Chapter 107: The Final Trial
Seeing that Fang Shengnan was unharmed, Li Wen also let out a sigh of relief. She stepped forward with a solemn expression and said, "I believe you have all witnessed Instructor Chen’s strength. Now, does anyone still have any objections?"
Objections? At a time like this, who would dare to challenge Chen Yang? Not a single soul would be reckless enough to oppose him.
Lunch time, in the main cafeteria.
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He had witnessed with his own eyes how, in order to cast a remote curse, the persona beast had written the name "Yang Songxian" right before him.
Fan Wusheng sighed deeply. Under the roof, one must bow. To avoid arousing suspicions from Patron Liu, he had no choice but to act alongside Jian Yuncai, and they had to perform their roles properly.
Because of the arrogance this man displayed, Shen Fei felt he was a bit too reckless. Otherwise, why would he utter such words?
At this moment, inside the private room of the Song family, Master Song and the middle-aged man’s gazes all converged on this scene.
Yan Zichen smiled helplessly, leading Puti behind Bai Yu as they walked to a secluded spot, then exited the General’s residence.
Seated upright in the cafeteria, Chen Sinian frowned. Though usually expressionless, he could not help but wrinkle his nose at the sour stench.
Fan Wusheng observed that Hastar was clearly at a disadvantage. He had not expected Ulida’s skills to be so formidable.
Then, a series of high-explosive missiles struck the beast’s face! The creature’s movements faltered noticeably, its flight becoming unstable.
Puti was momentarily stunned before finally recalling who Huijue was. Yet she hesitated, unsure how to respond, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "Quite well."
In the next instant, ripples began to spread across the lake’s surface. The water churned violently, forming a whirlpool. A young man dressed as a fisherman slowly rose from the vortex, water swirling beneath his feet, yet his clothes remained dry.
The heavy city gates opened slowly. The young soldiers wore excited expressions but maintained strict military discipline. No one left their ranks or spoke, filling the parents atop the walls with immense pride.
No one spoke. Hua Niansu and Long Qingping, seeing this for the first time, were too frightened to utter a word, while Wei Xiu clearly harbored doubts about Su Zhuo’s words.
"Indeed, every country in the world is like this. Territory is fiercely contested—not for the land itself, but to make the enemy understand that we are inviolable. Otherwise, others will think us easy to bully," Wang Hu said angrily.
This time, Xiao Zhan clearly witnessed the final battle, saw exactly how he had slain his own brothers, and felt with absolute clarity the desperation and agony of that moment.
Lin Rou and the others watched Guo Ying nervously. After all, Guo Ying had suffered such a grave humiliation; any normal person would have been ready to fight desperately.
He certainly knew Liu Chuanfang’s identity but did not directly address him as “Lord Liu” out of protocol—much like how officials were addressed as “Sir” or “Boss” in later eras.
Wu Wei followed Ren Wang into the secret chamber and found, besides the other three kings, one more person. Wu Wei realized this individual was a gamer and looked at Ren Wang with curiosity.
Chen Guangfu quickly responded, “To inform the masters, there are some prey on this mountain, but mostly just wild rabbits and pheasants. There are no larger beasts, or else this servant wouldn’t dare to bring the masters here. What if something happened to the masters?”
“But knowing this might bring danger to the young lady. I beg the young lady not to ask further!” Qi Yang added.
Wang Zhiwei said no more and directly called Zhao Tianming over. Such an opportunity could not be missed. There was no greed—just mingling with familiar faces and broadening one’s horizons.
In the jade auction, whether the bids were open or secret, all were based on the lowest price estimates, leaving considerable room for upward movement.