Volume 1, Chapter 58: Here to Clean the Toilets, Aren't You?
The colleague closed her eyes, her fingertips still unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, a foolish smile hanging on the corner of her mouth as if she might float into a fantasy amidst pink bubbles at any second.
Lin Hao murmured softly, picking up a beast-skin scroll of unknown leather and unfolding it before his eyes.
The moment the match between Metz and the Spaniards concluded, the entire Stadio Pier Cesare Tombolato erupted into a frenzy.
Nangong Sheng held a white Go piece, playing against Ye Qingcheng’s Immortal-Slaying Sword. An immortal was, after all, an immortal; that bearing alone was enough to surpass hundreds of millions of mortals. With an army approaching and surrounded on all sides, he still remained calm, projecting strength without losing his refined elegance.
Over the past year, Beckham had conquered all Tottenham Hotspur fans with his stellar performances, and he had always been regarded as a pillar of the club's revival, one of their own.
After all, under normal circumstances, a cultivator of his level would find it utterly impossible to perceive the presence of Lu Tianyu and the others, without even the slightest sensation.
Zhangsun Mei'er walked generously in the center, with Shangguan Xiahou and Shangguan Yongyi following on either side. Shangguan Xiahou was relatively composed, but Shangguan Yongyi wore a gloomy expression, looking quite helpless. If one ignored his sullen face, he could easily be mistaken for Zhangsun Mei'er's personal attendant.
"...", the Alluring Enchantress slowly turned around and headed straight toward her room, seemingly paying no mind to Long Zhu's threat at all.
Essent was greatly startled, and Aragut was equally astonished. Both knew that Li Zhen had a military background, and hearing him curse continuously like a bandit, they both felt a secret surge of contempt.
"Hehe, of course!" the old mage said proudly, "Take a look and you'll understand!" With a wave of his hand, he tossed a pile of items out from his spatial ring.
He chose to launch a surprise attack on Li Zhen's rear in order to thoroughly defeat the Qing army, but he never expected the opponent to also have a backup plan. Moreover, the firepower of their prepared reserve force was overwhelmingly strong, leaving him completely unable to resist. After running for a while, Chaifukov stopped, turned to look back at the Qing army, as if trying to etch their image into his memory.
"A tiger, there's a tiger, a big white tiger." Zhuang An sat up and started shouting. It seemed he had sobered up, but his mind was still in a blur.
Xuanxuan looked at the surrounding people who were laughing to the point of tears, as well as Uncle Quan's darkened face and Yangyang's unhappy expression, completely unaware of where he had gone wrong.
Even so, his expression did not ease up in the slightest. Harry leaned in for a closer look, thinking this with a pang of heartache.
For some reason, she could always feel a bone-chilling coldness emanating from the man, a coldness that seemed capable of freezing her solid—terrifying to the extreme.
Feeling that the air in the room was somewhat stifling, Su Yiqing walked out into the garden, hoping to calm her mood and carefully piece through the entire process.
Yet Erik did not. Perhaps because of that helmet, he did not reveal a single shred of emotion hidden within his heart. Harry's telepathic probe felt like pressing a hand against a metal plate; not the slightest trace of living presence could be sensed.
Jun Rongfan could sense that ever since meeting Zhu Lianmeng that day, Mu Yihan seemed a bit more silent. Was it because Zhu Lianmeng reminded him of that explosion at the amusement park in the past? She guessed so; after all, that explosion had left far too deep an impact on him.
The illness of the second younger brother was also a lingering heartache for the family. Because of his condition, it represented a painful past and cast a perpetual shadow over the otherwise joyful and peaceful Mu family.