Chapter 117: The Young Instructor of the Academy (8800 words)

He got up from bed before dawn on the first day.

The daily routine and biological clock formed by years in a broken temple on the mountain made his schedule extremely fixed and precise, nothing like a young city dweller of his age.

When he pulled open the curtains, the sky outside was still dark. The quiet environment made him feel somewhat unaccustomed—if he were in the broken temple on the mountain, at this

While Qiao Yan listened to music, Yuchi Hong sat beside her, gazing at her exquisite, art-like profile with focus and deep affection.

Hearing Xue Jie's praise made me feel uncomfortable all over; damn it, is this really praise? Why does it feel worse than being scolded?

"Ahem, ahem," Song Kai coughed weakly, his pupils filled with hatred, anger, and the irritability of betrayal.

Immediately, the group marched forward in great numbers, somewhat indignant, rushing straight into the back door of Chinatown.

Yao Guan was furious; his eyes were full of rage, but he dared not scold me. One slap from me left him dizzy and knocked out two of his teeth; would he still dare to challenge me? Unless he truly wanted to crawl home.

The souls of Sun Wukong, Su Yun, and Lin Wanyue were involuntarily sucked into this "alternate dimension."

Hearing Wang Wei's arrangement, Chen Yan offered no opinion and walked directly toward that young master Hu.

Moreover, Shengzi had been an apprentice at the antique shop long before Cheng Dong, so while Cheng Dong might not know many things, Shengzi might.

General Cheng and General Yang looked anxiously at General Fu. The three generals shared a strong bond, and since General Fu was older than them, they obeyed him in all matters; as soon as General Fu spoke, the two would immediately follow his lead.

The one or two li of distance passed in an instant. Half a ke later, the entire cemetery leadership had arrived above the Fourth Family's base.

This belongs to a certain atmosphere; if the family ethos is upright, the children will follow the right path. The general environment of the home is like that, and the children will be influenced accordingly.

Father Chu had also walked through a storm of blood and violence back in the day; he did not want his son to endure such immense pressure as he had.

"These rascals are getting more and more cunning!" Lei Wanjun said, tossing a triangular nail onto the table.

Unless it is someone who has already committed a mistake, the Foundation staff will investigate thoroughly before ignoring the matter.

At that moment, he thought of a situation: if he were at someone else's hospital and offered treatment to patients, it might cause trouble.

Su Lanchen suspected that if she had not arrived, this body would have already breathed its last by now.

He stared at Xia Zhu, as if seeing the fear in her heart. If he had known today would turn out this way, why had he hurt her back then? Precisely because of the harm from the Xia family, he had met Chu Xinyun. In the end, he should thank the Xia family.

Although the escape was thrilling, Chu Xiao suffered no severe injuries beyond full-body abrasions and wounds from glass shards.

The servant who came to give the old master his medicine shouted at Old Master Su, but he could not wake him, leaving the servant so agitated that he did not know what to do.

Thus, the Tiger Might Army turned back to search. Although He Congjun discovered and adjusted the search direction in time, they fell into Luo Li's trap again, becoming Luo Li's bait to lure Tie Long to follow and harass.

This was Wu Lei's first true experience of witnessing a massacre. That this was not war but a genuine massacre, and that the enemy lost thousands of lives without a single soldier from their side being deployed, was indeed something for commander Wu Lei to be proud of.

The two of us hugged for a long time at the cinema entrance; finally, my legs went numb. Lin Kexin was fine, sitting there, while I, being taller, was squatting.