Chapter 9
“Zichen?” Seeing him say nothing, Shen Yicheng assumed he hadn’t heard and called out again. “Haven’t you been running 2v2 […]
“Zichen?” Seeing him say nothing, Shen Yicheng assumed he hadn’t heard and called out again. “Haven’t you been running 2v2 […]
Some things really don’t need to be explained — actions tend to be far more convincing than words. Even though
The recording went very smoothly. The Music Club had its own relatively professional small recording studio — apparently built up
He gave a brief rundown of how he had gotten to know Canmo Wuhen. When he thought about it, there
From a distance, Xia Zichen could already see Canmo Wuhen standing in the plaza in front of the city gate.
After finishing his dailies, Xia Zichen headed out to the outskirts of the main city to mine ore. There were
Under steady healing and violent DPS, the BOSS crashed to the ground. Baicao Zhe ran over to the BOSS’s body
Before entering college, Xia Zichen’s life had always been monotonous — nothing but studying. Everyone assumed he had entered college
After class, Xia Zichen said goodbye to his classmates and, slinging his shoulder bag over his shoulder, headed toward the
Ru Bo Xi’s words struck Liu Muzhi like thunder. His first reaction was disbelief. But the evidence Ru Bo Xi
Lin Zhiji soon understood what Xie Yi meant by “making things bigger.” Xie Yi submitted a memorial stating that remnants
Xie Yi had already sensed something was wrong earlier. The initial crossbow-wielding assassins were indeed targeting Liu Muzhi. But the
The discussion about geniuses ultimately ended with Lian Qiguang’s adorable cluelessness (expressionless face??) winning out. Because of work, Lian Yucheng
(Study room) “Transfer school?” Lian Yucheng froze slightly, looking at Xiahou Zhong in surprise. “That’s right.” Xiahou Zhong nodded. “Right
“Boss, this is the result from that day.” An Yi opened his light computer, his expression unusually serious, causing Xuan
Bai Chunian braced himself against the now-transparent outer wall of the box-shaped cultivation chamber, leaning his face close to the
Bai Chunian used his bone-steelized left hand to twist off a section of steel beam, pinching the tip into a
Bai Chunian inherited part of Lan Bo’s purification ability within his body, but it could only keep the infection agent
Inside the study, Xiahou Zhong sat behind the desk, solemnly reading the documents in his hands. Xiahou Hetian stood in
“Teacher, my grandfather is dead.” The fourteen-year-old crown prince hugged him tightly, choking back sobs. “Teacher, they all want me