Chapter 21: The Hall Master of the Demon-Human Hall

Liu Meng's eyes widened, and he felt as if all the blood in his body was boiling!

Good—such a powerful beggar!

There are actually masters of this caliber in Jiangcheng today!

The wave of energy he had just released was at least on par with my own, perhaps even surpassing me!

It has been so long since I last encountered an opponent of this level!

Liu Meng was...

The organizers had no knowledge of what was happening inside the Valley of Death, but they did know that at least a hundred people from the Captain Mercenary Corps were gathered together.

“Alex, we must find a way to leave here, or things will become far too dangerous!” Claire said, her face grave and voice low.

Everyone understood the difficulty of this situation. They all looked to Ling Yuxuan, waiting to see what she would decide.

Now he truly admired her, for he was already over sixty, while his opponent was barely in her twenties. If a true master from China were to arrive, he was certain he wouldn't even have the strength to fight. He knew this for a fact.

Once word of this gets out, surely people will say that Zhao Yang was far too pretentious, making the president of a whole country go personally to the airport to meet him.

At this moment, a voice came from upstairs. Before long, Zhao Fei’er, still in her pajamas, hair tousled, ran down, first checking on Crescent to see if Qi Ji was there, muttering, “Don’t look.” Then she chatted idly with Crescent for a while, before rushing to the kitchen complaining of hunger.

Xiao Yifeng waved his hand, and the cloud of poison gas settled on a nearby tree. Instantly, the tree began to wither and die, and in less than ten seconds, the towering tree was completely dead. This poison was indeed formidable.

Her body had no strength left to run; she stumbled and fell to the ground, the sharp pain in her hands and knees ignored. Watching the thugs who had now stopped and were slowly approaching, Ye Zitong’s eyes were full of disappointment and despair. Was there anyone who could save her?

If even Ao Tian said there was no hope, then he would ask why you moved across from her. Don’t tell him, brother, moving across from her means you intend to pursue her, doesn’t it?

Ye Zitong sniffed, determined not to allow herself to cry. Though her tears flowed silently, hidden by the rain so no one could notice, she kept telling herself that if she let her tears fall, she would never be strong again.

Yet some people are recorded in the annals of history precisely because, even in the deepest recesses of logistics, they manage to stir up trouble.

Duan Weiqi stole a glance at Li Jiayu. She looked at those children, the corners of her mouth curving, her eyes filled with gentle light. Duan Weiqi felt as if a heavy stone pressed on his chest, unable to breathe. He had planned to talk with her over lunch today, but seeing her reaction now, it seemed even more difficult.

Did she really think he was made of iron and steel, able to laugh off everything? Some things simply cannot be laughed away. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have fallen so hard for her.

With a loud crash, the teacup struck the floor and shattered, tea splashing across King Chen’s face. Blood streamed from the wound on his already injured head.

Mi Xiang’er pretended not to notice... Without a certain shamelessness, how could anything be accomplished?

If Meng Shaoning entered the court, there would be no place for anyone else. Even the positions of Left and Right Chancellor might well be his.

“Now, let Xiaoxiao introduce herself to everyone.” With these words, amidst a round of applause, the microphone was handed to Bai Xiaoxiao.

Oh? Who is really speaking ambiguously? Duan Weiqi arched his brow and looked at Li Jiayu. Li Jiayu appeared completely innocent.

By the time the third group of students arrived, she had already left Qiao County for Yingchuan to study. Aside from those with connections like Cao Yu, or the exceptionally talented children sent to Yingchuan for special training, her impressions of the third group were merely blurry figures and the scores on their final exams.