Chapter 46: The Desire to Perform

Perhaps due to the slight buzz of the alcohol I had just consumed, as I watched Lu Xiaoyun’s retreating figure vanish from sight, my emotions surged to the point where my fingers trembled.

Having his workout interrupted displeased Sicarius somewhat; he picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from his body, looking down from above at the people entering the training room.

"Company Commander, Company Commander... Hehe, we've struck it rich, haha..." As Sun Dali approached the pile of spoils, he saw Gouzi running over excitedly.

"Did you tell your uncle and aunt?" Shen Shuci asked, seeing him come out with the household register, assuming that Huo Zheng and his wife must be in the know.

Skytire herself possessed absolute confidence in the strength of the Staff of Kings, and she explicitly stated that if Rhodes Island did not grow stronger soon, it would become a drag holding the Staff of Kings back.

"Grandfather? What is wrong?" Tang Wan naturally felt concerned. She was overjoyed about her wedding, so why was he looking so gloomy?

At any rate, the dark Yeyuan was not afraid. After all, his eyes were capable of perceiving everything within the darkness. Even the eerie darkness carried by shadow monsters could not obstruct his vision.

Right at that moment, three slender and tall figures leaped agilely through the center of the city. Wielding huge silver greatswords, they swept through the dark elves on the streets as easily as chopping vegetables.

After finishing her shopping, Shen Shuci was in the middle of checking out. She still felt a bit nervous inside; Huo Qinqi's friends in the capital were the same circle as Jiang Jinshang, and they were all very close with one another.

Through multiple encounters, Tursul had a vague sense that the Chieftain seemed to possess the ability to pierce into people's hearts. No conspiracies, schemes, or ill intentions could escape his notice. Since the Chieftain dared to act this way, he surely had his reasons.

If not for his exceptionally tough physical body, those two palm strikes from Qin Xin and Qian Buhuan would likely have blasted him directly into a mist of blood. How could two people with the intent to kill him possibly let him off?

Grand principles had actually been stated long ago, and Yang Gaoge did not care to repeat them. By this moment, everything that needed to be said had been said, and everything that needed to be done had been done. What remained boiled down to two words: support or non-support.

"Shouldn't we talk to Qasim?" Said said, "And make our own arrangements. When that time truly comes, we certainly cannot rely on those fellows." As he spoke, Said glanced at Kadibi, who was standing not far from Sabah.

Then Chu Jiangqiu reacted once more—he was, in fact, half a doctor himself; how could he have suddenly lost his composure like that?

Perhaps you might argue that even if it were halted, it would have no real impact. This is because there is a massive load-bearing entity supporting it, which is why sometimes you cannot feel or perceive just how severe such a situation truly is.

Pushing open the office door and stepping outside, he found Lao Zhou waiting for him. Seeing Chu Jiangqiu emerge safe and sound, Lao Zhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as Dongfang Jingru remained somewhat hesitant, a crisp and pleasant voice drifted over from not far away.

He opened his eyes slightly to see the Jade Rabbit beauty keeping her eyes tightly shut, looking desperately nervous. He even noticed that cold beads of sweat had broken out on her forehead from anxiety.

Cao Cao, however, did not speak immediately, fixing his gaze instead upon Sima Yi. Sima Yi met Cao Cao's stare without the slightest bit of fear, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned extremely bizarre. Xiahou Yuan had wanted to continue speaking, but seeing the tension in the air, he held his tongue.

Never before in the world had there been such a building: in the selection of construction materials, it abandoned traditional stone bricks and timber, turning instead to steel reinforcement and a type of concrete whose precise formula was unknown—at least, that was what the magazine said.