Chapter 64 Operation Fierce Sea

In this little domain, Master Kong the Seventh is the emperor. His words are law.

“Speak, what do you really want?” Chen Yang confronted him directly.

“Brother, if I’m not mistaken, you must be a martial artist,” Master Kong the Seventh looked at Chen Yang...

“You can eat here, but don’t interrupt my guests. Tonight, I’m only entertaining those from afar,” Shen Chengjun shot a glare at Ji Teng.

“Here, this is a gift your grandmother prepared for you.” The old lady took out a dazzling necklace from her treasured box.

Due to the limitations of the venue, Jiang Yue could only allot a limited number of spots for each company. Many clients who couldn’t attend felt regretful.

His gaze was so intense, and surrounded by familiar elders, Lu Chuxi felt a bit embarrassed.

In the regions of Zhupi Mountain and Yuechong Mountain, the occasional rampage of the Kunpeng hindered the clansmen from carrying out their extermination orders. Without hesitation, they drove the Kunpeng off the cliff, angering Qiye Xing, who retaliated by striking the creature down. By the time he turned back, it was already too late to change anything.

Later, when their deeds were exposed, fearing criminal charges from the government, they abandoned their citizenship entirely and fled to become interstellar pirates. Unexpectedly, their operation grew bigger and bigger, eventually founding the Skull Society, an infamous interstellar pirate group.

Yang Jingyi was astonished at the time; she had thought Jiang Yue was joking yesterday and hadn’t taken it seriously. She never imagined Jiang Yue would actually ask for an extra two hundred million today.

“It almost feels like a dream,” Ye Xiao shook his head, realizing that coming here had been the right choice.

Her heart was now torn. The relationship and emotions, already complicated, had become even more tangled.

Xin Mo was startled and paused for a moment. “It was Consort Mo who called me here.” Seeing this, Physician Wu finally stepped aside and left.

At this moment, Mandax ordered the five elders to leave. Then, Mandax toured the various courtyards with Lei Hu and his three companions, seemingly eager to boast about something. But Lei Hu and the others paid him no mind.

Chan’er shivered, her arms trembling as she held the child. Why did he look so angry? Was he annoyed by the baby’s cries?

After the Three Dragons left, the fire-element hatchling, exhausted from overextending its power, collapsed limply onto the ground, losing all sense and drifting into a deep sleep.

On the last attempt, the Seven Shackles Society leaped up with all their might and slammed Li Ling into the arena, creating a human-shaped indentation about two centimeters deep.

Yezi and Yuanyuan had lost all interest in lunch; three people at the table, six eyes fixed intently on Leng Yue.

Captain Luo heard he and his battalion were to enter the battlefield. He couldn’t figure out why, given their current level, yet somehow they were going in. A chill ran down his back, a shadow enveloped him—was he ill?

In a daze, Liang Qichao seemed to catch hold of something, but the cheers around him were deafening, and the noise made his head ache, so he couldn’t quite grasp that fleeting spark.

“All right, just stay at home for now. I’ll come pick you up in a moment.” With that, Zhai Mo hung up without waiting for Murong’s response.

The gentle-looking person ignored the calls entirely, stood for a moment, then turned, lay against the wall, and seemed to fall asleep.

Ning Xia curved her lips in response, then released his hand, turned, and walked away without hesitation.

Earlier, he sided with Li Qingqing partly because he’d promised to help her, and partly because he hoped it would give him a chance—a chance to apologize to the beauty before him after the press conference.

Seeing this, the Sword Minister didn’t bother to intervene, but instead quickly moved his body. After several hours of swift movement, he finally arrived at the center of the Thunder Pool.