Chapter 64: Yulianna

If the second option is chosen, the difference between a real death and a fake death is actually quite minimal. Should any unforeseen changes truly arise one day, Chen Tan would likely be forced to turn his pretense into reality.

However, not all half-breeds embrace this philosophy. A greater number of them adhere to their own social codes, with the majority considering their bloodline superior to that of ordinary humans—a third race intermediate between humanity and dragons.

Her words caused everyone to pause, especially Pei Jingxing, who had not expected Pei Mi to bring this matter up so abruptly.

They were genuinely hungry after the match. Although they had eaten a little something on the bus ride back, how could those makeshift snacks compare to the freshly prepared food from the team cafeteria?

It was not the first or second time the two of them had clashed during a meeting; this time, their intentions and aggressiveness were simply more pronounced.

Pei Mi's pupils constricted sharply. Realizing this was no joke, she understood that by scheming against him, she had truly provoked his anger.

Yet the moment Manstein turned his head away, he gave Jiang Shouyun a thumbs-up and began exchanging cheeky, ingratiating winks.

Massive streams of data packets poured out from the supercomputer named "Norma," rushing toward various corners of the world.

This was because many people had witnessed Deng Weisheng's heroic figure as he rescued Wang Suyue from the blazing fire.

Had the Eighth Imperial Prince been given another choice, he would rather have never participated in the Imperial Garden competition than lose Ah Xiang.

This was already a staggering figure. After all, the rapid development of mobile platforms had caused the print media industry to decline at an alarming pace. Under such circumstances, even the former industry leaders could barely manage to ensure their decline was not too catastrophic; no one had ever dreamed that sales could actually rise again.

Kazuo Tojo remained intensely emotional, his face flushed and his entire body radiating a hair-raising chill.

Otherwise, Qiao Minghe and Leng Aotian would never have felt such deep gratitude toward him, nor would they have gone to Country D to rescue him at all costs.

Even if the Nine Sons Demon-Sealing Stele possessed the energy of the heterogeneously blooded demon race, it could not withstand a collision carrying the momentum of the world itself.

Initially, they had assumed that joining forces would make it easy to defeat the geisha, yet to their utter astonishment, the geisha still appeared entirely composed.

Suddenly, a golden vortex manifested in the void above Yang Xu's head. Spiritual Qi from all directions, combined with an immense surge of celestial spiritual essence erupting from the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Spring, converged entirely upon Yang Xu.

At that moment, he saw Kazuo Tojo reclining in a chair with his eyes closed, appearing as though he had fallen asleep.

Though Takehiro Funada knew in his heart that Kaito Godai was most likely dead, he still clung to a sliver of hope.

The Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace was at the height of its glory. Although Lu Qingtian held a few concerns, in truth, how could a mere Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace possibly stir up any formidable waves in his eyes?

At that moment, Song Shaoqing recalled what Second Master Lian had once said: if one does not continually face northwest, heaven and earth will reverse, good fortune will turn into misfortune, and auspicious events will become ominous ones.

"Doctor, are you certain?" Risen's expression shifted slightly, and his tone rose by a notch, drawing the attention of several commandos.

"Go ahead, Bruceinton," Funa encouraged. At this juncture, he welcomed any question from anyone; truth becomes clearer through debate, and issues become more distinct through discussion.

"Lord Yan is returning to his estate so late. You have truly worked hard." Mei Changsu walked up and greeted him directly.

Yet another inexplicable emotion entangled Chen Rong's heart, leaving him uncertain whether he should seek a method to lift the ancestral curse on Sang Ming's people. For such assistance, to a certain extent, also implied that he cared about Sang Ming's physical appearance—and how could that not be considered another form of harm?

"How did the three of you suddenly turn into someone else? It's making my head spin," Bai Caigu said to Cheng Jingying.

Mei Changsu, who was basking in the warm winter sunlight by the window at that time, felt a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. About half an hour later, he learned that this tremor had been no illusion.

Deploy the array flags and quietly await the arrival of the tsunami. All that could be done now was to pray—pray for the tsunami to cease.

Ceasing to address him as "Qin Ru" and instead calling him "Young Master," Lady Xu's attitude toward Ying Yiren underwent a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.

The Third Madam did not wait for Shen Miaoge and his brother to emerge; she stood up and led her entourage back. As she walked, she dispatched a maid to the Second Branch to find the Second Madam. Her departure stemmed from her desire not to witness Shen Miaoge's anger.

Inevitably, Ying was simply a straightforward creature of simple mind, utterly incapable of comprehending the wave after wave of operations executed by Dongfang Qi.

Upon putting it on, however, he leaped into a super expert endowed with internal energy, capable of effortlessly annihilating his pre-armored self in seconds.

Instead of taking offense at Liu Mu's words, he grew somewhat curious about the problem Liu Mu had raised.

The dragon could not even emit a sound. The moment its spine was breached, its entire body was sent flying, crashing heavily against the wall on the opposite side—much like how Bai Zhang had been kicked away earlier, save for the fact that the fractured indentation it created was considerably larger.

Pondering the direction from which he had returned, he realized the rear of Wancheng seemed to fall within the domain of the Demon Realm.

A few days later, Liu Quan returned. After making a phone call, he stepped inside to repair the window sash for this elderly sister-in-law.

Though breakfast was nominally just a morning meal, a diverse array of both Chinese and Western delicacies was spread out in full completion. Su Liluo had never experienced such a lavish breakfast before.

Furthermore, with the Consort currently residing alone within this palace, familial bonds from home appeared all the more precious and rare.

This time, Dabao simply ignored her entirely. No matter what she said, not the slightest sound issued from within.

She intended to acquire some moth orchids to raise and place in the second-floor living room. Given that that residential area had presumably remained uninhabited for a long time, greenery was scarce, restricted to merely two wealth trees in the first-floor lobby.

Mehmed II altered his offensive strategy. He bribed Genoese merchants to secure safe passage through the Genoese-controlled Galata district, slipping covertly into the Golden Horn to launch a coordinated attack from both land and water. Mobilizing an army of fifty thousand, he laid down a one-and-a-half-kilometer log slipway between the Bosphorus Strait and the Golden Horn.