Chapter 39: Yi Rongkun's Dark Past

"What's the rush?" Yi Zhongxiang chided his second son, unable to help himself at the sight of the young man’s impatient display. "It’s been said that your time hasn't come yet; being anxious won't change anything."

"That is all our little girl can say for now; you are not to press her any further." He was worried that if his youngest daughter revealed too much, it might take a toll on her health or interfere with her future development.

"That's right, Quanwen. You are still young, there is no need to rush." Liu Guoxiang also took into account the risks of their daughter divulging these glimpses into the future.

With a flash of crimson spiritual flame, the stone dissolved into ashes amidst a flurry of crackling sounds.

These conditions aligned perfectly with the standards sought by talented men of that era to identify their liege, so Zhao Yun was likely, as in history, looking to follow Liu Bei.

The mysterious figure in the black robe remained uneasy, personally overseeing the entire production process to ensure not even the slightest error occurred.

"Lord Underworld of the Tides, is that truly the extent of your abilities? My heart pulse is right here, waiting for you to come and claim it." Xu Yang said, tapping his own chest.

"Your Majesty of the Feather, if you have need, the experts of the Twelve Palaces are ready to serve you in China."

Li Xingyun had now entered the realm of the Subtle Dao, and his perception of the world around him had naturally been greatly amplified.

"The young lady's insight is profound. I am truly impressed!" I said, cupping my hands in a gesture of sincere admiration.

Strangely, the reflection in the mirror did not mimic the movements of its original; instead, it turned away with a dazed look in its eyes and walked into the depths of the mirror world.

When Luo Changfeng saw them, a rare trace of joy flickered across his face. But as he gradually noticed Jiang Manlou’s rather listless complexion, his smile faded slightly.

Ye Xing nodded. "I know. He is forcing our hand, pushing the Council to intervene and help him reclaim the Red Flame Stone that belongs to Skyfire City. Furthermore, I suspect he may have broken through to the fourth level."

The other security team member standing behind took out a smoke grenade, ready to deploy it.

Su Yingmei could never have imagined that the incident that night would be the last time she saw Lü Haotian in the country. To this day, she could clearly recall his appearance: covered in blood, with blood staining the corners of his mouth, yet he had whispered to comfort her, telling her he was fine.

Su Yuyang took out his phone and, catching Ling Miao off guard, kissed her. With a "click," the moment of happiness was captured forever.

"Enough, enough. How is Jiahao? Has he been reflecting on his actions?" Mo Qifeng turned, hands behind his back, and walked inside. "He has. I gave him quite a lesson," Du Xuan replied, following him.

Once Tony Stark had left, Jimmy dared to approach, and Skye climbed out of the vehicle.

This was actually a misunderstanding; monsters do not need to be put on a wanted list, as their non-human appearance makes them noticeable to everyone. Spider-Man, however, can hide among ordinary people, and only by putting a bounty on him can he be flushed out.

The Joint Command Center was located in the suburbs of Los Angeles, an area now teeming with troops. With guards stationed every few steps, security was incredibly tight. Wang Kai and Tony had passes for their vehicles, and after a rigorous inspection, they entered the military camp, where Coulson was already waiting for them.

Ling Yang walked to the side to pick up his phone card and caught a glimpse of Yihana magically producing an identical Nokia phone, calling her followers to have the money sent to the hospital immediately.

Inspired by Wu Wudi, Xia Yang felt a surge of heroism in his chest and, using the same method, drained his wine jar in one breath.

Amidst the applause, many in the crowd secretly gave Ye Tian a thumbs-up, whether they liked him or not.

With a sharp "crack," a tree as thick as a man was snapped in two by the impact, and the falling trunk nearly buried Darui beneath it.

Kang Mang'ang frowned. Being a newcomer, he was unfamiliar with everything here and had intended to ignore the situation. However, the youth seemed determined to cause trouble for him. Seeing that Kang Mang'ang paid him no mind, the boy let out a cold snort and actually prepared to attack him.