Chapter 31: I Always Feel That He Is Very Lonely

Qiao Ruyi cast a sidelong glance at Tao Jiang and chuckled, "You, your heart is full of filth, so everything you hear sounds like smut."

"Don't you think so?" Tao Jiang leaned against her, nudging her with her shoulder as she asked with a smile.

Qiao Ruyi turned her head to look her up and down, clicking her tongue, "Why don't you go over to the water's edge and see what you look like right now?"

"What's wrong with how I look?"

"You look like a total rogue when you smile," Qiao Ruyi sighed. "Tell me, have you taken a fancy to Shen Que? Why are you..."

"Fine!" Yan Chixia’s eyes narrowed sharply. He gave his word, turned around immediately, and headed back to his room to gather his gear.

Yao Feier acted spoiled toward Bai Yixue. The two had always enjoyed a good relationship, and since Bai Yixue was a few years older, Yao Feier was quick to play the spoiled child whenever she needed a favor.

The Emperor looked at the fiery red maple leaves on the mountainside and couldn't help but reach out to pluck a few, turning them over in his hands.

"Old Xia, you've been wandering the underworld for a long time; you must know which of the famous lone-wolf powerhouses are currently in Shanghai, right?" Since they were all familiar with each other, Beidou felt it was awkward to keep calling him Captain Xia Huo, so he switched to "Old Xia"—after all, he was the eldest among them.

With dozens of Great Saint powerhouses stirring up trouble, combined with internal instability, the radiance of the Old Gods faded rapidly.

Before long, Dilong rode the bicycle back. As he reached the Emperor, he squeezed the handbrake, bringing the bike to a halt. He planted one foot on the ground, swung the other leg over, and stood before the Emperor, holding the bicycle steady.

Pfft. Even An Nianchu, who was curled up in Qiao Chu’s arms, felt like throwing up. Only he could pull off something like this; it was simply inhumane. But the good news was that she was about to be liberated. She wouldn't have to be in front of so many strangers anymore, even though the buzz-cut guys looked far more decent than Qiao Chu.

Shortly after, Hua Qian entered. Today, he looked much better, and the melancholic expression was gone from his face.

This was the man she had once loved—both of them! They all treated her like a fool, mocking her, and now they wanted to swallow up the last of her dignity!

"Mom, what exists between Mo Chen and me is not tolerance, but trust." The meanings of tolerance and trust were entirely different.

Guo Zongxun didn't know if Li Zhongjin had heard him. When Li Zhongjin left, he was expressionless. Perhaps... even if he had heard, he wouldn't believe that Guo Zongxun would be so generous toward him.

Bei Lieyang said, "First, after the affairs in Dahuang City are settled, you must return to the clan with me. Only after obtaining the consent of your parents and the High Priest can you come back to Dahuang City." Beishan nodded in agreement; he was not yet an adult, and such major matters required his parents' approval.

Qin Qiufei also felt that to gain the recognition of her parents, she had to crush her opponent. If she didn't even have that level of strength, she figured today would still be very difficult to handle.

"You don't need to apologize to me; I did this willingly," Xiao Tingze said with great sincerity.

Bei Lieyang let out a long breath. Although he hadn't spoken to Hua Lianjiu, knowing she had broken through the formation and was unharmed put his mind at ease.

The office fell silent, save for the rhythmic clacking of Xiao Tingze’s fingers on the keyboard—a crisp sound that made Su Qianqian’s heart flutter with a ticklish sensation.

As the news spread, the entire Horned Clan was filled with excitement. In comparison, the present felt more like a Golden Age, and they hoped that the tragedy of the Horned Clan from twenty years ago would not descend upon them again.

Therefore, the strongest power level of the elites they could currently transit through Ceres to Mars was limited to the Genetic Transmutation Realm.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence. Countless followers of the Return of the Gods Religion watched the events unfold, but dared not make a sound.

She crashed heavily to the ground, landing on her shoulder first. She could feel the fabric at her shoulder tearing away, her skin scraping against the cold ground. She could even feel the crimson liquid flowing from her body, and the stinging pain made her feel wretched.