Chapter 37: Do You Remember Me?

Elsewhere, in the private lounge.
Shen Yichi and Xiao Yi sat on the sofa.
The room was very quiet.
Xiao Yi downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, yet he still could not soothe the agitation in his heart.
The restless man placed his glass on the table and reached for a cigarette case.
He first asked the composed Shen Yichi beside him, "Would you like..."
Honestly, seeing this guy act so hypocritically now makes me sick. If I could, I would really like to throw a punch and beat him into a complete idiot.
At this moment, my unique constitution played a critical role. I used a special technique to continuously convert the Yin energy within my body—blending my Yin-bloods with my Pure Yang physique—and then channeled it into the Xuanli Sword.
To her, the love and doting Chen Xiaoran showed her were luxuries, luxuries so profound that she became addicted to them.
I was suddenly pulled into their room by Li Tingting; the air was thick with a perpetual haze of smoke and an indescribable sense of loneliness.
Hearing her tell me that someone—hired thugs from the streets—would be waiting to ambush Shen Linfeng at noon, I was terrified to my core. But I am not stupid; no one is kind to you for no reason. Except for Shen Linfeng, I do not trust anyone.
But I had grown up. Although I didn't fully grasp the meaning of such words, I couldn't bring myself to say them in front of so many people. When I refused, he stepped on my feet and tore at my clothes, trying to strip them off entirely.
Pop—the Quasi-Emperor Gouchen and the Star Dragon transformed into two streams of clear energy, merging into Dian Feng’s body, and Dian Feng returned to his original form.
Even after taking off her outer clothes, she was still wearing a sexy black lace bra that encased her proud, upright peaks. Because she was so close to me, even if I couldn't see what was hidden beneath the lingerie, I could clearly see the deep cleavage between them.
She lifted her short leg with a haughty air; just as she had claimed, Shen Linfeng truly had no choice but to obey her.
"Many thanks to the Demon Saint for your intervention," Huaisang said, her eyes filled with gratitude and reverence as she looked at Huaiyan.
The dishes had all been served. There were no particularly expensive delicacies, nor were they overly common; they were the signature specialties of local chefs. The colors were vibrant and appetizing, making one hungry at a single glance.
Li Zixiao and Ling Yue were both stunned, especially Li Zixiao, who had not expected his impulsive joke to actually work, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of smug satisfaction.
Hospitalized? It sounded quite serious. If that were the case, the malevolence in Qian Qiyue’s nature was perhaps too overwhelming. It would have to be changed slowly over time. Her life and his—whether it brought great storms or long, peaceful days—he would be by her side until the end of the world.
At this moment, Yang Yan on the Floating Life Disk began to regain consciousness. Seeing that there were still so many people unable to escape, a complex look flashed in her eyes.
"Big Fatty, don't just pick on the third one; aren't you the same? I heard your old man is pressuring you too," Erniu added from the side.
Thus, through constant self-suggestion, Ji Chengtian convinced himself that betraying Lin Xian carried no great risk and would not affect him at all. That was the truth, wasn't it? Even Bing Qirui had admitted as much.
Even if the long road of life is filled with thousands of hardships and obstacles, one should have no regrets. Whether a trickling stream or the vast ocean, all are part of one's journey.
Having witnessed the various miraculous performances of the Sect Leader Exchange System, Yan Xu had never carefully considered the principles behind the sect's architectural effects, but he had not expected that the Enlightenment Cliff's ability to aid in grasping realms came precisely from the Kunwu Stone.
Once on the plane, Bei Hai’s mind kept dwelling on Yu Huan’s words. Li Weiwei’s image kept appearing in his thoughts—from how she looked at the beginning, to their encounter at the airport, and then her first visit to see him in Gloucester. The entire sequence of events flashed before his eyes like a slide show.