Chapter 52: Fall

"Buzz!"
"Bang!"
At the entrance to the manor, as Long Xingyue erupted with power, Su Luoxue, without a trace of hesitation, became a blur, charging straight at Long Xingyue to kill!
The battle between these two martial arts grandmasters instantly became the center of the entire melee!
The ground shattered, and swirling currents of energy erupted!
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After firing a shot just now, Yang Lin immediately began to move. Less than thirty seconds after he left, Gianna’s fifth rocket had already blasted the house where he’d been hiding into dust.
I lowered my gaze, understanding that in the Emperor’s heart, even without the earlier calligraphy incident, his suspicion and dissatisfaction with the Crown Prince could never be erased.
Li Zongwen raised an eyebrow, suddenly snapped open his iron folding fan, and with a sweeping motion, in the quaking blast of energy, nine cold, gleaming spears instantly formed, each hurtling toward the nine spirit snakes.
This was also related to Wang Zhong’s identity. Setting aside his friendship with the Li family, he was the largest shareholder and executive chairman of Hui Feng Bank, owner of the Rose Racecourse, master of the Dahe Vineyard, the youngest martial arts grandmaster in Hong Kong, and the youngest but best-selling author. Any one of these titles commanded respect.
“She just rolled her eyes at me, didn’t she…” Wang Yao’s face looked as if he’d seen a ghost as he tossed the chocolate back into the bag.
“Teacher, actually…” Seeing Liang Chunri’s expression of displeasure, Wang Yao helplessly walked closer to the office desk, speaking as he turned to face Liang Chunri and the others, his back to the teacher.
As these figures in hazmat suits drew near, Wang Yao got out of bed, walked straight through them, and stepped into the corridor, his silhouette indescribably lonely.
Jiu Ye, for his part, looked neither surprised nor uneasy; he stood quietly in place, waiting for the Holy Envoy Mu.
Beyond the half-obscured view blocked by the Fire Phoenix, the defensive barrier around Aldrick was already engulfed by a rain of artillery fire.
In truth, I wanted it too—desperately, impossibly much. Now that I finally had the chance, I would give it my all, just this once.
After replying to the message, Jian Ning returned as usual to the gathering area for the performers, as if nothing had happened.
Both I and Panda have extremely sharp hearing—especially Panda—even those elite fighters from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai, with their superhuman skills, would struggle to approach us undetected. But this elderly gentleman with his unsteady step had suddenly appeared out of nowhere… How odd was that?
Could it be that Master had something to attend to tonight and left in a hurry? But knowing his temperament, if he really had gone out, he would have certainly told me.
“Very well, let’s go with this gentleman’s offer—one million gold coins,” Rihanna said with a smile. In truth, she’d been wavering between three and five hundred thousand in her heart, but to her surprise the bid had soared to a million, and how could that not please her?
Long Tian said a word and left, heading into the arena first. As soon as Zhan Ming and Jing Peng saw that he’d gone in, they quickly followed after him.
Healing her wounds wouldn’t cost me much energy. What I really feared was that, while treating her injuries, I’d inevitably see her body—how could I possibly gaze upon such flawless beauty and remain unmoved?
Before I could speak, Shen Yingying’s figure flickered, suddenly turning into a crimson arc and vanishing between the stairwells.
Muzi suddenly looked up at the moon. The longer he stared, the more uneasy he felt, and he hurried back, bumping into Lu Min who was walking toward him, then heard the sound of water scattering on the ground.
So the President was anxious to contact Jing Jian, even holding off on releasing his news material for a while. Coordinated publicity is always far better than going it alone. For this, he was even willing to pay a hefty endorsement fee, just to get Jing Jian’s approval.