Chapter 51: Will You Hug Me or Not?

Tang Youjin led Tang Yu around the banquet hall, and Tang Yu played along skillfully, speaking words that resonated with everyone she met after just a few sentences.

Having conversed for quite a while, Tang Yu noticed Tang Youjin still made no move to head in the direction where Lou Xizhou was.

Unable to help herself, she subtly tugged at the hem of his jacket.

Tang Youjin lowered his head to listen as she asked, "Brother, aren't we going over there? There are quite a few business leaders as well."

Tang Youjin glanced casually in the direction of her slight gesture and led her aside to speak.

"Recently..."

Meng Junmao also seemed to catch the sarcasm in Qin Cang's words. Although irritated, he dared not vent his anger and could only bear his grievance, twisting his body fiercely in the chair as he repeatedly adjusted his sitting posture.

As the two of them walked along, Bainuo suddenly asked, "I bet they must hate me to the core!" Recalling the expressions of Fan Jian and Zhou Xiaolin, she burst into loud laughter.

Ciyin smiled and nodded solemnly. "Leave this matter to your humble servant, Your Ladyship, please rest assured." With that, she bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

Xia Zixuan made his move, much like he had during their previous battle, his double fists transforming into phoenix dharma seals, resembling a phoenix spreading its wings with blazing flames scorching the sky.

The fine atmosphere of the army was so infectious that it even influenced the eighth prince. A month later, King Qing led the other seven princes on a special tour of the Azure Dragon Path, knowing that this particular night was dedicated to the evaluations of the deputy commanders and captains. The challengers had already been registered by Uncle Xiao the Fifth and Old Qian, and King Qing felt this was a magnificent grand event that he simply had to witness.

Sealed away? The moment this term appeared, my mind blew wide open, as if I had stumbled upon something extraordinary.

At that moment, I felt like crying. I grabbed Duan Feibai, pointed straight ahead, and rushed forward. Amidst the chaotic crowd, pushing and shoving, I finally made it to Brother Ba's side.

Ultimately, the bald man's words left me somewhat silent, yet all of this was indeed so cruel. I discovered that ever since I obtained honor from the strange being, everyone's attitude toward me had imperceptibly changed.

"You already admit that my resurrection ability is real. Since I am possessed of an undying body, why should I leave? I'm not going anywhere!" Xiao Yadan grew increasingly stubborn, shoving me aside with her elbow as she walked toward the Dragon God.

The great ambition spoken of by Yaoyuanzi referred to his foremost disciple right by his side. Hu Dazhi, standing nearby, nodded in agreement; indeed, he was simply incapable of climbing up.

Qian Duoduo looked at Mo Fei cautiously. If Mo Fei were to utter a single word of dissent, he would defy the very heavens themselves if that was what Mo Fei wanted.

Daoxuan sneered, "I never expected that after lying waste for so many years, Junior Brother still possesses such profound cultivation!" Even as he spoke, Daoxuan's sleeves billowed out, and reaching inward, he drew forth an ancient sword.

Chen Nan walked out in bewilderment, only to see masses of commoners everywhere. Upon seeing Chen Nan emerge, the people all cried out, "Long live the lord! Long live the lord!"

Especially now that their factions had diverged, it was better for each to remain loyal to their own side for the sake of past relations, with no need for such deep entanglements.

Su Mo wrapped her arms around Mo Fei's neck, let out a soft sob, and said gently, "It doesn't matter, Brother Sanha."

This was the first time he had ever sensed such intense murderous intent from Ning Chu, scaring him so badly that he dared not even draw a full breath.

Jiang Chen was already certain that his cultivation could be restored; otherwise, why would he have the leisure to joke around with his disciple?

Zuo Ci had no desire to emerge whatsoever. He was completely engrossed in the items given to him, spending every day cooped up at home.

Dressed entirely in black, the man looked like a cold-faced judge of the underworld as he produced a gift from behind his back like a magic trick and handed it to her.

Originally, had the God of Slaughter been the only tier-two evil god present at the scene, Agito could easily have used spatial manipulation to eliminate the God of Madness first, and then kited the God of Slaughter to death.

Yet a few years ago, that newly ascended Lord of the Firmament was no honest fellow either, having secretly contacted all the lords. Little did he know that the highest echelons of the Supreme Council were well aware of all these dealings.

Zhang Ye flicked his right hand, and a black orb instantly transformed into a sharp, long sword. Under Zhang Ye's mental command, the Truth-Seeking Ball sword slashed directly into the chakra magnetic field, cleaving it cleanly apart.