Chapter 13134 — I Still Have to Kowtow to Each of You

Wei Zhao's gaze swept over them one by one, and he could not help finding it ridiculous: "So if I want to join you, I still have to kowtow to each and every one of you?"

"A few kowtows, and that buys you a fifth place."

Xiao Lang clicked his tongue. "For a ragtag squad like yours, that's a pretty good deal, isn't it?"

Wei Zhao looked at him as though he were looking at an idiot: "The way you talk, it's like you're absolutely certain you'll be the first to wipe out the Dragon Slayers? Is there any possibility that, by then...

The remaining judicial commissions, meanwhile, were taken by the Eastern Grove, while the Regional Military Commissions fell into the hands of the eunuch faction—this too was a matter that had to be on the agenda, a result everyone had compromised upon, and by their own lights each side had gained something.

At this point he had no choice but to put on a smile. He was certain Lin Fan must have done something to startle the other party—otherwise, why would the man have erupted so suddenly this time?

Just as Xia Xuan and the shifty-eyed fellow were colluding in their sordid scheme, a voice of sudden enlightenment came from behind them.

Organized, disciplined armies were beginning to appear—this would be the nightmare of his own Great Japanese Empire's forces.

Then he pulled himself back and withdrew, rushing toward the Poison Scorpion. Fortunately he arrived in time, and his short sword clashed against the Ghost Valley Divine Sword, resolving the Poison Scorpion's urgent peril.

Who the hell came up with that summary: only a true hero can be true to his nature, and only a true gentleman could ever understand romance? True to his nature? Romantic? In his heart he would sooner die than admit it, yet in truth he was now thoroughly mired in a thicket of flowers.

He could not let them lose his trail, nor let them grow disheartened and despairing and simply stop—abandoning the chase in self-defeat.

Chen Chuan returned to his own suite and changed his clothes, then went with the crown prince of the Ptolemaic dynasty to see the King of New York.

Still, suspending Xia Yu and obstructing the direction of the investigation was itself rather abnormal, so he followed after all.

Not only Yang Qingyue's family—through their own diligence and hard struggle, they had achieved prosperity. Across the vast loess plateau of northern Shaanxi, many more people like Yang Qingyue had lifted themselves out of poverty and grown rich through their own industrious hands and their determination to strive.

Xu Zuoyan opened the door. The man delivering breakfast was a stranger to him. The man visibly started when he saw Xu Zuoyan, as if greatly surprised. And when he saw that Xu Zuoyan wore nothing but a bath towel around his waist, his look of surprise seemed to take on a strange quality besides—one that Xu Zuoyan could not quite fathom.

Yet as Ye Feng advanced step by step, the two men felt an endless pressure bearing down upon them, pinning them in place—let alone drawing their blades to stop him.

After attending the wedding of Xiong Yanhua's eldest son, Xiong Peng, Yang Qingyue saw Xiong Yanhua off.

For one deeply ingrained piece of common sense within the game was this—a data wipe meant everything before it was reset to zero.

Su Nuan gritted her teeth and rushed to stand before Xiao Junhe. She lashed out with her divine power, and within a few breaths she had torn apart the spell binding him.

Moreover, even if Sishi were suspected of betraying his master and his sect, that was not for Lei Sheng, an outsider, to punish. It was the Inca Sect's own affair. By beating their elder to death on his own authority, the outsider had—even if he had right on his side—planted a seed of resentment in the hearts of the Inca Sect's people.

Tonight, with no Wang Yingwei to disturb her and none of the chill of that rented room, Liu Ping found her study efficiency extraordinarily high.

"Where do you get that? I'm with you right now, and I'm trying my hardest to love you. I even carry your photo with me wherever I go—where would I find the time or the mind to go casting couch on anyone else?" Ye Kaicheng took Xu Zuoyan's hand and smiled, then drew it to his lips and gave it a light peck.

With a burst of force from Xiang Hao's great hand, the fierce eagle perished on the spot. Its primordial spirit flew out, seeking to escape, but Xiang Hao clenched it tight in his fist, leaving the eagle's soul no way to flee.

Fourth Master, standing beside Luo Mingguang, glanced at Shen Binan and Fang Yi, his gaze lingering a moment longer on Fang Yi, a trace of imperceptible coldness flickering in his eyes.