before I could collect my thoughts, Sheng Shiyao rolled down the window and tossed my phone out. It traced a parabolic arc in free fall and vanished from sight.

I sighed and turned to sit beneath the city wall, my blood-red sword leaning diagonally against my leg. Murong Shanshan also crouched down, wrapping her arms around her snow-white legs, watching me in silence.

At this moment, many images flashed through Zhao Yan's mind: his parents, his grandparents, and everything from Earth—all appeared before him one by one.

"Very well! Let the three of you attack together; I shall take you all on at once!" Shen Feng said indifferently.

The crowd immediately understood the reason, and cold sweat began to pour down their backs, leaving them at a loss for what to do.

Lan Xi gave a bitter smile, as if she were a notorious criminal guilty of treason and murder, given how much trouble it had taken just to see her.

Sanbao’s vision blurred. Feeling a sudden sway, he nearly fell from Shisan’s back, his chest feeling incredibly constricted under the weight of a powerful aura.

Aini hurriedly covered those areas with her arms, lowering her head in shyness, a stark contrast to how she had been when she first met Zhao Yan.

The Empress looked delighted. She had finally lured Concubine Hua into the trap and gained another nine thousand taels of silver—how could she not be in a good mood?

A moment later, Xibi drew closer to the location of the great sword, the excitement on her face growing more intense.

A sense of indescribable emotion welled up within Setsuna. From VEDA, he had learned that this homeland would soon fall into a vortex of internal strife, constantly spiraling toward self-destruction.

He did this not only to earn the favor of these regional masters and leaders but also to mediate between the righteous and evil factions.

Although sound cannot travel through a vacuum, a thunderous roar echoed in the minds of everyone simultaneously. In their sight, the rippling void suddenly shattered like glass. Amidst the spraying light, twenty majestic, pure-white shuttle-shaped warships slowly emerged before Gjallarhorn.

The Qian'a Clan? When Jinyang heard this term, his entire body shuddered, and long-forgotten memories suddenly surged back to life.

In the middle of speaking, Kashu suddenly braked hard and stopped in his tracks, shouting aloud.

It was possible that a large portion of them did not hold even a shred of respect or reverence for him.

"Damn it! No wonder this demonic beast couldn't take human form! Watch me burn you to a crisp!" My impulsive remark hit home, and it was as if Liu Laoda had been awakened from a dream. That’s right, for creatures like this, smoking them out was a viable method.

Wei Liang bowed respectfully to Ying Fei. The entire Eastern Legion stood behind him, their earth-shattering killing intent rising to the heavens and stirring the boundless clouds.

As the leader finished speaking in a chilling tone, more than a dozen men respectfully accepted the order and departed.

Instructor He only issued verbal warnings; after all, since they handled firearms daily, they needed to be prepared to avoid panic in emergencies. While firearm management grew increasingly strict, internal training became more transparent.

"N2!" Lin Ai felt a surge of joy. With N2 here, she was invincible. She pointed a finger toward Emil, who was hidden behind the pillar behind her.

The iron pipe struck the suitcase, bursting it open and sending bundles of bright red banknotes spilling onto the ground. Peng Tao glanced down briefly before stepping into the Maybach. Ye Tian heard a faint click—it was the driver locking the car doors from the inside to prevent anyone from rushing in.