Volume One, Chapter Twenty-One: What Does It Mean to Go Too Far?

Wang Ergou was also inwardly uneasy, but he had to force himself to appear calm. Narrowing his eyes deliberately, he raised his voice and scolded, “Women always have so much nonsense! Master Tiger coming to our house for dinner is doing me, Wang Ergou, a favor. Hurry up and serve the food!”

Such was Wang Ergou’s standing at home.

But what followed soon revived his spirits, for when Zhao She announced his orders for rewards and punishments, Wang Ergou instantly perked up.

“But up to now, I haven’t seen any of the money saved!” Xiao Xiwei said coldly, showing no regard for Steward Lin’s face.

This was meant for use in special times—once the experts from the Four Seasons Begonia returned, they wouldn’t be as strict.

Although Luo Zhenxiang remained silent, his expression betrayed some dissatisfaction with such arrangements in the formation.

At this moment, among all the martial masters present, he did not believe anyone could match his own strength—he was the true leader here, and he would claim the largest share.

“Demon, let’s see where you try to run! Watch as I unleash the Truefire of Samadhi!” With those words, he directed his Samadhi Truefire at the yellow talisman paper. Yet, unexpectedly, the talisman spun through the air as it fell, drifting in the direction of Fengyi Palace.

“I know you won’t spare my life,” Ye Tianyun replied, his demeanor calm, as if life and death meant nothing to him.

“I seem to have an antidote pill on me—let me try it.” With that, Jingxuan hurriedly took out a detoxifying pill and swallowed it.

The bank executives had rushed over anxiously, but when they learned someone had infiltrated the bank’s internal system, they were all stunned.

“Fellow Daoist, what my disciples said is a bit different from your account. Tell me, am I to believe an outsider, or should I trust them?” the goateed man said.

“Remembering? That reminds me—I nearly forgot. Back in September, you said you drank willingly. Did you perhaps know something?” Yu Mixin fixed her gaze on Hua Shangxue and suddenly asked.

Guo Huai watched as Xiahou Yuan and Cao Xiu withdrew with their men. He knew it was necessary to block the Shu army. Guo Huai fought as he retreated, but Jiang Wei pursued him relentlessly. Time and again, Guo Huai took aim, firing several arrows at Jiang Wei, but Jiang Wei evaded them all.

Before Zheng Fenghua, demonic energy had been swirling wildly, but now it suddenly receded into his body. A blue light flashed forth, radiating a powerful aura, and his face returned to normal, no longer so chilling and sinister.

To rule over the vast Blazing Fire Desert, the Fire Beetle must possess unrivaled talent and power.

Before long, the surrounding flames converged, trapping Kong Rong within a sea of fire. The three loyal guards who managed to avoid it knelt on the scorching ground—their trouser knees burnt through—yet they felt no pain, for the pain in their hearts far outweighed everything else.

Simon suddenly strode toward the cabin. Fiona, with her back to him, did not see that his pitch-black eyes had begun to turn red, like those of a demon… and his words sounded like the pronouncement of imminent death.

Military rank is, after all, just a symbol—if one’s own strength is sufficient, promotion is not difficult.

Suddenly, Simon was startled by a thought: that man who called from Alabasta—could it be that since then, the Five Elders had set their sights on him?

Hua Shangxue was quite surprised by this “Fourth Lord” with the triangular eyes. Whether it was riding together or his words of advice just now, he had not acted as she expected.

Asma returned the knife with great reluctance—clearly, he was very fond of his blade.

Wen Fangfei came up with all sorts of reasons to persuade and comfort herself—in truth, it was just that she couldn’t bring herself to apologize.

Fang Yanxi found his sister’s strange manner both amusing and endearing, and he couldn’t help but shake his head and burst out laughing.