Chapter 138: A New Name and Identity

As he walked closer, he noticed a crowd gathered right outside his front door. The old man instinctively felt that something was amiss—surely another disturbance was brewing?

Because of the uplifting mood brought by joyous occasions, his overall physique had grown increasingly robust.

With a doctor's explicit assurance that he could walk around alone to clear his meridians as long as he avoided emotional agitation, he felt quite well.

Yet, seeing the current scene, his old comrades-in-arms grew somewhat apprehensive. Someone pulled a prepared wheelchair out from a vehicle and urged him to sit down immediately.

"Oh, come on, the old man's health is fine. Why would he need a wheelchair?"

"..."

"Is there any?" The usually detached Ye Qingjue lost his composure for a moment, his tone brimming with anxiety and anticipation.

A wave of commotion echoed from behind the two. Following the sound, Nangong Yu saw the accumulated snow atop the Mountain God Temple detach itself under the earth's tremors, tumbling down on its own.

This abrupt attitude caused anger to surge within Nangong Yu. Both Old Man Hua and Su Suan possessed unfathomable cultivation levels; in the presence of these two senior experts, Nangong Yu was simply no match.

Hua Chongjin also perceived their dilemma. Just in time, a dark shadow descended from the mountain, remarkably hauling two wild boars.

"Hmph, I'm afraid my reputation isn't something someone from the bottom rungs like you has the right to hear!" the young master said haughtily, his face full of arrogant condescension.

Seamlessly steering the conversation elsewhere, Su Mu also felt deeply troubled by his own impulsive question just moments ago.

He broke through with a single step, arriving beneath the basket, and attempted a layup. The ball flew out of his hands and soared toward the hoop.

He single-handedly initiated the food street, instantly becoming a target emulated by various states and sects. It was said that a princess in Yangzhou City had even followed suit.

"As expected of Brother Shang's territory; these blossoming flowers are vibrant without being pretentious, numerous without being chaotic. Gazing at this sea of flowers, more than half of the world's worries simply vanish." Ghost-Face Ancient Jade gently closed his eyes, sensing the serenity brought by the Sorrow-Free Valley.

"You wretched woman, aren't you still trying to make me sell my arms for money..." Seeing Song Guihua throw a tantrum at him, Yu Zongyao immediately roared back at her in anger.

Clearly, the two of them still believed that Lin Hao was just bragging, and put very little faith in his words.

The two public security officers had heard and seen this with their own ears yesterday, so she wasn't worried about any complications.

Many years later, when historians examined the course of events, they would classify Zhou Huan's emergence this time as a major historical milestone.

"No, I've just been released from the detention center. Please listen to what I have to say. Because some of it involves illegal acts, I cannot tell you, lest you commit the crime of harboring a criminal. So do not ask me how I got out of the detention center; you just need to understand the following points."

However, professional gamers undergo systematic training, focusing more on tactical coordination and scrimmages. Some players barely have time to play on their own ranked accounts. It's not that they couldn't climb the ranks, but simply that they lack the time to do so.

Haha, aren't you asking the obvious? You dumped a whole head and body of nightsoil on him, and you're still asking me?

A purely peasant family simply could not afford it. Even now, farming families had only recently solved their subsistence problems; trying to scrape together money to send a child to university was an immensely difficult task.

As for the later stages, a Fiora with items wouldn't fear Gnar as much, though scoring a kill would still be somewhat difficult. Gnar's mobility skills weren't just there for show.

Even so, the long-ranged Gnar still held a natural advantage when fighting the short-ranged Fiora. This resulted in Fiora's health pool struggling to remain at a healthy level, barely managing to hover around sixty percent so far.

"My beloved ministers, what on earth has happened? Why are you in such a hurry to summon Us back?" the Jade Emperor asked the crowd curiously.

"Marissa, you've done well." The leader picked up Marissa and kissed her on the cheek.

Inside the conference room, a man with black hair and purple eyes lounged casually by the table, crossing his legs to outline a perfect, sleek curve. His slender fingers tapped rhythmically against the tabletop.