Chapter 37: Help Has Arrived? No, It’s a Liability

Zhou Susu’s words scared the man in the floral shirt half to death.

The splintered end of the chopstick was still pressed against his right hand. With the slightest exertion, she could draw blood.

The greasy man could clearly feel the numbness and pain radiating from his right hand.

He had no doubt that this beautiful woman, who became more terrifying than the devil whenever she threw a punch, truly meant to do exactly as she said.

“Ma’am! No, big sister, I was wrong! I really was wrong!”

Su Jinliang was dissatisfied with his answer. She felt as though something she had set her sights on had suddenly become the object of someone else’s covetous attention.

After quietly dismissing the finance manager, she promoted Yang Xiangqin, the most senior employee in the finance department, to the position. The decision did not provoke much discontent.

Feeling Zhang Ze’s gaze fall upon them once more, Rakshasa King Luo Nabo and the others grew so tense that their throats felt as though they concealed a Golden Crow, scorching hot and ready to spit fire.

According to their specifications, cluster munitions can generally be divided into three categories: conventional clusters, artillery-shell clusters, and missile clusters.

He stared at the wound across his hand. His eyes were dark and deep, calm as stagnant water. Only his tightly clenched jaw and the bulging veins at his temples revealed how far from calm he truly was.

He then subjected him to a series of rudimentary tortures: threading iron wire through his body, bathing him in leeches, roasting him with electric shocks, strapping him to the tiger bench, pouring pepper water over him, and hanging him up by his limbs. Only the day before had he finally severed both his arms and legs, stuffed his ears with pig manure, plugged his nostrils with sheep dung, and placed him inside a chamber pot that had not been washed for three years.

Strictly speaking, it was north of Guangyangba Airport, atop what would later become Yufeng Mountain Forest Park.

There was little worth mentioning about the process itself. Li Si was merely curious as to why a Moon Spirit Leopard from the great elven forest in the south had appeared in the heartland of a human kingdom.

Lightning flickered across the enormous dog’s body as it charged forward, brutally attempting to smash through the goat mount blocking its path.

As Luo Yunchu listened to Cheng Lei’s explanation, she felt that it was truly an excellent idea. It fulfilled the guests’ wishes while also giving everyone who came to dine at the restaurant something to look forward to. That would greatly benefit the restaurant’s reputation, creating a virtuous cycle in the days to come.

“His Highness is absolutely right. I believe that day will come.” The ten men answered with smiles, speaking the exact same words in perfect unison.

“Relax. I’m not the sort of person who doesn’t know where to draw the line. I merely want to see what the number-one beauty of the Lingxue Kingdom really looks like. I won’t do anything reckless.” Hua Shangxue replied with a smile, having complete confidence in her own self-restraint.

Everyone understood perfectly well that Shen Feng truly possessed such ability. If Shen Feng said he intended to kill Zhao Jin, then Zhao Jin might well breathe his last in the very next moment. After all, even three supreme experts who were practically divine beings—Yi Buwei, Guo Mutian, and Ying Qubo—had been unable to withstand a single move from Shen Feng. Zhao Jin was certainly no exception.

[Note One]: Zhang Wen heard that Cao Gong was campaigning against Jingzhou and had already pacified Hanzhong, so he sent Yin Pu of Henei to pay his respects to Cao Gong. This concerns the appearance of Yin Pu.

I could have guessed with my toes what Xu Lin meant by “trouble,” so I pretended not to hear her, turned around, walked out, and pulled the door shut behind me.

When Du Flamingo heard Simon say that it would never appear again, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yet as time passed, he thought of a possibility—a possibility he did not want to consider.

Lin Feng found these security guards fairly easy to deal with. Although all of them had received some martial training, Lin Feng merely moved casually a few times before—

So it was extremely difficult to see people of first-rate ability fight one another at an alliance gathering. At least, no such contest had appeared at a university alliance meeting in the past decade, and the high-school gatherings were even less likely to produce one. Shen Feng could therefore understand why everyone was so fixated on a first-rate duel. After all, he had once harbored the same thought.

But none of this had much to do with Su Yan and Xiao Muxuan. The great explosion in the Void Realm had not affected them to any significant degree.