Regarding Character Design and Some Heart-to-Heart Words

Ever since Sun Zhuo began demonstrating increasingly formidable prowess, numerous individuals had actually posed the same question to him: why, precisely, did he choose the number 24? Was it out of a desire to surpass Jordan?

She took a deep breath, picked up the large pomegranate intending to share it with Feiluan, and was just about to head for the door when she heard footsteps approaching.

Xinyi blinked, as if only just remembering that she had another match scheduled for the afternoon, while Jinrui steadily carried two food trays in both hands, walking straight toward the table where they had sat so many times before.

Furthermore, Sun Zhuo possessed an obsessive dedication to altering the history of his past life, harboring an extraordinary ambition. If the Lakers' fate remained identical with or without him—resulting in a defeat to the Pistons—even if Sun Zhuo led the entire team in statistics, he would still deem himself utterly worthless and feel that he had failed the heaven-sent opportunity of his rebirth.

Ten lifetimes of desolate suffering exchanged for a single lifetime of companionship, yet the opportunity in this present life was fraught with countless obstructions. Was this a punishment from the heavens, or a trial?

Xu Caiwei stood expressionlessly outside the courtyard, listening to her mother's scolding. Her expression grew increasingly dark, and with a final stamp of her foot, she abandoned the idea of entering the courtyard and abruptly turned to leave.

Noble Consort Qi, however, was unimpressed by He Yiqian's words. So what if he was the Crown Prince? Failing to become emperor meant remaining a Crown Prince for life; how many crown princes were there who could never cross that final, infinitesimal step?

Seizing a divine artifact was tantamount to a brutal war. Otherwise, the Universe Urn would have been taken away by someone long ago and would not have lain dormant for millions of years, unshaken by a single soul.

The general had eight personal guards, making a total of nine including himself. Although it was his first day here, he could already sense their exclusion of him. While they smiled to his face, acted with courtesy, and clapped him on the shoulder to declare that they were brothers from now on, Ning Fei still felt out of place among them, lacking the relaxed and natural camaraderie he had previously shared with his brothers at the garrison.

Wan Qi gently closed her eyes. Yuan Shuo glanced at Guan Hu and then back at Wan Qi, a subtle expression crossing his face.

Yingchun hastened to express her gratitude to the two of them, and the two matrons offered further instructions regarding Yingchun's pregnancy. Yingchun kept the two matrons to share the midday meal at her residence before finally ordering servants to escort them out.

His gaze was intensely fervent, burning her so uncomfortably as he inched closer, and then closer still.

"A-Nan, I, Ma Yi, do not have many sworn brothers, and you are one of them. But if you cannot give me a reasonable explanation for today's affair, our brotherhood will come to an end!" Ma Yi's voice trembled as he spoke, terrified that A-Nan would utter a reply that left him disappointed.

Sun Shaozu and Yingchun turned back, and it was precisely Sun Huiying who had spoken. She was seen with the corners of her lips slightly upturned, a trace of a sneer resting on her face as she spoke to Sun Shaozu while glancing sideways at Yingchun. The implication of her words was already glaringly obvious, causing Yingchun's mind to momentarily freeze: why did both old Mrs. Sun and Sun Huiying dislike her?

Amidst these continuous warnings of insufficient energy, Qin Feng noticed that the shield color of a certain starfighter carrier was growing increasingly faint, eventually turning almost completely transparent. Yet, the attacks of the Longhe Empire ultimately failed to break through the defense.

"Heh!" Namikaze Minato wore an awkward expression—some matters couldn't simply be blurted out casually, could they?! However, it seemed precisely because of Shimura Yang's candid temperament that he had sincerely forged a bond of friendship with him.

Lin Mufeng knew very well that the consequences would be unimaginable even if he were to step into the poison pools here. Yet at this moment, Qingyun had actually managed to linger within them for a while and emerge completely unscathed, which was ample proof of Qingyun's formidable strength.

"A-a-ah..." The wolf-leopards rushed forward to meet the enemy. Although still influenced by the berserk lion alpha, once they reached this location, these wolf-leopards were ready to put up a fight against the berserk lions, and the two sides once again clashed in fierce combat right in front of Qin Feng's "artillery position."

"Bang!" With a punch accompanied by a splatter of flying blood, Chen Long took a blow to the back, trapped as he was in the midst of the encirclement.

Having made up her mind, Zhu'er found an excuse the very next day to slip out of the manor, heading all the way toward the Cen family in Tongzhou.

This discovery made her eyes light up. Noticing that only a tiny bit of the wind-thread worm remained in her hand, she reached out and grabbed forward, only to grasp empty air. Even so, this gave her a sense of certainty in her heart.

At this moment, a melodious strain of zither music drifted into their ears. Ye Qing'er's footsteps came to an abrupt halt; she raised her head, a flash of shimmering light crossing the depths of her eyes, and involuntarily closed them to begin listening to the lingering zither melody.

"I only wonder whether some riff-raff's actual strength can truly match the wild boasts coming out of their mouth. Let them not end up failing to defeat even an ordinary early-stage Martial Emperor like myself." Ignoring the surrounding murmurs, Yun Buliang continued speaking.

When Ye Jin took it, he accidentally brushed against his hand. The warm sensation was completely different from Yan Si's own icy-cold feel, causing him to be stunned for a couple of seconds before he snapped back to reality.

"Among those students, surely no one can withstand this kind of energy for long!" the elderly man surnamed Li said with great anxiety.

Having obtained the Immortality-Ascension Pill, Huaiyuan's inner thought solidified even further. With a slight curl of his lips, his next appearance was not on the Immortal-Demon battlefield, but rather within the Immortal Realm itself, having entered through the battlefield.

In any case, looking around a bit more wasn't a bad thing. Since he couldn't do anything else at the moment, he might as well take a good look at his surroundings.