Chapter 43: Persuasion

Shen Qingqing might genuinely have run into trouble.

This supposition left Jiang Zhixun unable to sit still, his heart sinking uncontrollably. Living alone out there, if she were to encounter hooligans and scoundrels, or people deliberately picking a fight, the probability of her being bullied was exceedingly high.

She had also run into trouble on the train when she first arrived here...

All sorts of unsettling events crowded into his mind, and with him not by her side, her desire for a divorce suddenly seemed to make a lot of sense.

Jiang Zhixun could no longer remain seated.

Yet at this very moment, another series of violent explosions erupted from the depths of the lake, as a group of immensely powerful Divine Sovereigns burst forth from the water.

Han Dong chuckled inwardly. This fellow was most likely a raw, greenhorn reporter, still constantly dropping the name of his graduating institution. The Capital City Metropolis Daily was quite perfunctory as well, dispatching such an absolute novice.

There was nothing wrong with that logic. Leaving aside the question of right and wrong regarding Li Ying, and the extent of the liability he should bear, just the fact that Li Ying was a dual prodigy—both a Devouring Esper and a Life Esper, a truly special genius!!—was enough to make countless lawyers beat their brains out trying to establish a connection with him.

The bearded man told her not to worry and to wait for news. Afterward, the two of us stepped out of the KTV. Actually, I knew it like the back of my hand—expecting compensation? That was just throwing money into the water.

Inside the Grand Palace on Mount Zhongnan, the members of the Northern Palace seated below held their breath, watching the furious Chen Xi shatter tableware and fruit platters to pieces.

"Useless piece of trash, why haven't you told the Dean the truth yet?" Liu Tiangang glared fiercely, causing Liu Bin to shrink his neck and confess everything from start to finish about how he and Yao Daya had conspired to frame Han Dong.

Facts proved that afterward, mages not only lost the ability to cast spells independently, but would also find it extremely difficult to gather mana during this period, requiring a buffer time of at least three days before they could resume combat.

This was standard procedure for a battalion commander. Aside from inspecting how administrative affairs within the battalion were being handled, he also had to check how guard duty and sentry protocols were being executed.

That night, Lin Shi finished tidying everything up early on, chatted with Old Man Han for a while, and then returned to his room to rest.

When the Duck caught sight of the two of us, he deliberately raised both hands. In his left hand, he held a walkie-talkie, and in his right, a device resembling a walkie-talkie.

"What about living quarters?" Inside the newly pitched tent, Wang Luo asked, sitting behind the desk.

The originally restless clearing suddenly grew much quieter, courtesy of the black-haired wizard's "unique" grand entrance.

Just as everyone was plunging into despair, they suddenly heard Shangguan Luohua's high-decibel voice. Before they even had time to react, they saw Shangguan Luohua stamp her foot and leap directly ten meters high into mid-air, following which she swung her inflamed fist, magnified several times over, and smashed it down violently toward the ground below.

Was this considered granting an opportunity to rest? Wang Luo picked up the second slip, but failed to enter the dreamscape this time.

Beyond that, however, the pedestrians along the road were gradually dwindling in number, and one could walk for a whole day and night without seeing the shadow of a passing merchant caravan or carriage... Clearly, this was already the heartland of the Principality of Bayn, its most prosperous and fertile territory, yet it was more desolate than the borderlands.

He was also in the Transcendent Realm, but compared to Li Chongyun, there was simply no comparison; the two were worlds apart, with a chasm too vast to bridge.

Bright red blood flowed along the iron-black chains, presenting a rather shocking sight, while this heart still pulsed at a very sluggish rhythm, appearing to be very much alive. Every single thud sounded immensely powerful.

Observing the baffled expressions on the faces of all his subordinates, Guan Yufeng exchanged a glance with Yan Jingchen and voiced the distress lingering in his heart.

Linghu Xiuhua offered a helpless shake of her head upon seeing the antics of Zhan Xiaoyu and her own son; over the past few months, she had grown more or less accustomed to it.

Her estimation of Feng Ruxuan rose by yet another notch. She had originally assumed Feng Ruxuan was merely a vase with a pretty face and a fine figure, never expecting her words to carry such high standards.

"So you don't need to eat, sleep, or go to the bathroom, and you just sit around missing me?" Lin Xifan pinched Anni's nose.