Volume One, Chapter 23: Is This How You Treat Your Guests?

"Are you sick?"

Chu Lingtian felt like laughing. Was Xu Feiyan a bit too narcissistic?

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him follow!"

Too lazy to waste any more words on Chu Lingtian, Xu Feiyan waved her hand. A waiter from inside quickly approached and blocked Chu Lingtian's path. "Sir, this is a private club. Do you have a reservation?"

In reality, it was just a place to eat; no reservation was needed. However, the waiter recognized Xu Feiyan—the eldest daughter of the Xu family. He knew exactly who to fawn over and who he couldn't afford to offend.

Seeing Chu Lingtian stopped, Xu Feiyan felt a tinge of triumph. She scoffed and walked inside, looking as arrogant as a princess. Because of her appointment with Young Master Zheng a few days ago...

After giving himself a pep talk, Link finished his self-reflection, engaged in deep meditation, and then fell asleep.

Inside the inn, the others witnessed the scene and broke into boos. Although the Undying Grass was precious, wasn't every great expert present a person of status? A mere stalk of Undying Grass was not something they found impressive.

When everyone heard there were new items, they were naturally happy to try them. Upon tasting, they found the noodles chewy, the broth fresh and savory, the watermelon thirst-quenching, and the eggs delicious.

Perhaps this was because cultivators themselves had a resistance to life-extending treasures, or perhaps because the heavens did not allow one to continuously extend their lifespan through such items, imposing a hard limit.

Song Yue acted like she had received a new toy, circling around 381. She made it revert to its original, exquisite, and beautiful appearance before satisfiedly hugging it; she had long wanted someone to hold her.

This method was different from focused shallow meditation; it was like the difference between playing on your phone while it charges versus charging it exclusively.

Xiao Yichen's move shocked everyone present. Those familiar with him knew that his mastery of both blade and sword was his true self, the ultimate display of his power.

"What's going on? Do you two know about this?" Xiang Kun looked astonished, feeling like an outsider.

While Fang Yang's true body was traveling frantically with the Destiny Great World, discussing the invasion plan, his avatar had already reached the outskirts of the third Great World.

"No. At least, not the kind of affection needed to live together." Tong En shifted her gaze.

The four had been hiding in the personal space, eavesdropping. When Bruce brought up the past, it touched them, and Sophie became emotionally unstable, causing the four of them to be ejected from the space.

There were several deep finger marks on the basement wall, likely made by Adele. The table and chairs that had been in the center of the room were now a pile of broken wood; it was clear a fierce struggle had occurred.

As soon as the extremely unfamiliar "Formation" seal appeared, Zhu Sha immediately felt a terrifying aura.

Look at that zombie legion behind them; it was growing like a snowball, following the bus. The scene was quite spectacular.

Liu Meimei knew that he would agree to anything she said at this moment, but whether he would go back on his word after getting up was another matter. She sighed softly and allowed the man to proceed.

His intent in sending flowers was to test whether Qi Zhuxue had feelings for him. Her returning food probably meant she did.

Sophie said in a panic, "Let's eat something before we go over!" Her logic was simple: she wanted to use the mealtime to call Chen Zui and let him prepare.

The young man finally retracted his gaze, took one last reluctant look, and then obediently lowered his head to follow behind the captain.

Feeling that fierce aura, Niuniu stepped back in fright, timidly looking up at Qi Zhuxue.

"You two are too amazing! You actually caught such a big fish and grabbed crabs too!" Su Xiang expressed her admiration.

"Dad, you didn't come here just to say that, did you?" Yun Hao sensed something was off and looked cautious.

These five shrines were the ones most frequented by Tokyo citizens. Whether it was birth, death, marriage, or any major life event, they were inseparable from these places. Even the high-and-mighty royal family and ministers were no exception.

Then, taking advantage of the moment he lowered his head, Duanmu Ci glared sideways at Weiyue. What happened to "a man's sense of duty"? Is this what "duty" means to you Japanese—stabbing your own teammate?

*Pop, pop, pop.* The rifles spat out faint tongues of fire, the sound softer than pistols from the old era. A dozen bullets traced a high arc, and more than half flew through the window nearly 1,000 meters away. In his rage, Luther displayed marksmanship he would never normally show.

"Cousin, how are you going to thank me?" Hua Ningxiang got out of the car, walked up to Wan Yi, and smiled, triumphantly waiting for her reward.

What was the principle behind this? A time machine? Although she had some questions in her mind, she didn't want to ask; it was meaningless. The other three seemed to think the same, as no one spoke.

"Pah! What are you?" Li Qingshan flew into a rage. He spat, but the other party dodged it with a flash.

"Why?" the Commander shouted, on the verge of a breakdown. He simply could not comprehend such a situation.

Although Ye Xinghun did not use his spiritual sense to probe the newcomer, he could tell from Hu Mei's eyes that he must have seen this person before.

Luo Yunkai seemed more inclined to believe the mine slaves, but there was no physical evidence. Especially since the message mentioned that hundreds of mine slaves were nowhere to be found, he couldn't just arrest Qian Fu on intuition alone. His position now was the Lord of the Immortal Mechanism Mansion in Changqing City, not an ordinary cultivator; if he were the latter, it would have been easier to handle.

Chang'e only felt the energy shot from Jin Chengwu's scepter pierce her heart like a razor-sharp dagger. The throbbing pain was so intense it left her gasping for air.

Just as they were speaking, the phone in Horrid's pocket rang. He took it out, his expression shifted slightly, and he apologized to Ike, saying, "I need to take this." With that, he left the office.

Jin Yuan was speechless for a moment. Yes, he also remembered that the manager of Fulham for the next season was a Dutchman; he just hadn't expected it to be Martin Jol.

Getting the ball, Alonso didn't hold onto it for too long. Experienced players know to avoid their weaknesses and maximize their strengths; this is the best way to extend their careers and maintain a high level of competitiveness.

Qu Yi had once said that the Qiang people's fighting style was somewhat like a "one-wave" strategy in real-time strategy games, or rather, they truly practiced Cao Gui's famous theory: "The first drum boosts morale, the second drains it, and the third exhausts it."

Nie Feng didn't even have time to be surprised when the four triangular roof tiles suddenly acted like four trapdoors, tilting inward. The tower's support and spire remained in place, but the ground beneath Nie Feng's feet vanished instantly. With no support, he was forced to plummet downward.

Guan Yu was righteous throughout his life. His face was naturally as red as his passionate heart, and his loyalty shone like the sun and moon. History praises him for possessing "loyalty, righteousness, wisdom, benevolence, and courage" in full.

"This rule is excellent," Churchill said, supporting it first. The British Empire now held the title of one of the world's four powers in name only. Without the reality of strength beyond possessing nuclear fission bombs, being able to exert influence on international affairs through the status of a permanent member of the UN Security Council was naturally ideal.