Chapter 143: He should thank us!

"Cult of Disaster? This guy is one of yours!?"

The Gentleman Penguin pointed his cane at Wu Wang, whose smile was calm—but the aura of his label had grown so thick it made the Penguin want to smash his skull.

But the earlier loss had slightly cooled the Gentleman Penguin's temper.

He needed to ask clearly before acting.

Jinxiu: "..."

Her CPU was about to explode.

As a high-level player, she naturally understood

The rapid development of Changshan Commandery, the Empire's poorest region, was primarily due to the wise leadership of the Supreme Elders' Council.

"Bro, I heard you're taking your sister to the amusement park—can you bring me and Zhou Shuang along?" Leng Ziheng suddenly changed the subject, squinting as he waited for his answer.

Wu Yan didn't chase after fantasies of drawing a divine sword or training Sword Controlling Art after obtaining one in another world.

Since Li Jingchen was away, Ruan Sheng felt inexplicably irritable, so she just stayed awake and had a simple breakfast.

Hu Yan dashed in; the demon crocodile tried to flee—but a massive black club came crashing down, slowing its form, and the spear pierced straight through its miniature crocodile head.

To be fair, Liu Xun had treated Liu Ye quite well; upon suddenly learning that his former superior had been slain by Zhao Yun, Liu Ye was overcome with emotion and blurted out harsh words—but they were, indeed, true.

Han Ruichen lay beside her, deeply asleep—he was truly exhausted—but his arms still circled her waist.

Then she quickly sent a text to Leng Ziheng, and in an instant, everyone rushed toward the Leng family villa.

Zhou Shuang stared at her blushing cheeks and reached again for her hoodie's drawstring; Liu Yang angrily grabbed for his clothes.

"Nuannuan, I'm asking you—does your wound hurt?" His tone was harsh, utterly devoid of tenderness.

"Bitch! I won't… let you… live…" Su Ze's face twisted as he spoke in gasps; his claws began slowly gathering black mist.

The opening ceremony ended; students carried chairs back to the classrooms, then headed to the school cafeteria for dinner.

The first face to appear before me was Wu Shenghe's pale, worried expression; his anxious eyes fixed on me, and when he saw me awake, his face lit up with a joyful smile, faint traces of fatigue visible at the corners of his eyes.

To completely dispel the merchants' doubts, Liang Yi did not send soldiers to follow secretly; instead, he sent Wang Li, Pang Xin, He Yu, and Ping Shao to blend into the caravan to ensure cargo safety—the result: the goods reached Zhongzhuang County safely, and the rest of the journey was no longer a concern.

Dian Wei glared and charged after Xiahou Dun—but was blocked by several Cao Army soldiers. He could only watch helplessly as Xiahou Dun leapt onto a warhorse and retreated.

What she did was merely using the enemy's own method against him—what right did Wang Zhenshan have to resent others?

"Pfft! Your stomach's song is awful—next time, pick a better tune." He mocked me as he went downstairs, and I followed closely behind, swinging my fists at him.

I knew my mother-in-law understood me better than anyone else; after her wish was clarified by Aunt Su Yao, I could see it clearly. But as for the trial she mentioned—where did that even come from?

Cain made him throw a punch to release energy; otherwise, he'd have been laid up for a while.

Mo Ran raised his hand and blocked the black water—splash! the black water flew off in a spray.

The escort convoy reached a narrow stretch; the road suddenly narrowed, with tall reeds on both sides, thick enough to hide people. Lian Yang signaled from horseback for everyone to proceed cautiously.

Three minutes later, Qi Ming emerged from the restaurant with over a dozen brothers, each carrying axes, hammers, and other weapons.