Chapter Fifty-Five: Why Is Wenbin Situ So Enthusiastic?

"How could that be!" Situ Wenbin looked as if he were deeply wounded. "Miss Fang, heaven and earth bear witness—I truly am your fan!"

Ever since she had witnessed her own husband succumb to a split personality, Fang Zhiyin felt that she could accept anything that happened, no matter how strange. Including the fact that a promising young director claimed to be her admirer.

"If you’re willing, would you come with me to the film company for a discussion later?" Situ Wenbin, afraid that Fang Zhiyin might think he was deceiving her, quickly added another sentence.

"Isn’t this too fast?"

"Then when would be convenient for you?"

"I’m not sure yet."

"No problem. I’ll head over first, and when we have enough to talk about..."

At the end of the corridor, far from the bustling hall, it was much quieter. Han Siyou disliked noisy places; whenever he needed to rest, he would always choose somewhere like this.

Desire is the greatest flaw in humanity, born when heaven first shaped man. Because of such intoxicating longing, seduced by beauty, the world is rife with misfortune. Yet, precisely because of this passionate desire, each human life displays its own unique meaning.

The reeds towered above their heads as the four entered the thicket. "Wait!" Cold Blade sensed something and the group halted.

"I’ll be going now." Watching Huyan Xu’s departing back, a cold and sinister light flashed in Zhang Yuan’s eyes.

Hua Qianmo murmured some incantation; suddenly, a red orb shot out. Pressing her palms together, she quickly stepped back to Hua Qing’s side.

At this moment, no one noticed that beneath the sinkhole, wisps of black smoke seemed ignited, curling from the fissures in the mountain wall, spiraling and gathering into a thin stream flowing straight to the bottom.

Ye Shaoxuan’s strength had already surpassed the realm of the Supreme Sage. He knew these four were merely sent by the Bloodthirsty Faction to probe him. Ye Shaoxuan’s true adversary was still watching him coldly.

"To be honest, boss, I’ve been here once before. It was for a friend’s birthday party." Zhang Hu’s face flushed, a little embarrassed.

"Alright, let’s go!" At that moment, Liu Xing suddenly noticed that the audience, once so close, had somehow distanced themselves. In fact, a five-meter radius around Liu Xing and the princess was completely cleared.

On the surface, Luo Nan was restraining her forcefully, but in truth, Lin Xiaohuan felt not the slightest pressure.

Thinking of Wang Yuyan, Zhuge Qing’er suddenly had an epiphany. Her big eyes darted back and forth, gazing at Wang Bo with flickering surprise. She had never paid attention to such things before, but now, upon reflection, understanding dawned.

Gu Chen cast a puzzled look at the eccentric, rule-defying madman before him—his master. He asked, "Don’t force yourself anymore. Come into my arms!" Jiang Chengce said, opening his arms wide.

The ruler of Yan was in a foul mood. Hearing disrespectful words behind him, his anger only grew. He turned to face those behind him.

The surging energy exploded in his mouth, enveloping his entire body, prompting Su Yang to let out a roar of satisfaction.

However, Han Yingying did not dodge; she simply met Jiang Chengce’s gaze. This left Jiang Chengce feeling awkward, so he quickly withdrew his hand, deliberately feigning shyness and avoiding her eyes.

Of course, he couldn’t forget that today he was to accompany Han Qiming, leading the team to gaze at the moon.

When Murong Ke and Chen Rong spoke of Wang Hong, it seemed casual at first, but the longer they talked, the deeper Murong Ke’s frown became.

Jiang Chengce drove his bright red 2008 Dodge Viper convertible, speeding to a cinema like a gust of wind.

The team battle tournament tested each member’s ability to cooperate. Yet, in this grand contest, teamwork was not highly valued. After all, the academy competition was organized by the Lunar Military to prepare for possible future conflicts. In war, cultivators rarely charge in groups.

After severing my sisterhood with Shen Yuefu, we seldom contacted each other. Yet, the grudges of the previous generation have nothing to do with the children; I have always sincerely cherished Xuanbao.