Chapter 828: Xu Young Master Has Emerged—Xu Young Master Kneels Before He Chen in Public!

Song Nuan denied it, only to face another denial from Gao Wenruohan; double denial equals affirmation, and she couldn’t outargue Gao Wenruohan.

Because everyone in their hearts already had some idea of what really happened.

They’re all third-year students.

According to university slang, it’s said that “first-years are fresh on the market, second-years are on sale, and third-years come buy one get one free”—they’ve long passed the fresh-on-the-market and sale phases, and now they’re in the buy-one-get-one-free stage.

The Lian family hadn’t held a wedding in a long time, so Lian Jie’s wedding was especially grand.

Woods checked his sniper rifle, turned his head to signal Yang Tianyi and Ling to follow him; the secret facility lay just beyond the next ridge ahead.

She felt that the current Lian Zheng was vastly different from the one she’d first met, and growing increasingly uncouth, more and more like that dead bald monk Kong Xiang.

Because the kind of pure-natural, high-end natural gift he described—the top-tier energy booster reserved only for the elite—matched exactly with a certain game event in his memory.

“This is a pill forged by a Demon God, using three rare divine herbs—of course it’s expensive,” the shopkeeper assumed they couldn’t afford it, his smile fading as he prepared to attend to other customers.

And even if we could fly out of the spaceport under such intense fire, it would mean we’d gain the upper hand in the upcoming artillery battle.

Unfortunately, he didn’t adopt the apologetic posture of killing the conversation; instead, he walked calmly toward Adler, undisturbed by the dozen guns aimed at him, noticing the scar on Adler’s face turning slightly red from the rapid rise in blood pressure—highly amusing.

When the murderer is finally caught and confesses, explaining why he killed his master, he’ll be dragged off to the police headquarters by Uncle and the others amid an emotional, calm, or frenzied speech.

At that moment, Xin'er rushed over, crouched down, and tried to reach out and touch Wen Li’s stomach.

After joining the adventuring guild, Jack could clearly feel his adventure experience had improved significantly; not to mention that in the wilderness, having a powerful person around made everything feel much safer.

Tang Bozhi scanned the café, and when she spotted Lin Yi waving from the corner, her eyes lit up; she told her bodyguard something and strode over.

Zhu Wang was undeniably a man who knew how to read the situation; seeing things turn sour, he instantly apologized, with not a shred of guilt.

But breaking through the Lin Yuan Realm? How difficult that was. Wu Gong was divided into Li Li, Yan Qi, Yu Mai, Lin Yuan, and Tong Tian; as the fourth realm, Lin Yuan—even with the profound “Jade Sea Divine Scripture”—he had no idea when, if ever, he’d reach it.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place; Water Emperor Demon still doesn’t know that Crab Demon has already been killed by me and Yan Mu—he probably still thinks that cave has become Mermaid Demon’s grave, and won’t suspect we’ll go there anytime soon.

As Xiao Yao’s eyes devoured the Supreme Bone during its transformation, a sound like the splitting of heaven and earth rang out; chaotic energy streamed forth like celestial swords, dazzlingly brilliant, exhaling and inhaling two beams of star-river-like divine light.

Li Shimin had only skimmed the first two acts and was about to watch the third when Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling arrived, delaying him.

Even with Bai Li’s soul-body strength and comprehension, she couldn’t fully digest the knowledge recorded in these ancient texts in a short time.

Seeing Bai Li effortlessly deal with the few monsters, Yang the Daoist and Zhang the Daoist both exhaled in relief, finally understanding why the General Bureau had insisted on bringing Bai Li along.

“Hmph,” Xi Yi sneered, “I find it filthy.” But what puzzled her was that his body was spotless, burdened by no karmic ties whatsoever—utterly inconsistent with the Huanhuan Sect’s usual ways.

His inner pain erupted like a volcano, but when he desperately tried to manifest his true form, a powerful force sucked him into Yin Manjiao’s body.

Han Wen zhi had anticipated he wouldn’t agree, just as he’d gone to great lengths to prevent her from becoming engaged to Xi Che before.

When Qin Mo shang stepped into the assistant’s office, he saw Lin Cha laughing and chatting with the assistants; his face immediately darkened.

Su Wushuang sat on the bed, gazing at the bright moon visible through the window; suddenly, the moon took on the form of Gu Xi, lingering stubbornly, and her heart began to ache with a dull, oppressive pain.

Her voice, once as tinkling as silver bells, now sounded like a cat’s whimper—soft, pliant, and dripping with seduction.

They all broadcast live, making it impossible to capture or edit anything.

He even leveraged the connections he made while working as his assistant—really showing some initiative.

This feeling was truly nothing like meeting the family, nothing like the time months ago when Ou Yuye took her to the Mu family villa to slap Wang Yuru and Mu Shenger across the face.

At the instant the flashbulbs fired, the nearby fan groups who’d come hoping to see celebrities all gasped in shock.

Mu Xiaoxia truly regarded Shen Jiahe as a fine partner, for he had given her fish, and so she felt grateful.

“Uh…” Ye Moxing paused, instinctively wanting to say, “Go ahead and play, whatever you want, I can get it for you,” but before the words left his mouth, Xia Yuntong yanked him hard, exasperated.

From what she said, he’d already suspected. He thought carefully—Quanzhen was definitely not his man.

“I think there might be some misunderstanding between us?” Mo Chen held up one finger, gesturing back and forth between himself, Ren Qiu, and Xia Hengyi. Honestly, he’d never once considered joining the Crystal Making Association, let alone becoming its chairman—even if the chairman’s position was tempting.

Simply put, gravity isn’t just a simple force; its effect isn’t merely attraction—it curves the straight space around it! So, light bends around a black hole not because it’s pulled, but because the space around the black hole is warped.