Volume One, Chapter 110: Sowing Discord

"What?" The man in the toad-eye sunglasses trembled as soon as Zhang Weidong said he wasn't Shi Lei. The other thugs became nervous as well, some reaching into their clothes to grab their weapons.

The scions of the various families, who already harbored grievances against Ji Tianyun, began to chime in one after another, condemning him.

Perhaps they would assume she had gone delirious from illness, bundle her off to a shamaness to have her exorcised, or simply burn her at the stake.

She looked back to see Jiang Chengyan sitting on the sofa, the corners of his mouth curled slightly upward, his expression softened by a touch of tenderness.

At the same time, chunks of soil and stone debris were sent flying by the impact; because he was standing too close, even Barnes himself could not escape unscathed.

"A god's inheritance site!" Bi Ji and Poseidon exclaimed. To think that the so-called Slaughter City was actually the inheritance site of a deity.

Unable to handle the stress, she broke down in a fit of hysterical sobbing and ran away, hiding in the tall grass where no one could find her.

Furthermore, Baili Fanhua suspected that Yan Jingchang's true identity was known to only a few among the Fallen Immortals; such a trump card could not be common knowledge to everyone.

At that moment, the Titan Giant Ape’s iron fist came crashing toward him. The blow carried the force of ten thousand jun, displacing the air with a thunderous roar, its wind whipping his hair into a frenzy.

In the instant that thought flickered through Zhao Lanzhi's mind, her gaze inadvertently fell upon Chu Yang, who was fast asleep on the sofa.

Whether due to fog or smog, the sky was overcast. Flecks of down drifted through the air, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, but never settling on the ground. A crow perched on a phoenix tree, its head bobbing and turning, eyes scanning the scene below as if trying to discern what the people were doing.

The main issue was on the boards; for the few rebounds that appeared early in the game, he failed to establish a dominant advantage over Drummond.

To return to that day: he was waiting for work on the street, playing cards to pass the time, when a boss drove up. As soon as the man stepped out of the car, the migrant workers immediately swarmed it.

Huang Mei was clearly caught off guard by Zhou Hei’s sudden move; taken completely by surprise, she was thrown directly to the ground by Uncle Zhou.

Staring coldly at his opponent, Ye Qiu felt his murderous intent surge. From their brief exchange, he could clearly perceive the icy malice emanating from the other side.

Young Master He erupted with his greatest strength, a power that could even rival that of an innate-level master.

Therefore, the best course of action now was to ignore the situation in the village and simply let the villagers perish in that fire.

This fellow was quite interesting; he entered the league as a first-round draft pick in '97, played for a few years, and then headed off to the European leagues.

Li Xun waved his hand dismissively. If it weren't for the fact that the guy had stood up for him tonight, he would have given him a sound thrashing.

The most famous Gothic cathedral in G City was packed with people today. Police tape was strung up outside, and news vans from various outlets were tightly surrounding the area. Only those who had received invitations could enter the cathedral to witness the ceremony, verified by the special chips embedded in their invitation cards.

Then, as if part of a premeditated plot, a series of revelations were exposed. Yan Youran instantly became the target of public scorn, and before she could even manage to leave G City, she was swarmed by reporters who had caught wind of the news.

Nie Wanluo felt a flash of embarrassment at being caught in the act; she pulled her hand away and gave him a gentle, tentative embrace, not daring to reply. After a moment of silence, her pregnancy-induced lethargy began to take hold.

So, when classes ended at sunset, around six o'clock in the evening, a group of students gathered once again at the dueling grounds of the Night Society.

After chatting for a while longer, Peng Yulin withdrew to his own bedroom to complete the assignments given to him by Zeng Guofan.