Chapter 74: So You Really Are the Other Woman

"Xiaoman." He called out softly.

Luo Man turned her head away, irritation flickering across her face, unwilling to acknowledge him.

Xu Yancheng stood up and offered his seat. "You two talk."

Luo Man shot him a glare, seething—this brat was definitely doing it on purpose.

The play was beginning, and the guests gradually fell quiet. Xu Shanyi sat in the very front row, surrounded by several others...

Just then, a stronger gust of wind whipped through, lifting the curtain and sweeping into the carriage. The whole vehicle swayed abruptly, and the wedding envoy's procession outside came to a halt, unable to move forward.

On the field, eight contestants, all world-renowned and at the very pinnacle of their craft, faced off. Yet as soon as the competition began, the gaps in their abilities became evident.

Xia He left the mountain pass, climbed to the summit, sat down, set up a small stove, and brewed himself a cup of tea.

Su Qingge stood frozen, a shiver creeping up her spine at the chilling sounds. She dared not turn her head, only able to keep her eyes fixed on Luo Qinghan, pleading with him silently for help.

Zhang Liang, of course, had no idea that the person speaking with him was the legendary Celestial Hound himself. He was busy pondering how to handle the silver token in his hands.

Just as the feudal lords of the East once sought to throw Liu Xie into turmoil with a single forged decree, so today Liu Xie hinted at the County Academy affair, intent on unsettling Yang Biao and his peers.

An Min spoke, her tone revealing her helplessness, her gaze fixed on Ling Jun, though her thoughts were elsewhere. This relationship could not be allowed to grow too rigid—the hunters were not to be trifled with.

When gold lies strewn across the ground, you cannot simply ignore it. After the monsters were all slain, the golden liquid began to solidify as the heat faded.

Seeing that it was not Yan Liang who had come, Xiahou Bo felt a measure of relief. As the foe leveled his spear and charged, Xiahou Bo no longer hesitated. With a fierce shout, he spurred his horse forward to meet Jiang Yiqu.

The thought alone made Zhang Liang want to proclaim to the whole world that he, too, was now a master at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Watching the two display such intimacy, Li Yuanji and Chai Shao were stunned silent for a long moment before finally coming to their senses.

"Whether you can truly shoulder this danger and responsibility cannot be proven by words alone," the black-clad commander said, shaking his head as he extended his hand. Not far off, a pitch-black spear stood planted in the earth, its shaft covered with powerful, intricate runes.

"Pride? If they want war, I will not shrink from it in the slightest," the Desolate Emperor snorted coldly.

But this time, it concerned the Triangle Domain, a mortal mountain, and the very future of the dynasty.

Li Mufan was unfortunate; he had brought Xiao Chen along out of brotherly loyalty, only for his friend to be chosen instead.

For years, she had worked diligently, earning millions each year. As a reward to herself, she had bought her own house.

His fist was restrained, the intent gentle yet endless, as if he had stepped into an entirely new realm.

Ajiu personally fastened the sword named "Spring Dawn" at He Chang'an's waist, reminding him again and again: traveling to the northern borders, he was certain to encounter all manner of monsters and ghosts.

Jiao Jiao had specially used a spell to protect Mengyi, so that if she met with any trouble, she could be alerted immediately.

The Huang family stronghold lay east of the Zhou family’s, while the Liu family stronghold was to the south—both about thirty miles away.

"He's already dead," Lin Xuan said, sending Xiao Zhenbei into utter despair, rooted to the spot.

He seemed to be speaking to someone on a communicator as he stepped through the market gate, his gaze sweeping around with a predatory air.

In the second half, both sides scored another goal; in the end, the match finished three to three—a draw.

"Could you hold this for me? I need to mix some formula for my son—he's hungry." Black Tiger produced a bottle and asked.

Yi Tian had not expected her to pull such a move, but since she had come, he accepted it with ease, naturally going along with Bai Xin. Another bout of passionate kissing ensued; it was more than ten minutes before Bai Xin finally let go, having reclaimed every bit of advantage she could.