Chapter 30: That Infuriating Scoundrel

“Number One?”

“Number Two?”

“Awakening?”

How could such words have come from the mouth of someone born entirely in ancient times?

In theory, their order should mostly have followed the sequence of A, B, C, and D.

And who was the one about to awaken?

Who, exactly, was the liege they kept talking about?

Could all this be connected to Sheng Hongfei and that reincarnation system?

Could there be other awakened souls or transmigrators in this world as well, perhaps even carrying—

As a result, countries everywhere were now revising their traffic regulations. They were expected to redraw the airways in the sky; otherwise, if the chaos continued, it would eventually lead to a major disaster.

They all knew the methods of His Highness Prince Jing far too well. They also knew even more clearly that no one could stop him from doing what he had decided to do—not even the Emperor.

Compared with Wei Yi and Li Miaofu, he had clearly been affected far more deeply. He had joined the Black Spire countless years ago and had long since regarded it as his home. Now that the pillar supporting that home had fallen, he had no idea what to do.

A celebrity carrying a bag worth tens of thousands, yet driving a car worth only a little over a hundred thousand—that was truly difficult to understand.

Shen Yunchi’s eyes kept drifting toward Ling Zhengdao from time to time. From his expression, it was obvious that he was enjoying the spectacle and wanted to see just how badly his younger sister would deal with Ling Zhengdao.

In public, she had always deliberately maintained an ambiguous air between the two of them. In private, she had also tried every possible means to rise in status. Even though Qin Yu was married now, she was still unwilling to give up.

If one also took into account the divine and demonic world’s unique spiritual treasures, supreme techniques, guidance from peerless experts, and other such factors, the gap would widen even further.

As for how he fought, that was Nagahashi’s own affair. In any case, Mutaguchi wanted only one result: for Nagahashi to bring him the heads of those damned Chinamen.

“I’m very sorry, but we have underwater footage from the pool. If you don’t believe me, you can watch the replay. We’re all members of the swimming club—I wouldn’t lie to my classmates,” the referee said apologetically.

At the old man’s words, Shangguan Yunxi and her mother were the happiest of all. Both wore delighted smiles.

“Yes, I want to draw comics and become the creator of an enormously popular series!” Su Simin said, her eyes blazing with enthusiasm.

The battle was ferocious. There were more shadows tonight than usual. Jiang Fengjiu had already been surrounded, but it was not that she could not escape. She was waiting for a chance to unleash a powerful burst of damage.

He merely remained silent. Perhaps he was studying her, judging whether she was provoking trouble for no reason.

Moreover, the two of them would have to request leave during the New Year holiday to return to the Northeast. That was a card they absolutely could not play; no matter how high the stakes, it would be useless.

After Sun Luban flew up, he decisively retreated two steps. Seeing this, Liu Feng could not help eyeing Sun Luban’s head. After all, Sun Luban had chosen the money wish, and Cao Hong was now entirely capable of taking his head outright.

The two commentators went wild, and the few Chinese fans present erupted with joy as well. The Chinese team had actually scored first.

When Xiao Yuan looked in Zhou Yuchen’s direction, Guan Nina held her breath and turned her gaze toward him. It was the first time she had seen Zhou Yuchen’s beautiful, heterochromatic eyes meet someone else’s gaze—so deep, so calm.

What was happening? What kind of extraordinary person possessed such tremendous ability that he dared to break into the battle zone while Xiao Yuan and Gong Yuyue were fighting so fiercely?

“Big brother, don’t be anxious. Since Brother Jin isn’t confident, we can discuss the matter at greater length and make another plan!” Wu Gang was secretly delighted.

Although he had always held an important position, he had not had the chance to fight a major battle for a very long time, and this left Li Ziyuan somewhat depressed. All he could do was watch his old comrades follow the main force of the Shanxi-Hebei-Shandong-Henan Field Army on its external offensive, taking part first in the Longhai Railway campaign and then in the advance into southwestern Shandong. Each battle was more spectacular than the last.

The Green-Robed Patriarch was also startled. He looked toward the mass of green flame, but where was the green flame now? It had long since evaporated from the mortal world like smoke.