Chapter 866

“Natalie, there are rumors that you started dating Spike after the Oscars. Is that true?”

“…”

“Scarlett! Scarlett, is this true?”

“Alexandra, Alexandra! Are the recent news reports about you true? Are you really with Spike?”

“Spike! Photos have surfaced of you playing around in a hotel room. What do you have to say?”

“No way! I think you’re deliberately provoking me!” Ma Qinlong, having exhausted all reasoning, drew his sword and struck. His subordinates followed suit, launching their own attacks.

Night had fully fallen, but the natives had lit multiple stone-pillar bonfires around the altar—especially three bright oil lamps on the pillars to the left, right, and rear of the altar. Blue Feather’s plan to retrieve his gear under cover of darkness now faced serious resistance.

After waking, Ye Zhen told the three to freshen up while he waited. After eating, Ye Zhen and the other three went downstairs to prepare for military training. Ye Zhen felt uncomfortable all over—his waist and back ached. When they arrived, those taking the singing competition went straight ahead; the rest were left for the physical endurance test.

Ivan stepped down from the tower, slipped into the driver’s seat, and sat still, his eyes vacant with obvious disappointment. Uncle Ji, waiting beside him, wore a faint trace of sorrow but still displayed the hardened resolve of a man who had weathered many storms.

The constant explosions and gunshots made us students, who had never seen real chaos, instinctively crouch down. Some even trembled uncontrollably, on the verge of losing control.

“Finally, time to eat—I’m starting first.” With that, Ming Fan and Ming Tai began devouring their food—they were clearly starving.

The dealer picked up the dice cup, shook it up and down twice, then suddenly accelerated both hands—gripping the cup with one hand, shaking it rapidly up and down with exceptional skill, clearly well-trained.

Following Heimang’s instructions, Ivan’s team’s operations took a favorable turn; the signs of a turning point led them to decide on intercepting the cargo on a remote offshore island.

After days of fighting, Su Jun had come to understand Aideer’s magical school: a hybrid of space and ice-wind magic. On the continent of Aolanka, mages who cultivate multiple schools are common, and each magical combination has its own unique traits. Su Jun will likely encounter many more such mages in the future.

No matter how Chen Huaxin cursed, none of it touched her. So even if she now spoke disrespectful or impolite words to Chen Huaxin, the ones who bore the consequences were Qin Wanyi and the real Liu Fangyun—not her. Not only did it have nothing to do with her, but she could also reap the benefits of others’ conflict.

“It means I wish to live in peace. I beg His Majesty to grant my request,” Cang Li said, raising her eyes to Zhan Xi, each word deliberate.

“Oh? It seems many people are on your mind, Master. How truly affectionate you are,” Mu Fangjin said, glancing at her, his expression shifting as he sneered.

But only Xuan Gui understood the true advantage of this sword—perhaps not even Chu Fan himself knew it. The ice sword he had unintentionally forged was unique in the world.

“What, you don’t recognize me anymore?” Chu Fan’s distinctive voice reached Yue Chong’s ears.

Ma Lixin wondered how things always turned out this way—this was clearly his own idea, yet now it was being claimed as someone else’s achievement. He said nothing further, only muttered aimless, useless words.

“But Master really tricked us apprentices badly! Why didn’t you tell us earlier that you were the Emperor’s former teacher? So is the Emperor also our senior brother?!” Xin Yi feigned shock.

That feeling made Gu Qingcheng feel like the teacup—when Gu Zhengting was happy, it was a treasured possession; when he was displeased, it had no value at all and could be carelessly discarded.