Volume 1, Chapter 59: Bathing Together? That Would Be Inappropriate!

"Right behind the left calf, there is a wound bitten by a wolf. Yesterday he was wearing shorts, but now he has changed into long pants, so naturally you couldn't see it."
Ye Feng added.
This addition made Li Dazhuang's face turn slightly pale.
"Coach Li, we would also like to believe you, could you please roll up your pants?"
The thin man said.
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Dazhuang's expression flickered uncertainly.
"What? Too afraid to roll them up?"
Ye Feng purposely added.
"You little brat, I didn't expect you to be quite skilled at sowing discord. You two, stop wasting time with him. Can you really hold back in front of such fair and beautiful women? Anyway, I can't..."
At that moment, Asur said, "I'll lure it over!" With that, she lunged forward a few steps, her movements as swift as the wind, striking directly beneath the Tamek Ant King. Her golden-flashing sword thrust upward, and Notan heard a crisp cracking sound as the golden light vanished abruptly.
"I asked as well, but they didn't say anything special, only that it was no trouble," Sun Yuancheng replied respectfully.
Clearly, this garment must have been brand new; the other party had changed into it the moment they stepped out of the light barrier, masking the injuries on their body.
"Oh!" Jane Zhang exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the title, as no one present understood Faith Co. better than she did.
After Wang Kangling finished speaking, he indicated that Sifengyi should begin speaking and tell everyone how the subscription project should be carried out.
The soldiers of the Ji army who had narrowly escaped with their lives were terrified by this scene, their legs trembling so violently they could barely stand, and the weaker-willed ones fell directly to their knees, vomiting violently.
"Regarding this hurdle of the Four Cities Joint Creation, I believe the probability of Gao Jue passing smoothly is quite high, and this is something that will certainly not cause you any worry. There is just one thing I would like to discuss with you further," Sha Luo said.

Such a rich scent of blood could be smelled even up here on the mountain; what kind of blood loss would be required to achieve this?
The middle-aged man supported his son's arm and said gently, his tone devoid of any blame or reprimand. It was simply the advice of a father out of care for his son.
Hearing this, Ling Duanxang gave a bitter smile: "What does it matter if one cultivates immortality?" His tone carried a hint of desolation, though he left the rest unsaid. "If I did not cultivate immortality and could remain a lifelong prodigal under the protection of my family's wings, I would be content." Yet given his temperament, how could he ever utter such words?
A piercing pain shot through his hand once more, and then his vision went black. After that, he knew nothing more.
Good grief, the original owner of this body had truly abysmal interpersonal skills. To put it nicely, she was annoying; to put it harshly, one might even say she provoked the wrath of both gods and men.
The Prince Regent was always so evasive; his words and reactions were always ambiguous, refusing to give a definitive answer.
I grabbed fiercely at the crotch of the large man blocking my way. In such a critical moment of life and death, I could no longer care about propriety. Gripping with all my strength, I instantly caught a large handful, and the man let out an immediate, miserable scream.
"I just want to run my business well and live comfortably for a few years." The ideal man doesn't just appear when desired, and Ye Laiiniang had no wish to become a laughingstock.
The matter ended just like that, but the subsequent outcome exceeded Ye Laiiniang's expectations. She hadn't expected her demeanor to catch the eye of her aunt, Madam Zhang—though that was a story for later.
Right now, the best approach was to make every single strike hit the mark, and preferably knock someone down with every blow. Therefore, Li Zifeng no longer cared whether his actions were despicable or not.
"You must think you're not good enough for me. Well, that's true; I look so good that few people are worthy of me. But I don't mind—after all, I'm blind," Lu Ran said with a straight face.
Li Zifeng knew her. He was the one who had interviewed her. At that time, the girl had looked as if she had been bullied, timid and shrinking. Yet only after a few days at the company, her entire personality seemed to have changed.
I gave a soft chuckle and said, "If I hadn't come prepared, would I have just walked into your Feast at Hong Gate?" As I spoke, Yang Xiaofan and I simultaneously drew our pistols and pointed them at their heads.
"Wang Mo, you didn't leave?" She had taken a heavy beating, but upon seeing me, she forced back the pain and flashed a surprised, happy smile.
"Liu Minghai, when can we get out of here?" Shui Ling had lost her usual liveliness, looking at me with a somewhat oppressive expression. Despite being mentally prepared, spending a whole day walking in the fog still chipped away at most of one's patience.
As if finding an ally, Feng Yuxuan immediately exaggerated and repeated what the Grand Tutor's grandson had said.

Hearing this, the hearts of the various young talents skipped a beat, and they all grew awkward, holding their wine glasses and freezing in place. As for whether Luo Yunfei's breakthrough to the immortal realm had failed, probably only Nie Tian could tell.
"Sister, I'm going!" At that moment, Hu Qing was seen stepping onto the ninety-ninth stair, walking toward the nine-sided drum. Upon arriving beneath it, however, a faint smile appeared on her face.
Rao Pei'er noticed that Ran Siniang was somewhat reluctant, and she actually pressed right up against him, hugging his arm and acting coquettishly.
Now that Lou Tianji had arranged for the two of them to face each other, it had to be said that this would be a breathtaking and magnificent battle.
"Teacher," Jiuchong kowtowed respectfully and addressed him as teacher, formally establishing their master-disciple relationship.
"Do you want to fight?" He Dongfeng replied coldly, picking up his rice bowl to eat seriously, ignoring the boring He Dongyi.
"Jin Zhuliu, Tian Xuanxue, seventh and eighth!" Tie Zhongtang, the master of the Nine Extremes Palace, wore an expression of sheer disbelief, his face somewhat flushed. Clearly, this was not what he had anticipated; now, all his hopes rested solely on Shenfeng, who was the absolute centerpiece of this trip to the Divine Martial Realm.
Jiang Liu's gaze landed on the top of a towering giant tree, and with a soft smile, he transformed into a streak of sword light and charged toward it.
Lu Liu was also puzzled by the opponent's move, stepping up to the lane to place two wards first, and then retreating directly, stepping out of the vision provided by Alistar.
Old Master Kun was extremely principled. Clearly capable of stopping everyone from fighting, he remained aloof for the sake of fairness.
Wei Bo was the Northern Mountain Lord, Liu Jinglong was a sect master, Liu Chongrun was an island master, Sun Qing was the master of the Colorful Sparrow Manor, and Xu Xingjiu was the lord of the Cloud City. It was against etiquette, so the matter had to be dropped.
In the massive Xuantian City, no matter what their status or height, everyone was now prostrate on the ground. The vault of heaven currently displayed an eerie purplish-black hue, and an oppressive, terrifying demonic might swept through the entire city.
The King of Qin had always been considering how to turn the Apricot Grove into his own private clinic. With the medical expertise of Zhang Jinhua and the Apricot Grove, coupled with the great reputation of Saint Sun, mentioning it would act like a reassuring pill, reducing any worries on the battlefield.
"I was supposed to die, tricked by someone surnamed Chu. But I have great fortune and survived; not only did I not die, but I turned misfortune into a blessing. The True Dragon Fist has reached the fourth level, a realm even my master never attained. Now I'm no longer afraid of that Chu fellow. I was always worried you'd be buried underground and never wake up," said the Erliang Beggar.