Chapter 30: You Run After Flirting, Do You Think I Have a Good Temper?

The King had slipped away from Shang Hejing at some point, unnoticed. Before Xu Tanxi could react, the man’s strong, powerful arm hooked around her slender waist, pulling her toward his chest.

"Ah," she gasped softly.

Shang Hejing gripped her waist and lifted her, settling her firmly onto his lap.

"..."

This was the very same posture—familiar and shameful—that they had just been discussing.

Setting aside the small talk, after dispatching the dozen or so jackals, Lu Yu quietly snuck back to the edge of the battlefield.

"Spare you? So you can continue using your poisonous vile to harm others?" Ye Haochuan scoffed.

Wang Chen was not a native of Yanjing, and since arriving, he truly hadn’t ventured out much. The only time he had spent moving about was while accompanying Mino, Kelly, and the others. He had absolutely no concept of the Maple Domain Forest in his mind; in fact, this was the first time he had even heard the name.

Wang Chen dropped Liu Xue off at her dormitory building before driving toward the base. If all went well, he figured he might even make it back in time for his afternoon classes.

The iron gate opened, but Wang Chen was left stunned. He hadn't expected Mo Juqin to take the initiative to explain their relationship to the guard. He knew the entrance was like a megaphone; even in a disciplined force, gossip like this would likely spread through the entire police station within a day.

The search was thorough, leaving no possible hiding spot on Qin Ding’s person unchecked.

First, the five-thousand-man unit led by Wang Qianyu, tasked with escorting the provisions and supplies, was routed by the enemy; it was impossible to predict how many, if any, would survive.

While Yan Zhen exchanged pleasantries with Xing Chenzi, he was simultaneously locked in a battle of wits. Yan Zhen would touch his sword from time to time to distract Xing Chenzi. Time ticked away, and a full hour passed, yet Yan Zhen was still fiddling with his sword.

These days, Tuoba Jie felt a strange weariness toward his position as Khan of the Tuoba tribe. Yet, when he remembered Lang Qige, who had once shared life and death with him and now rested at the foot of Mount Xianbei, he knew he couldn't fail his sworn brother by abandoning his duties as Khan.

"However, the intelligence reports indicate that the opposition has deployed eight Demon Kings. We only have five people with equivalent combat power; we cannot force our way through," Wei Zhongxian said with a cough. He had been in charge of intelligence back in the era of the Terrestrial Heaven, and even now, while fleeing for his life amidst the crisis, he maintained excellent information gathering.

Following the accident, the company immediately called the police, who required everyone present that evening to return and assist with the investigation.

The document was incredibly detailed, covering everything from her date of birth, place of origin, education, blood type, and zodiac sign, to her motto, academic history, job search history, and work experience.

"Could it be that this old gentleman had some hidden reasons for building his own tomb in advance?" Ye Tian wondered curiously.

The giant python seemed to understand the words, sinking instantly into the water and swimming back the way it had come.

After speaking, he glanced at Lily. Lilith was a master from the Sanctuary; neither she nor Lucifer would have believed, before this meal began, that they would end up sitting at the same table—members of the Sanctuary and the Dark Temple, two rival factions that had always been at odds.

"Eh?" Meng Ping looked at Xia Weiwei, unable to grasp what she wanted to say, struggling to understand her current words, and even more confused by her sorrowful expression—as if they were once incredibly close and familiar with one another.

It was too ridiculous. Even the title of "Number One in the World" had come up. She felt no pride in it; instead, she felt embarrassed. That title reminded her of the countless television dramas featuring the head eunuch of the Eastern Depot, always obsessed with being "Number One," or the famous Dongfang Bubai from throughout history.