Chapter 31: Can't a man find his own amusement?

“Sixth Brother, cheers to you for clearing your name and taking the opportunity to put that she-devil Yun Zhaozhao in her place,” Sheng Xingye said.

Just as he was about to clink glasses, he suddenly withdrew his cup, feeling nervous and guilty. “Old Qin, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever team up with that madwoman?” he asked anxiously.

“How not? Everyone knows now that the lack of consummation wasn’t your fault. So isn’t it that she-devil’s problem?” Qin Tianbao said, delighting in his misfortune.

Sheng Xingye steadied himself.

Not long ago, an increasingly dangerous and chilling aura emanated from the direction of the tomb, sending a chill down one’s spine. Vast swathes of black mist completely obscured the sky there. Looking up, one could see the horizon darkened by a heavy, oppressive expanse of celestial domain, sinking the heart with a profound gravity.

Qing Guang enveloped Zhong Xingyue, and in the blink of an eye, the two soared to a height of a thousand meters.

Xia Hao, having suffered an unfair loss, was naturally unwilling to give up. To seek justice, he unleashed every trick he knew against Yan Xiang.

Shao Hua caught the teasing tone in Tian Yun’s words and immediately blushed, casting a glance at Tian Yun that was half reproach, half affection.

Just now, Mo Fan had hinted at some special relationship with Pang Xu, which left him feeling stifled and aggrieved.

Seeming to sense Luo Fengye’s sneer, the flames of the Burning Heaven Heart suddenly flared up angrily, leaping about within the barrier under the stone talisman. The fire blazed more fiercely, resolute and defiant, as if vowing never to admit defeat.

Studying in such a place was bound to yield results. No wonder the elite youths from Zhao Kingdom went to great lengths, traveling thousands of miles, just to participate in the student selection.

If it had no effect in the end, then fate could not be tampered with; if it did have an effect, then it must be sealed away.

Qian Yeyi’s expression was grim, her jaw clenched tightly, eyes filled with dissatisfaction and hatred toward Qian Ye.

“Good, I’m glad you understand. I know you’ve put a lot of effort into this talent selection. I’ll help you negotiate the renewal with Sterling. You’re more suited to coaching in the current situation than I am, and I will definitely support you,” Deng Liwei said.

Suddenly, I had a strange feeling: beneath his dull exterior lurked a devil who could see through people’s hearts. In dramas, a person like him, unless he’s a super-intelligent detective, is often the most vicious final antagonist who manipulates the protagonist completely.

“Do you really think eidetic memory is a special ability everyone has?” I twitched the corner of my mouth.

After communication with the Special Affairs Bureau of Xiyun City, Du Kai was relieved and stayed to rest in his room.

Night fell, and the moon appeared, its cool light like flowing water, shining through the surface and bathing the leader. Instantly, he felt a refreshing coolness slowly released within his body.

The playful voices faded into the distance until they could no longer be heard. Only then did Tan Ran, as if granted a pardon, gasp for breath and crawl out from the bushes, sprinting wildly along the school path.

Therefore, Du Kai’s words immediately shifted Li Ying’s focus away from the high price of peanuts, concentrating solely on ensuring the Special Operations personnel became stronger.

Li Zhe could only settle for praising Taylor’s high three-point shooting percentage, noting that he could provide strong offensive firepower for the team. He was confident he could develop Taylor into an excellent NBA player.

Torn between wanting his family to move here and not wanting to, he was so conflicted that even during training he seemed listless.

Chuckie Brown waved his hand. Anderson and Baines moved to the top of the arc to set screens; Taylor accelerated, dribbling free, then stopped abruptly at a 45-degree angle to the right and took a hurried three-point shot. The whole sequence was rushed and lacked fluidity.

Everyone stepped forward to check, and though the space ahead was empty, it really felt as if an invisible wall blocked the way, making passage impossible.