Volume 1, Chapter 61: Miss Ruohua

Just as Liu Feng arrived at the entrance of the Yihong Brothel and was sighing to himself, he spotted the person described by blacksmith Song. Sure enough, he was disheveled and looked nothing like a skilled artisan.

Two doormen stood by, cursing at him.

Inside, a heavily makeup-caked woman held a handkerchief, her face full of disdain.

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? With your appearance, do you even deserve to like me?"

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? You claim to be so deeply devoted to me—do you think my money grows on trees? You expect me to redeem myself and marry you?"

"That is truly a toad lusting after a swan's meat."

"You don't deserve it."

The beggar rolled down the steps, bruised and battered, but being a blacksmith...

Of course Su Jun did not do this out of fear of that giant dragon. Relying on the All-Things Affinity ability, Su Jun believed he could make the chimera submit. However, Angela, the person directly involved, indicated her unwillingness, and Su Jun did not wish to force her. Having achieved his goal of seeing a diamond-tier contracted beast, he simply left.

This man was named Meng Qing, a distant cousin of Meng Zhan. Though only in his thirties, he ranked second among the five great elders of Crouching Tiger Village, second only to Meng Zhan.

"Whether you can go to Chongqing and whether you can find anyone depends entirely on your ability. I've always liked playing games with people—let's see if you can afford to play." The two of them shared a tacit understanding.

Blue Feather felt that the other had long since been certain of and arranged all of this, yet he was still going behind Ding Zhen's back. Therefore, Blue Feather had to carry out this mysterious and exciting operation quietly on his own.

When masters clash, how can one afford to be distracted? Shi Xiaofeng kicked him on the other side of his face as well, leaving his face a multicolored mess, resembling a Peking opera mask.

The dozens of other powerful figures also had slight changes in their expressions, filled with awe, and consecutively bowed to the three of them.

Leaping forward, sword qi intertwined to slaughter the surrounding fierce beasts, shooting toward the river in the void.

Ming Fan was still utterly clueless, made even more confused by the teacher's behavior. "Teacher, why are you so angry? What did I do wrong?"

Ye Zhen learned their names and began to ponder how to arrange a meeting with them. Resorting to violence was certainly not ideal—not because Ye Zhen couldn't beat them, but because he felt unnecessary violence was pointless. He still hoped for a peaceful resolution: an apology, compensation, and the matter closed.

Dugu Wu's subordinates, A-Da and A-Er, lacked the capability to execute Qi Xuanyi, but the place was far too vast, making it difficult to force Qi Xuanyi out. Thus, they locked their gazes onto Wu Xiusi and the chubby white fellow instead.

A sharp long sword pierced through with intense killing intent, and just then, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the dark iron prison door.

"Mom, how could Qin Yan possibly eat anything right now? Whatever goes in just comes right back out. She'll be fine once things stabilize tomorrow," said Xiaoyun Tian.

'Mister? Am I really that old? Well, I suppose I am nearly two00 years old.' It seemed that mere handsomeness was entirely insufficient to compensate in the eyes of those fan girls.

Lin Ran skipped the grand ambitions and instead offered the regiment commander a guarantee—that was the reassurance she wanted.

At that moment, Butterfly cried out, "Yin Wei, you wait! I'll definitely slaughter you!" Weeping, she ran out through the door.

Beginning in the fourth grade, Wang Xiele finally dared to say phrases like "let's go again" when facing victory or defeat, as if she had developed a mindset where winning or losing wasn't absolute or permanent.

Shortly after Luxing finished speaking, Rabi raised its head with a bewildered expression. Tilting its head, it sniffed the air and returned to its normal state. Freya wrapped her arms tightly around Rabi's neck, holding on close.

Regrettably, it was already too late. The surrounding scenery shifted drastically, flashes of gray light erupted, and primal chaos energy surged in all directions.

Only then did the demons understand what the so-called Demon King's Authority was—it was actually such a lethal weapon for slaughtering demons.

Li Wan was stunned for a long time before regaining his senses, murmuring in bewilderment to himself: Why had he blurted it out in such a lost state? How much could he truly understand anyway?

Meanwhile, down on the arena, Yun Zilang had already incited several disciples to rush forward and bring Yun Jiuqing to justice.

Seeing Yun Jiuqing's actions from start to finish, Ye Xilian's eyes practically glowed. She knew Jiuqing wouldn't ignore her; she knew doing this would work. Joyfully, she received the porcelain bottle, holding it preciously in her hands.

As for why Xiao Fan refused to look at her, the truth was he was still angry—this time, furious with himself, hating himself for being born so late.

The magistrate of Luoyang hurriedly mobilized all the resources at his disposal to assist in the investigation, only to be told: "No need, just have your bailiffs maintain order."

Time continued to slip away. Powerful figures in the darkness were watching; though they never stepped forward to interfere, they continuously monitored Xian Yuhong's fluctuations.

Chu Qiaoruo looked again and again, uncertain. She had checked twice before and gotten it wrong; hopefully, this time was correct.

Song Kangning felt that his primary motive was repaying a favor, with currying favor being secondary, entirely different from what the person before her claimed.

This hundred-beast blood pool contained the blood of thirty-six types of fierce beasts. Most of the blood had become quite diluted, but seven types of beast blood remained extremely potent, having just been poured in recently.

Hearing this, Su Mei was instantly startled. The name Taro sounded somewhat familiar to her because, before coming to Japan, she had researched the local situation. The Mitsubishi conglomerate indeed had someone named Taro—his full name being Mitsubishi Taro. The person Yi Yongheng wanted to see clearly shared similarities with this Mitsubishi Taro.

Just as they stepped away from the vehicle, with a deafening "boom," the car exploded, instantly generating a massive wall of fire.

An elephant charged directly at Ai Nengqi. Roaring fiercely, Ai Nengqi swung his blade with all his might toward the beast's head. Unexpectedly, the elephant whipped its trunk out, wrapped it tightly around Ai Nengqi's left leg, and hurled him violently outward. Ai Nengqi flew like a bird high into the air before crashing heavily onto a Ming dynasty soldier.