Chapter 59: Staying to Watch the Match

"You two, getting so close the moment you met? What's this? Trying to leave me out?"

Although she said this, a smile graced her face, clearly happy that everyone was getting along harmoniously.

Jiang Wuyang patted Sang Wan on the head, much like how one would coax a pet dog.

"Be a good girl, go play by yourself."

With that, seizing the momentum while the knowledge was still fresh in her mind, she went right back to working on her Chinese homework.

She looked as utterly determined as someone eager to join the Party.

Sang Wan's...

She always felt that her elder sister hadn't truly left; traces of her could be found everywhere in daily life, as if her sister were still right beside them.

Of course, to the eyes of similarly well-trained special forces operatives, this wasn't all that difficult to distinguish. Those whose eyes darted restlessly about and wore earphones were almost invariably agents.

Seeing Sophia at this moment, and connecting it with the Sophia from the restroom earlier, Gu Yue seriously doubted whether something was wrong with his eyes.

Since he had previously promised to petition the imperial court on their behalf for merits, having them dye camouflage fabric, tailor combat uniforms, and make wagon covers for the imperial delegation made asking King Zhou for rewards even more a matter of course.

In an abandoned villa deep in the northern forests of Russia, the special forces soldiers paused briefly to await the arrival of the Russian army aviation unit, which would provide them with additional fuel supplies.

He had assumed that those targeting the Jing family would probe through the Lu family as they had done in the past, and upon discovering the Jing family's dire situation, simply drop the matter.

Nironii-Furu uttered a scornful, sarcastic remark, then sprang up, hurtling toward Wu Yue like a bolt of lightning.

The awkwardness on Wu Yue's face vanished in a flash. Since he had made up his mind to rack up as many points as possible, his moral integrity had long since been cast back into the real world.

A person who wished to return to their homeland with the finest possible state of mind deserved respect, no matter how earth-shattering their transformation might be.

Before the match even began, sharp verbal sparring had already broken out on the combat stage. Meanwhile, the spectators below the stage began to murmur and discuss animatedly among themselves.

Behind her stood Ye Zifeng and the bottomless pit that was Mother Ye. She could not drag Shen Qi down with her; she knew Shen Qi would certainly never look down on her, but she herself could not bear to drag him into such a burden.

Angel led them through the VIP lane and up the elevator to the top floor. The indoor air conditioning was blasted on full, keeping it comfortably warm, and through the transparent glass, one could have a panoramic view of the surroundings.

One had to know that among the other factions, aside from a few leaders, none of their personnel possessed such fine weaponry and equipment.

As for the vivid redness of his hand, it was concealed beneath his wide sleeves like an unknown secret buried deep in his heart.

Just as he had suspected, he only wondered if this club was involved in all sorts of other shady businesses as well.

On the day of the expedition, Pei Yunyu sat proudly on horseback, clad in battle armor, his already handsome facial features exuding an even greater sense of stern majesty and oppressive presence.

Therefore, Lian Xinying deliberately took the cat outside to sweat. Once she was hot and sweating, her mind would only focus on how hot it was, keeping her from dwelling on how heartbreaking it was that her dad had left.

Senior Bo was a legend at First High. Ever since enrollment, he had ranked first in his entire grade for every single examination, and had been appointed Student Union President starting from the second semester of his freshman year.

Yet in truth, Elder Chen's face did not look old at all; only a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes suggested she might be around thirty years old.

With one hand, he supported Su Jie'er's slender shoulders, while the other lifted her exquisite chin, gazing intently into her eyes.

Luo Puxian's remark was quite timely. Tao Wanxian sprang abruptly to her feet, leaving behind only a hurried "Help me take care of Ningyue," before dashing out in a rush.

Awestruck by the strength displayed by both Zhang Danfeng and himself, everyone's anticipation for this battle reached its peak. For the practitioners in the arena, regardless of their level of power, could all see that this fight was approaching its climactic finale, and the victor would be decided in a matter of moments.

However, he also guessed that this sect rule must have been established by predecessors from earlier times. After all, the current leader of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, the Heavenly Mystery Elder, made no grand proclamations about bringing welfare to the world—at most, he sought to safeguard the safety of the martial arts community. And as a man of the jianghu, if given the opportunity and the capability, saving the martial world just once was not entirely out of the question.