Volume 1, Chapter 24: The Dusty Pink Rabbit Apron

Lu Jinye was caught off guard and glanced at Jiang Li subconsciously.

However, Jiang Li remained completely unaware, puffing out her chest and looking at him with aggressive indignation.

He couldn't help but chuckle, a desire to tease her stirring within him. "It seems that President Jiang is quite busy even when ill—too busy, perhaps, to even find time to wash her undergarments after a shower."

The Mermaid Elder replied respectfully, "My apologies, Senior. Desai only possesses a superficial understanding of formation arrays. Seeing your troubled expression, I merely took the liberty of guessing. As for the Black Obsidian Crystal Array, it was not created by Desai; I am only aware of the method to activate it."

After a long silence, Gao Changgong’s icy voice finally broke the stillness of the night. His handsome face remained as impassive as ever, yet the murderous aura surging within his deep, piercing eyes was enough to instill profound fear and unease in anyone who saw it.

Xiao Baojuan glared at Rumo, his tone stern, yet a smile played at the corners of his mouth. "Do not ever joke with your life again." He then poked her forehead, laughing in spite of himself. "You mischievous girl, Rumo."

When Sister Xu was brought in and saw Yingzuo, she collapsed to her knees in terror, crying, "Your Excellency, I did not kill the Commander!" Yingzuo thought to himself, *If you were to kill him, you would first need the capability to do so.*

"Nanluan has been tyrannical for too long; how shall we, the Eastern Emperor, deal with it!" Chen Haikang’s voice roared like a surging tide, clear and resounding for a hundred miles around.

Du Yuancheng scanned the entirety of Fanluo Mountain. It was a vast expanse with dense forests, and searching for a hidden, intangible space within this dark void was akin to looking for a needle in the ocean.

Chen Xi remained blocking the entrance, arguing, "I can wield the Profound Spirit Prison-Breaking Bead. If the teacher encounters danger, I can at least create a time difference of about three months. Even if we aren't a match for them then, we can still escape the Mermaid Graveyard."

Wo Quan drew the sword at his waist. Under the moonlight, it shimmered with a frigid, icy light, slicing through the eerie murderous intent rippling in the air. With flashes of steel and swift maneuvers, every strike was executed with lethal intent.

Just as the group felt their nerves numbing and their limbs growing heavy, a hauntingly ethereal voice suddenly drifted from the layers of dense fog, as if whispering of something long forgotten.

Kanade Tachibana’s eyes brightened instantly, and she nodded vigorously; a glimmer of hope appeared on her otherwise expressionless face.

Before the pimply-faced man could react, the car sped past, whipping up a fierce gust of wind that sent his body swaying precariously.

The deep, melodious hum of the sports car’s engine roared to life, and the students ahead instinctively parted to clear a wide path.

Now was certainly not the time to let emotions dictate strategy. Regardless of how much Yang Yiqing admired Zhang Jing, or whether Zhang Jing’s desperate defense of Ningbo served any purpose, one could easily bypass Ningbo when traveling to Hangzhou; it was not a location that absolutely had to be conquered.

"Yufan, tell me, was it you who offended the eldest sister?" Li Ruyan demanded. She had been caught cheating and was already in a foul mood.

The Black Lotus is a unique plant that grows only in immense marshes, and the Black Lotus Emperor is the king among them. Although the Black Lotus Emperor is a plant, it possesses a certain level of intelligence due to its noble lineage and genetics. Only a Black Lotus Emperor of this caliber can create and preserve the Black Lotus Imperial Flame within its blossom.

With her chest heaving uncontrollably, Murong Yifang finally reached her breaking point; she let out a wail and burst into tears.

The other party had no treasure map and had never encountered this ancient tomb before—so how did they know they had reached the high platform, and how did they instantly locate the mechanism’s trigger?

"Stop looking. I’m going to call for takeout; what do you want to eat?" Meng Fanjing shouted from the living room.

Duan Lang understood immediately. He stopped asking questions and followed Director Wang to the third wooden shelf on the right, where Wang Sheng pulled out a file and handed it to him.

She was alluring enough when still, but her every movement only made her more provocative; she was difficult to resist when silent, but even more so when she spoke.