57. The Sensible Little Dog

It was not that the children did not want to get down by themselves; rather, having been in the carriage for so long, their frail bodies left their legs unresponsive and completely numb.
Fortunately, after she carried down a few children, Liu Cui, the young boy sitting with her in the front, and Granny Cao—who had been struck dumb with shock—all snapped out of it and came to help, finally rescuing her from her plight.
Otherwise, she feared she would not have been able to stomach a single bite of food that evening given the pungent odors clinging to those children.
However, it seemed she would still have to head up the mountain tomorrow.
And that happened to work out.

Fourth Master Liu felt a bone-piercing pain and sank his teeth into Du Meng's neck. Du Meng showed no weakness whatsoever, biting right back in retaliation. They were locked in an intense struggle, neither apparently leaving any room for compromise—perhaps this was simply their chosen mode of communication.

"No way!" Wu Di's stubborn mule-like temper flared up again, and he lashed out at Liansheng with a palm strike. Fortunately, Liansheng dodged in the nick of time, the force of the blow generating a sharp crack in the air like a thunderclap.

After Pan Wang and the people around him opened their terminals, they checked the data. Not only did it display the exact timestamps, but it also recorded what these individuals had been doing beforehand.

Avai was well aware that this method was practiced solely within the Marvel Republic, whereas the heirs of both the Kingdom and the Empire were independently designated by the previous supreme ruler. Nevertheless, he believed that since this was an exercise in expressing diverse opinions, Rost and the other classmates ought to be exposed to alternative voices.

He had originally intended to fish for more details about their specific mission yesterday, but it was abundantly clear that they were reluctant to dwell on the subject, quickly turning the tables and shifting the conversation back to him.

"What else can I possibly do?" Yang Chong shrugged. He lacked an illustrious family background and was not even as wealthy as Li An's family. If he were in the other person's shoes, he would have already applied to become a disciple or apprentice at the True Martial Hall to train himself.

The two strolled down the street in silence, walking quietly side by side. Yet, Ye Xue's outfit was simply too dazzling, and every passerby could not help turning their heads for a second look. Fortunately, the streets were crowded and bustling with all sorts of people, so no one dared to act too presumptuously; otherwise, Lin Yu could only have deemed that person utterly unlucky.

However, this kind of wish-granting Qiankun pouch required spiritual consciousness to control it; thus, if Nangong Qian did not care for it, it would be of no use to him at all.

A deafening explosion echoed through the air. In the end, Flygon failed to react in time and was once again successfully ambushed by Garchomp. The blast sent it tumbling backward through the air for several meters before it could barely manage to beat its wings and resume stable flight. Yet this time, Flygon's expression no longer retained its previous composure.

Su Yi paid them no further mind, deciding instead to make a desperate gamble. Although his current strength was completely insufficient to pose any real threat to that figure in the black robe, Su Yi felt that, come what may, he had to give it a try.

After a short while, twenty True Immortals of the Myriad Kings Sect gathered outside the manor of the sect's First True Immortal.

Knowing she would return to the palace today, he had instructed people to keep watch for any movement since early morning. The moment he learned the hour of her return, he instantly dropped a pile of pressing matters and rushed to welcome her, only to be met with such sarcastic and mocking remarks. Theoretically, he should have been furious, but as he looked at the stubbornness faintly shimmering across her pale face, a deep ache was all he felt in his heart.

During the next offensive play, Yuta Kenkawa seemed to be deliberately provoking Zhang Yunze. Refusing to switch defenders, Zhang Yunze stepped up to guard Kenkawa himself. Kenkawa dribbled past him with a drive, dropped his shoulder near the free-throw line, and violently shouldered Zhang Yunze out of the way.

"Slandering a court official of the third rank or higher is punishable by immediate execution under the Great Yue Code. Are you aware of this?" Xiao Xishen asked coldly, his face dark.

As for audio equipment that was too expensive, first, there was none available here, and second, the system had set no requirements for audio quality. Two hundred yuan was not a huge sum for Chen Feng at present, and convenience was the most important factor.

Back then, her asking price as a mentor was a cool ten million. Since someone had sent her five million to secure the championship beforehand, she naturally had to accommodate them.

Ye Qingjue gazed at Luo Wusheng in his arms. Her body was stiff at the moment, sending a pang of heartache and anguish through him. He carried her toward the inner chambers where she lived, gently laid her on the bed, and tucked the quilt around her.