Chapter 29: A Promise!

Chen Fan felt as if the force of his punch had landed lightly on a sponge. An intense sense of danger surged within him, prompting Chen Fan to hurriedly retreat. Yet the man in white seemed to have no intention of attacking him, only preventing Chen Fan from killing Hades.

"You cannot kill him," he said.

Chen...

Ye Wan and Ye Xian walked towards the direction of the Wuji Gang, while Ye Jinmu made her way to a public restroom.

"The existence of spiritual energy? How does one sense it?" Master Yuan San was exasperated, having been looked down upon by a turtle for so long that he felt he could hardly face anyone.

Chang Yulin lowered his eyelids, concealing his expression from everyone. The atmosphere at the table suddenly grew tense; aside from Guo Nuo, who remained calm and continued picking food for herself, everyone else held their breath.

Hua Jinyu, a student of psychology, was naturally adept with words. With a single remark, she left Lin Qingman speechless, then cast a sharp, mocking gaze over the man beside Lin Qingman.

The Light of Redemption had tightly sealed any information regarding the Earth rescue plan in progress. Haige understood their reasons, but still felt aggrieved. He thought that after completing the Shadow Mirage journey, he ought to have earned the right to join this organization as a member. Were they afraid he would betray them after succeeding?

The four looked grim; Chu Jianjia could already soar through the air, making it clear they were not in the same league. What could they do to become strong enough to defeat Chu Jianjia?

Yue Xisheng watched Qin Shi’s retreating figure, his mood in turmoil. He had actually refused Qin Shi. He clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, finally choosing to ignore the strange sensation in his heart and continued reading the medical records in his hand.

Because they would leave right after speaking, it would cost them points. They were mostly just aiming for numbers, and occasionally, someone really would add them.

The Night Elves had never possessed any concrete intelligence on the ancient gods; everything had to be inferred from the expressions and comments of the Dragon Kings who guarded them.

He came as usual to converse with Lin Yunjie for a while, yet it felt as if he had committed some unforgivable crime.

The Ji Yue Pavilion had lit its stove early, and half-length bamboo blinds hung around the pavilion, keeping it from getting too cold. Chang Le removed her cloak, handed it to Shi Li, flashed a professional, polite smile, and explained casually.

Lin Yunjie didn’t waste words with him, instead searching for a large stone nearby and, regardless of his appearance, sprawled out upon it.

"Where did you learn all this glib talk?" Prince Huai tapped her forehead with his fan, his brows and eyes full of playful reproach.

Now, originally, Yuan Shao had intended to install Liu Yu as emperor to counter Dong Zhuo’s court and elevate his own status. Yuan Shao had gathered many supporters, including Han Fu, but before he could put his plan into action, Liu Yu surrendered to Liu Bian, which infuriated Yuan Shao so much he nearly overturned the table.

The merman scout carried Zhang Weidao’s message and swam toward the direction of the military camp. The speed of the merman moving at full pace in the water was astonishing.

This must be Prince Zhongyang, Liu Bian! He’s indeed quite young! Clearly, the scene had been meticulously prepared. If I make any move now, I will gain nothing. For the time being, I should observe and plan carefully for the future.

After calling for some time, Zhao Weimin discovered his wife was still unconscious and wanted to take her to the hospital. He immediately tried to call, but after several attempts, the call wouldn’t go through.

"Heh, I’m just an old man from Shrek Academy." The old man smiled, walked to Tang Yan’s bedside, moved the only chair in the room, and sat down.

I felt uneasy—because I was excited. Although it was just a simple touch, the sensation was reminiscent of the first time he held my hand.

Is it possible that this path has no end, and so I simply stop walking? Is there no such thing as truth, and must I let falsehood rule over me?