Chapter 53: Drawing the Sword to Aid the Oppressed Upon Seeing Injustice
Zhu Zhuyun let out a disdainful sneer, looking down at Zhu Zhuqing from above. "Naturally, only when you die can I live! If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too weak!"
With that, she unleashed a storm-like attack. Watching the person about to be defeated by her, a surge of exultation blossomed in her heart. Soon, she would become the most noble person in the Star Luo Empire, and she would never have to worry about anyone threatening her ever again. Zhu Zhuyun seemed to catch a glimpse of her bright future, her heart stirring with an involuntary sense of...
The kindergarten security guard paid little attention to these matters. He simply watched Lin Fei cross the street, casting a few extra glances. Seeing Lin Fei expertly navigate the crosswalk, he picked up his newspaper once again and resumed reading with keen interest.
He walked toward Yuan He, who instinctively backed away until she hit the wall, cornered by Su Chen in a *kabedon*.
Sitting inside the vehicle, Tian Zhuang waved goodbye to his older brother who was seeing him off. The shuttle bus started moving, and through the window, the shadow of his older brother—who was a head shorter than him—grew increasingly distant. By the time Tian Zhuang turned his face back, it was already streaming with tears.
Naturally, Cai Wu did not become full of himself or deliberately provoke Lü Buwei's formidable authority. Instead, upon entering Xianyang, rather than heading straight to the guesthouse to rest, he made a detour to the Garrison Commander's Mansion of Xianyang to pay a formal visit to Zhang Ji, bearing gifts.
Su Chen's Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon carried Su Chen himself, along with Xu Yun, Anya, and Lin Xingxing. With the addition of a driver, it was practically at full capacity. The commercial vehicle trailing behind carried four security guards from Starlight Hotel.
"You!" Lanyuan's face flushed crimson from the retort, yet she knew that Bai Weimu was speaking the truth—the estate was by no means short of silver.
Hearing this, Chaoxi fetched a teapot, opened the lid to test the temperature, and confirming that the water was cool, used it to lower Zhang Ji's fever.
Adding to that, he had openly rebuked the reigning Chancellor Hu Weiyong just yesterday, meaning countless hidden eyes were undoubtedly watching him in the shadows.
In Pang Dongdong's heart, his non-blood-related older brother, Haimiti, was a great hero whom he idolized deeply.
Taking a deep breath, Lady Hu pushed open the doors of the bedchamber, dimly perceiving that corpulent figure within. As she walked, she shed her lavish garments one by one, clad only in a gossamer-thin pink veil. Swaying her graceful waist, she approached the edge of the bed and seated herself beside King An of Han, who had changed into his sleeping robe.
Unfortunately, the "Heavenly Spirit Wine" was brewed using "Heavenly Spirit Qi" blended with Beiming Lei's own comprehension of the "Heavenly Dao." Over the span of five hundred years, only two jars had ever been brewed: one was shared among all the God of War generals to drink together, and the other was given to Kong Xuan, leaving him with no stock of his own.
Without a second thought, Beiming Lei grabbed Vegeta by the arm and brought him onto the spaceship, locating the rejuvenation chamber so Vegeta could recuperate in peace.
He burst into one dormitory first, taking down everyone inside with lightning speed, before rushing into another to do the exact same.
"No, no, no, I am merely offering a modest contribution of my own. Here, I have provided the homeless refugees with a place to settle down, where they can earn a living through their own abilities and enjoy delicious lamb chops," Philovsky said with a beaming smile.
Red Star School was entirely enclosed; there were only two ways to leave the premises: first, successfully graduating through examinations; or second, being eliminated and sent straight back from whence one came.
Chen Ao suddenly remembered that, back then in a fit of anger, he had indeed hurled certain remarks at Liu Yong. Could it be that those very words of his had shaped Liu Yong's destiny?
If Sun Wukong was a Super Saiyan, then Beiming Lei was currently a Super Earthling—though the name sounded underwhelming, his power was entirely genuine.
Before the auctioneer could even announce the price, he raised his hand once more, fixing his gaze on Prince Ghost Shadow to see what countermeasure he would take next.
While conversing with Old Jiang, this man leaned his back against the prison bars. As the others walked out, he lagged behind at the rear.
After all, this club had once nurtured numerous German internationals such as Frings, Klose, Marin, Özil, and Mertesacker, alongside the 33-year-old veteran Peruvian striker Claudio Pizarro, who had played for Bayern Munich for as many as six seasons.