Love at First Sight, Chapter 79 Miss Wen, have you finished your meal?

Wen Yueqing had just woken up in her room, and she still felt a bit dizzy—clearly, she hadn't rested well. Tong'er had already returned from the study and was now sulking outside by herself.

“What’s wrong with you? You look even worse than I do. Who’s upset you?” Wen Yueqing walked over with a wry smile.

Seeing her approach, Tong'er frowned and immediately began to complain. “Sister Qing, it’s Lady Li again—she’s trying to frame you. How can she be so wicked…”

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Ultimately, the core of a second-generation Death God is the Zanpakuto; Uru herself is an ice-elemental Zanpakuto. The moment she became a sword, her form was set—she could not grow stronger, nor could she die. She was, simply, a sword.

Shaking her head to banish these errant thoughts, Bu Hui turned her attention back to the game. Her Lorraine 40t had already accumulated eighty or ninety thousand experience points. If she played a bit more today and claimed some experience tomorrow, she could unlock the Châtillon 25t.

With the Lion King's orders issued, the chaotic formation of the beast army suddenly shifted. No longer chasing the five from Thunder everywhere, they rapidly retreated, ebbing away into the forest like the receding tide.

Although the Maus had armor and hit points, its mobility was a glaring weakness, so Bu Hui decided to capture the base by force.

Despite their astonishing speed, this trek still took them nearly a month. A month later, at an outdoor café in Ximending, Taipei, an old man sat across from Tang Chuan.

As Shawn spoke, his face turned deathly pale, and despair was written all over his expression.

Feng Guanglin swaggered past the podium with Ruan Guozhang and his bodyguards. His recent words were laced with obvious provocation.

According to Hong Ling’s introduction, the coastal waters here were filled with wondrous sights at night, so Wang Chen and his companions, accompanied by Hong Ling, came out to explore. Their mounts were low-level magical beasts—Swift Chargers, a breed of seahorse famed for their speed.

Inside, there was nothing akin to a soul—not even a trace of magic could be sensed. If anything, it was reminiscent of the magic that had just gazed upon Mavis.

If even the most trusted Principal Lang was a shill, then today’s magic show would have not a shred of real skill—just stooges all around.

“Why? I just spent a hundred million.” His handsome face was particularly adept at looking aggrieved.

“Good!” Feng Liuzi exclaimed sincerely. He was full of admiration for the shameless emperor’s unyielding character. Though the emperor was infamous for his rakish ways, he was a true man; Feng Liuzi had always respected such gallant rogues—after all, he himself had once been a dashing youth.

“Move aside.” The low, displeased bark made the two beautiful women tremble. The dashing doorman stepped forward instinctively, putting some distance between them.

“Why is Xi Ronghua so hard to get a word from? Even a single reply is so difficult.” Qin Ronghua was honestly a bit annoyed.

“Sister, I don’t want to marry into the Wang family, I don’t want to!” Yue He pleaded tearfully with Qing He.

Nian Jiuling sighed inwardly: “Another man hopelessly in love with Leng Yue. His devotion is no less than mine. But how much longer can this foolish man survive?”

As the white light faded, Pete and the others found their wounds much improved. Pete and Blank both let out a roar and charged at the two Wolf King’s guards blocking their way. The guards only dodged slightly, then remained vigilant, watching their surroundings.

On the eve of the decisive battle, several companions lay in their beds, chatting idly, far more subdued than usual.

This power was left behind deliberately by Lei Tian; if he concealed his strength entirely, some with keen perception would surely realize he was holding back, making it even easier to alert the enemy.