By the time they reached a deserted riverbank outside Nagoya after dinner, they had just about digested their meal.
It was the perfect time for some exercise.
The small stones beneath the water broke the river's surface into shimmering ripples, glinting beneath the cold moonlight of the winter night.
They reflected the three men's differing expressions.
Xia Xi's nonchalance, Sabito's curiosity, and, as the challenger,
Tengen Uzui's unprecedented caution.
Since he was going to face the stronger Xia-
"I'm not your younger sister. This jade pendant can't absorb my divine power? Perhaps it's simply because I can't use it at all right now," Yan Shu explained.
Madam Zhou grew rather angry whenever this matter came up. As his stepmother, how could she control so much of this son's life? Besides, with Zhou Xingxiao's temperament, how much could she really control him?
Later, their young mistress said she was going out to look for her husband and would not let either of them follow. The two of them thought she wanted to spend time alone with him.
There were seven or eight opponents fighting them, their figures blurred and their features indistinct, seemingly deliberately concealed with magic. Their cultivation was clearly above that of Qing Jue and the others; at the very least, they were high immortals.
The officers who had hurried over saw that their superior was truly furious this time. Every one of them gnashed his teeth in rage, bristling with anger. Without standing on ceremony, they drew their Embroidered Spring Blades and charged. Without a second thought, the dozen or so scholars scattered like startled birds and beasts.
She dared to bully Guan Wanwan by relying on her status, but Director Hao truly was not someone she could afford to offend. Yet how humiliating would it be to