Chapter 446: Luo Ge Is Considerate

Always afraid of saying too much.

Fan Bingbing was the same.

More than twenty minutes later, she bolted out of the pool like fleeing, shivering as her assistant wrapped a greatcoat around her and swiftly wrapped her soaking wet long hair in a towel.

It took less than a minute to go from the pool to the rest area.

Xiao Pang was already shivering with cold.

“Bingbing-jie.”

Gan Lu hurriedly turned up the heater.

The reason he didn’t say it outright was because, in the Republic’s traditional customs, there’s a proverb: three days for an invitation, two days for a call, one day for a summons.

This is an era of near-absolute peace, aside from the threat of insect beasts; if the Emperor’s image became deeply unpopular, it could easily spark internal unrest.

Bei He and the iron-tower giant named Gan Tu both stepped back, retreating seven or eight paces before finally halting.

“Young Master!” Two Heaven-Grade men dragged Wang Xinyang to his side and threw him hard onto the ground.

“I came here with no intention of leaving alive,” he laughed heartily, grinning wide.

Two weeks passed in a flash; for Chu Yu, nothing major happened during those two weeks.

After all, it was the flagship magazine under the Xuan Gui Comics Studio; the new serial’s promotional efforts were undeniably massive.

“So my affairs are none of your concern—you can’t, and you won’t.” Chun Feng spoke without resentment, calm and sincere. He understood the truth; she understood it too.

The press conference attracted many Chinese journalists, as Yun Sheng had previously hinted that two Chinese players would be officially announced today.

“Oh my God! How long has it been since the team last won?” A Liverpool fan clutched his head, helplessly staring at the scoreboard.

As soon as Nan Gong Xue received permission, she grabbed his hand and rushed to the fortune-teller, bowing respectfully: “Master, please cast a divination for me… for my husband and me, if you would?” As she spoke, she slipped a silver ingot into his hand.

Ali frowned at him, then suddenly reached out, grabbed him, and kissed him several times on the other cheek—her pink, glossy, thin lips could leave no trace of a kiss.

After a morning of training, Kai Sa found the rhythm of the first team. The Hong Kong Premier League is not intense, with few teams—only eight this year, playing fourteen matches per season; the number of teams in the top division has fluctuated these past few years, so match counts vary.

But he never expected to meet Chen Mohan—he thought her entire life would be spent behind bars, yet he didn’t know she had already been released.

“Overall, their abilities are few; they don’t even know Earth Passage. They have to dig their own holes for underground travel. Their physical strength is their foundation, and their attack methods are primitive,” Hong Ling analyzed seriously.

But Han Lang’s eyes still showed shock—the Divine-Slaying Slash released by the Lord of Despair was overwhelmingly powerful; the entire heavens and earth seemed to split open under that blade. Han Lang clearly saw that the void had been sliced apart by the Lord of Despair, with void energy surging wildly, immensely potent.

“No, just a faint impression. But since you say I’m your master, then I am. Would I lie about something like this?” Xia Lan’s master chuckled.

I don’t know if he was drawn to my knack for complaining or my talent for eating, but after we got close, he pursued me.

“It’s the Dean calling us!” someone shouted, though some were summoned while others weren’t—this left people puzzled.

Although the other was a beautiful girl, for some reason, whenever he interacted with her, he felt a chilling sense of danger.

Still, she found it amusing—and slightly touching—that Xiao Qingyan would lower himself so much to become a driver.