Hailan did not involve himself in the specific details of establishing the naval base. After completing negotiations with Alabasta, he returned to Marine Headquarters aboard Buggy's warship.
Aunt Zhang busied herself bringing the dishes to the table, Uncle Zhang opened a jar of homemade rice wine, and Zhang Jingjing hurried around helping her mother.
"Hmph! Just because I hadn't gone on missions before didn't mean I couldn't go on one now!" the bald Dicky snapped from the side.
What had happened back then had already been buried by so many years. Even if he obsessed over why Old Master Li had refused to let him marry Jian Ruoru, it would be meaningless. All he wanted to know was what had truly happened back then, and why he and Jian Ruoru had broken up.
This record was not a published volume, but the Culinary God's own handwritten manuscript, originally intended for personal use.
"By the way, we went to the Xu family yesterday. Jian Yi said she would come see you today. Has she arrived?" Seeing the immense sorrow in Li Yuanming's eyes, unlike anything he had ever seen before, Old Master Li hurriedly brought up Jian Yi.
Xu Jia glanced once more at Chu Yuzhong in his hands. In truth, if the latter had not been injured, and if he had not been worried about drawing even more pursuers, he could have turned around and killed these people instead.
Yun Tingfeng was genuinely shocked. An extraordinary person was indeed an extraordinary person—he truly was not so easy to fool.
The sword technique she used was "Flying Waterfall Flow," a very simple, basic sword move. What had prompted her choice was not any insight into swordsmanship, but pure instinct.
Drake's unusual upbringing had filled his childhood with shadows. Coupled with the