"Hmph, this style of doing things feels strangely familiar," Alucard said teasingly, seated in a high-backed chair to one side, holding a cup of blood with one leg crossed over the other. "Can you think of anything, Death God?"
"It does seem somewhat familiar," Walter replied calmly. "But I can't recall any old acquaintances who would do something like this. There were only a few factions and countries capable of pulling it off, but they had absolutely no motive."
"Impossible, impossible! How could Yiyi treat me like this? Impossible, impossible!" Liu Sheng was still muttering agitatedly.
Faced with Lortenas's sharp interrogation, Lou Chengnuo's defenses collapsed completely. Though he had already lowered his head and apologized, Lortenas clearly had no intention of letting the matter rest.
Yet after Gui Wujiao's sword qi dissolved it, the incoming sword intent seemed to have suffered only a slight loss of essence.
Ling Si participated in the municipal and provincial competitions and, after winning Best MVP and the championship, received a great deal of prize money.
Besides, how could a dignified second-rank Commander of the Palace Guards endure the humiliation of having his face smeared with white powder and being whipped?
If it had been any of those pampered, arrogant second-generation heirs, they would have acted long ago. In their minds, even if things went wrong after they made a move, someone would clean up after them. They would not back down just because someone stood in their way.
After searching Baidu for work in that field, Lou Chengnuo decided to have Fang Zhengming, who had returned from overseas and possessed broader knowledge and experience, handle it.
The Heavenly Mystic True Immortals of Jianzhang Gate, led by Shi Suzhen, had exceptionally profound cultivation. But when these people had been at the Golden Core and Nascent