Chapter 185: Your Butt Decides Your Head!

Jiang Ming hit hard.

Not holding back at all;

Giving it everything, intensity comparable to facing OGN's five-player roster in an All-Star final.

His offensive style was never the mindless blood-swap, kill-at-all-costs brute approach, but rather a sustained harassment, gradually widening subtle yet lethal gaps through last-hitting and experience gain.

As time passed, not just the mid-lane Clockwork, but even the jungle's Nightmare was suppressed by the ripple effect.

Seeing this, Fang Yan dared not speak further; he knew Han Chen had lost the will to kill, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such lengths placing restrictions on the men.

"Yes, Young Master!" Another middle-aged guard could not help but show a hint of embarrassment, quickly rushing forward after him.

The ship Li Dao was riding on, as it sped forward, suddenly halted like the Harbor Queen had done before, and the dense salvos landed precisely on the sea surface less than ten meters from Li Dao, spraying seawater that drenched Li Dao's clothes like a torrential downpour.

But not every effort yields results. At least for Yanran, she never reached a hundred favorites even after finishing the novel.

Meng Luo, seeing Feiyu's questioning look, shrugged her shoulders, making an expression of "I don't know."

"Han brother, you're joking—we've merely had a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding…" He forced a smile, bowing apologetically to Han Chen.

In truth, she herself had no confidence. After all, Chu Tianxing had only been cultivating for a few days. And the reputation of his ruined meridians had long been deeply rooted.

Yet after scanning around, she saw plenty of yin energy, swamp gas, and demonic illusionary qi—but not a trace of treasure's aura.

However, with Yao Hui leading the undead reinforcements, Tianlan Sect's strength greatly increased. Holding out a bit longer was certainly no problem. This was precisely why Li Dongyang had no choice but to order Yao Hui to abandon Tianlan City.

Kuang Tianlong knew Heizi had started his own ironworks, but he never expected Heizi would give him five million to treat his mother's illness.

Jiang Jieyun widened his eyes, staring at the thick, fluffy cotton-ball bear he was holding—was this the perk of drunkenness? That would be great; perhaps, in the future, he should create more opportunities for this girl to get drunk?

These seven simple words were once so easy for me, yet now, reality had finally defeated them.

"But the Young Master hasn't slept yet—if he calls, Old Han must be ready to answer." Han Fu replied, still bowing respectfully.

"Did you all see clearly? Are they really the two?" One of the Supreme Elders asked irritably.

Around was a sea of silver-white; high above, a sword hung suspended, its tip emitting a faint, chilling glow that sent shivers down the spine.

Shen Tong told Yan Ni that Director Lin Fusheng of the NDRC had truly shown respect—she should focus on her business and not worry about other matters; if anything came up, she could always ask him.

Following the riverbank northward, as they passed the newly built Mi Family estate, they ran into Lu Su.

Shen Tong quickly called the on-duty nurse. The nurse said the patient in the room had been transferred in the afternoon; she didn't know where to.

I thought the young master had already left, but shortly after, he returned—and even reached out to unbutton her clothes.

"I'll go prepare the iron tools for the Elder—please wait a moment!" Ling Yin said, her voice cold.

At night, after dinner, the darkness gradually blurred; the lone moon retracted her exquisite face and hid beyond the clouds with the meteor. It was very late; most people had already fallen asleep, but some always preferred to be night owls.

Now, Ling Ancheng was also doubting: was the State Advisor telling the truth? Could such a harmless beauty truly be a demon?

If the wishing pool possessed immense magic, then Feng Rong's bodily defense mechanism would automatically recoil—but this harmless "prank" failed to trigger Feng Rong's alert threshold, and instead caused him to stumble.