Chapter 75: Why Is It You, Kid?

Before Xie Jianguo could react, there was a sharp crack.

“Aaaah!”

A heart-wrenching scream of pain echoed through the entire commercial district.

Everyone stood frozen, staring in shock at Xie Jianguo, who had collapsed to the ground, convulsing. They had no idea how things had escalated to this point.

Even more bewildering...

That is why the common people can never become “scholars” of the upper class, and the nobles can never truly pursue the spirit of the “scholar.”

After all, Li Goudan was a monk, with a very fair complexion. Even after finishing his morning practice, his face remained unflushed and his breath steady, but now he awkwardly realized he had done something called “being late”—and his face turned red in an instant.

After all, the trouble he had caused this time was so great that no family could withstand the wrath of a superpower.

Now that they knew the direction, Wu Bin and his group were relieved that they hadn’t killed the merfolk who could point the way during the earlier battle.

“Alright!” Lin Lin nodded. He felt a twinge of guilt—he had forgotten something important: today was Li Goudan’s first time meeting him. Although their acquaintance and duel had been full of coincidences, that wasn’t reason enough for Li Goudan to accept his invitation so readily.

Though he had yet to begin comprehending the laws, he believed his progress would be swift.

“Secondly, since the people here only know of the legend by word of mouth, it’s up to us to verify it,” the octopus said again.

Qing Sang understood that this chaotic land, also called the Gate of Chaos, was a natural barrier between the Primeval World and the Immortal Realm, guarding the ancient expanse.

Within the shattered golden coffin, a dark golden relic hovered silently in the void.

And these things—no matter which government, which country—would all exert rigorous control over their dissemination.

He directly gave up the owner of this egg: the Snow Mountain Eagle, Leng Tianying, a thin middle-aged man.

Afterwards, Zhang Minghao and Han Yan arrived at Xu Yang’s bedside. Xu Yang was hooked up to a glucose drip, dressed in a patient’s gown, with wounds on his face and a cast—or something similar—on his chest.

Especially Xiao Beibei, who was incredibly clingy—whenever An’an appeared, she was always the first to run over.

“It’s nothing, really. I just saw a mouse and got scared,” Qi Yu Tianxiang said pitifully.

Seeing Feng Ge’s solemn yet mischievous antics, Su Ye almost wanted to smack this fool straight into the ground.

Back then, it was his negligence that allowed that wretch to harm Long Ling, cause Feng Yan’s disappearance, and bring ruin to the Feng Family of the Heavenly Court.

Since Qi Yu took control of this body, he had rid himself of the original owner’s bad habits, even changing his daily routine and exercising regularly.

“Um, are you hungry? Should I make you something to eat?” Su Mian hurriedly changed the subject.

Those who knew how to access that website were either crime bosses or underground figures thriving in the shadowy world.

When the last dish of soup was served, Annie pulled out two napkins, wiping her hands as she walked over.

If a junior warrior didn’t need to go to the reserve division, they could advance to intermediate rank. Once at the intermediate level, there were distinctions such as white robes with black trim, black robes with white trim, and black robes with red trim. These different uniforms represented various ranks and could be earned in the advancement exams.

“We’re doing great!” the audience replied loudly, while some fans waved banners with his image, creating a long human wave to welcome him.

As thoughts churned within, the Ironclad Invincible Army appeared once more. Led by acting commander Zephiel, they surrounded the forest completely from the outside.