Chapter Sixty-One: Bai Haochen's Sacred Awakening and Bai Lingxuan's Grandparental Affection

Li Xin truly envied Bai Haochen’s natural talent. It seemed she had chosen her younger brother wisely. Judging from this, Bai Haochen must have been trained by a formidable warrior—at least a sixth-tier Radiant Knight. My god, a ten-year-old knight-in-training; such talent was astonishing. Hearing Li Xin’s words, Bai Nianxuan glanced at her calmly, remaining silent so as not to disturb Bai Haochen’s trial.

Bai Haochen swung his refined iron sword at the black stone pillar ahead. With a resounding crash, Fiona sensed, in that instant, her spirit’s oppression transformed into genuine loyalty. This was not something a killer loyal only to their organization could have accomplished.

Wang Shiying, though neither a prodigy nor a top student, was diligent and sharp-minded. With Zhu Yi secretly helping her, there was no need to worry about her grades. The only downside was that her classmates suffered: not only were they forced to devote themselves to their studies, but they also had to watch her and Zhu Yi’s public displays of affection every day, tormenting their hearts.

This was the Apex Tower of Noxus, its height only fifteen meters shy of the King’s Tower. It stood as the cornerstone of Noxus, the highest peak aside from the throne itself. It was formed by the five great families of Noxus, enduring clans renowned for their prowess in battle.

Long Hao closed his eyes, as if plunged into a blissful dream, a gentle, warm smile spreading across his face.

The head of publicity remarked, “I never expected to witness such a grand drama this year. But… if I know too much, will I be silenced?” At eight o’clock in the evening, no one in the villa had gone to sleep yet. Hiding such a large, living person in her room meant the risk of discovery was high.

Fiona watched her quietly, but her hand subtly twisted the sword embedded in her abdomen. He gently stroked her soft waist, peeling off the clothes she had just put on, leaving her lying in his arms as innocent as a newborn.

Speaking of busyness, Cold Shaoting appeared to be the busy one, yet every time Gu Ning met him, they barely had a few days together. There was always something or another to keep them apart.

But Yuan Qiangxin never took Yuan Yue Sha’s sincere words to heart; instead, they inflamed her anger even more, frustrating her deeply.

Now that they had reached the Water Shadow Tower, Bai Mian saw no need to restrain the Wood Release technique anymore, and simply let the two out.

Even Yuan Youping was a little surprised; after all, she knew the Yuan family had only been training for a little over a month.

Bai Mian stared at Long She for a while, seeing she made no move, stroked his chin and muttered to himself, though the words were clearly meant for her.

Chu Zihang strode forward, waved his hand, and several security guards recoiled as if shocked.

Since he dared to fire and alert his yacht, he clearly had no fear. If he was invited over, there was no reason for him to care.

Xuan Yuan Mubai did not insist—she was now rightfully his wife, and he had all the time he needed to melt her heart.

Seeing Buhui hesitate, Lu Zhijie stepped forward, dragged her to the sofa by the bed, and pressed her down to sit.

The people surrounding Gista at the base of the building had no idea what was happening upstairs—perhaps the tower was too tall for them to look up, or perhaps they trusted their own firepower.

“Sweetheart…” Tong Yujin soothed the children while continuously kissing their cheeks. The two crowded her until she sat on the floor, holding one in each arm. The mother and her two children cried together for a long time.

He would need much time to win Ji Tangtang back, so for now, since she refused his escort, he simply did not insist.

Without a trace of shyness, she reached out, affectionately hooked his neck, and offered her delicate lips.

She never looked outside; with a loud “bang,” the door slammed shut. Not long after, the main door echoed with another slam. Liu Chengjun listened, said nothing, and his expression slowly hardened.