Chapter 54: This Lady Has Not Chopped Vegetables in a Very Long Time

Kong Wenjun wore a sinister smile. "If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for being inferior!"
"Piss off! Kong Wenjun, if you've got the guts, step up yourself instead of standing on the sidelines talking nonsense—ah!"
Xin Xuetong took a square kick right to the chest.
Sheng Xingye had no choice but to shake off his opponent, sidestep, and kick away the person in front of Xin Xuetong. As he pulled him up, he scolded him in exasperation, "You blockhead, we're in the middle of a street fight, why are you wasting your breath arguing with him?"
Just as his voice trailed off, he took a heavy blow to the—

If they simply didn't want to sign, there would be no point in coming here at all. Besides, since the terms had already been mostly negotiated, pulling a stunt like this made it blatantly obvious that they wanted to sign the deal, yet didn't want it to happen too easily.

Fresh blood streamed down from the empty eye sockets. After much deliberation, Prince Sifeng gouged out one of his own eyeballs. The bloody and gruesome scene made everyone present feel somewhat sick to their stomachs—after all, that was a person digging out his own eye.

Just as he opened his mouth to try and give a warning, with a soft "pop," a stealthy wave of energy descended from the sky. It inflicted no damage, but it lifted all five of them into the air simultaneously, depositing them into a dark corner by the roadside beneath the tower.

Shen Zhiqin opened her eyes wide. It had been a month since she last came here, but she still remembered every detail of this place.

"Are you short on money, Senior!" Seeing Jiang Batian looking so heartbroken, Li Zhuang suddenly felt too embarrassed to reach out and take the money.

The icy door behind her suddenly shuddered, and even the ground trembled. The surrounding magical currents and oppressive tension all dissipated completely, leaving only a glimmer of light flashing within her increasingly terrified eyes.

There were also a few treasures, such as a divine sword of spiritual treasure grade and an alchemy furnace of spiritual treasure grade.

Back then, when he was down on his luck, Chen Qiwei had saved his life, allowing him to survive until this very day. Had it not been for that, Fish Hook would never have been so utterly devoted to Chen Qiwei.

He had kindly come over to give her a hint and wanted to send her money, and this was the exact reaction he got in return?

Shen Zhiqin massaged her throbbing temples. The moment she stood up, wanting to offer an explanation, her wrist was caught in Shi Sitian's grip.

"Could it be the soul of... of that Lord God-Peering Heavenly Venerate!" Liu Shuya said, looking rather frightened as she instinctively leaned closer to her brother.

With a grand wave of his sleeve, the Emperor easily snapped the incoming assassination sword in half, and with a subsequent palm strike, the assassin was sent flying eight zhang away, spitting blood mid-air.

Henceforth, it seemed there was no longer any need to care about what the other person might be implying now.

The main gates of the Lin family estate had been in disrepair for years; how could they possibly withstand a kick from Prince Lin? In an instant, the doors buckled and collapsed sideways.

Wu Yuchuan founded Dragon Lake back in the day when the entire company had only a single construction team. He served as the general manager, and Tang Chuan was his most capable engineer.

Suddenly, a succession of illusions descended one after another, accompanied by endless waves of dual exhaustion to both mind and physical strength, while magical restraints of various attributes continuously chained them down.

"In your dreams!" Xiuxiu's phoenix eyes blazed with anger as her slender wrist flicked. The unsheathed sword in her hand thrust toward Zhiming, swift as a striking viper.

When the two met again, it was a long time later. By then, Li Sheng had long since become a renowned and illustrious general.

Zhang Hua actually possessed quite high emotional intelligence, An Zixin thought to himself. He hadn't agreed without a second thought simply because a teacher was asking for a favor.

Ao Xuan, the Dragon Clan Patriarch, looked up at the sky. In the contention for the great age, his cultivation had already stepped into the realm of the Great Luo Dao Ancestor. Yet under the great tribulation, even a Great Luo Dao Ancestor who entered the mortal world could not escape unscathed, finding himself in extreme peril amidst the cataclysm.

"That is..." The corners of his mouth curved into a mischievous smile as he suddenly leaned in close and captured her lips.

In Mutian's view, the ones who should make decisions for the domain were all the people living within it. A person's destiny must be grasped by oneself; it was impossible to force one's own will onto others.