Chapter 85: All Pretenses Torn Asunder

Feng Su gently stroked her cheek with a smile. "No, Grandfather has been displeased with me for quite some time. In his world view, only under the rod can a suitable heir be forged."

Whether this was true or not remained uncertain.

Li Jiuwei fetched the medicine box and softly applied ointment to his cheek.

"Next time, dodge!"

"I’ll listen to you."

Li Jiuwei raised her head, meeting Feng Su's smiling face. Suddenly, her hand pressed harder, making Feng Su bare his teeth in pain.

"Perfect timing. It seems they've been following us all along. Let them have their fun during the day, but now it’s our turn." At this point, I suddenly glanced toward Keyan and the others.

Although the patrol soldiers were numerous, their scattered distribution actually worked in our favor. In just a few minutes, the patrolmen seemed to vanish one by one, as if plucked away.

Even so, Jiaotong University could not escape defeat, with the remaining Ye Fei gunned down in chaos.

"Wasn’t it you who said, if there’s anything I don’t understand, I should come to you?" Lin Feng said angrily.

Hearing this, Keyan suddenly looked at me. So, I nodded heavily at her. Li Xi, startled, also turned to look at me.

Nuwa was indeed not born with great talent, but possessed unparalleled insight. She was the only one since ancient times to create a legendary longevity method while still at the Golden Core stage.

Ye Fei issued a publication quest, deciding to take on the Demon's Hand tasks as well. As long as he slew the bone dragon, perhaps when the seal was broken, the Demon's Hand quests would point to the Tower of Thunder.

Counting the days, it had been a long time since I last saw my mother. Now that we had finally met, there was so much I wanted to say. I simply found a bench and sat down, chatting idly with her.

Glancing sideways at the Arctic Wolf, Nikolayevich, who had lunged from behind like lightning but then paled and forcibly halted his attack, even Shen Qiang felt an inexplicable vigilance and a faint sense of powerlessness.

She never worried about herself, but hadn’t expected Gu Mengfei to jump out on her own. Her surveillance hadn’t even been needed.

It was like wild creatures encountering their natural enemy: even knowing they wouldn’t be harmed, fear rendered them speechless.

A teacher must provide guidance. Calling someone "professor" is a mark of respect, but if you call me "teacher," you’d better treat me well.

Shen Fei nodded, then in a flash brought them back to the front of the cultivation tower.

A single teasing remark made Zhao Guangyuan's heart flutter; he kissed her for half an hour, almost unable to restrain himself.

Those in a position of strength are naturally inclined to set conditions from the standpoint of their abilities.

As the young clan leader of the Xiao family, entrusted with high hopes by his elders, Xiao Jing would never travel with just a servant. He would surely be accompanied by many attendants to prevent mishaps.

Having just taken office, it was necessary to establish authority and set an example, but to use this opportunity to bring down Zhao Dajun would be far too forced.

"So, shall I take over?" Lin Jiemu didn't refuse, sounding as though he wished to give Associate Professor Song Yu a chance.

Sun Meng grabbed Hu San. Having interacted much with Song Jiao, he knew her true character—she was never one to boast idly. If she dared to say something, she was certainly confident in it.

Everyone was stunned by these developments. Could it really be that "good people die young, and the wicked live a hundred years"?

"The Ocean-Viewing Array? I always thought it was called the Hundred Harmony Array. By the way, I've always forgotten to ask you—do you know why the demon clan can't ascend to the divine realm?" Jin Feiyao suddenly remembered, always forgetting to ask after carving meat. Now was as good a time as any, so she asked casually.