Chapter 101: Rewarded with an Elixir

The old man saw his “goddaughter” nearly disfigured by a single slap from Ma Wu. Shock and disbelief swept over him. Pointing at Ma Wu, he trembled uncontrollably, and only after a long while managed to stammer, “You... you have a heart of stone.”

Ma Wu toyed with the cuff of his sleeve and said indifferently, “When teaching a mad dog a lesson, why bother showing mercy?” Ma Wu said...

The only difference was that Inoue Yinghua now possessed all the memories he had acquired since entering Academy City, and he knew exactly how he ought to recover the rest of them.

This wasn’t a dream, was it? How could he have returned after so little time?

Ru Yan was overjoyed, yet also terribly afraid. She feared that if this turned out to be a dream, the disappointment upon waking would be even more crushing.

The grand auditorium had two levels and could accommodate more than a thousand people at once. Before long, every seat was occupied. The students outside did not leave, however; they all stood in the aisles, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

How could Newton have come without making any preparations? With a casual snap of his fingers, some twenty suits of armor immediately flew out of the sea behind him. Newton knew that his own combat strength would never be the greatest. His true capital lay in his external equipment.

As Hu Yanhai spoke, he raised a hand and flicked his sleeve. The sorcerers waved both hands through the air once more, sending ripples spreading outward in wave after wave until they vanished. The air, which seemed almost solid, slowly melted away amid the spreading ripples, like ice thawing beneath the sun.

Seeing the men storming toward them, the waiter naturally did not dare to resist. He could only take the keys and go unlock the door.

The enormous wolf-ape thundered past everyone, turning as it ran. The others broke into cold sweat from fright. Only then did they believe Chen Youbin’s words: the huge creature was already blind. If it could see how many people had arrived, it would certainly vent the fury it felt toward Chen Youbin on all of them.

Because it was the first day of the new term, the students were unusually excited and had arrived early. The moment they entered the classroom, they were assailed by such a tumult of voices that their ears could find no peace.

After someone put it that way, the hesitation faded from the eyes of those who had been torn by indecision, and their gazes immediately grew resolute.

Seeing this, Shen Qiu and the others turned pale. Though they had been displeased by Gu Yan’s words, if anything truly happened to him at the Shen residence, the Shen family would bear an inescapable responsibility.

Zhu Houhuang had spent several days on tenterhooks, but little by little he began to relax. He handed the entire mess over to Yu Dayou, for he had something more important to attend to: preventing the spread of the disease.

A cold wind swept past, and the sound vanished at once. The demonic energy covering the lake suddenly stirred, transforming into a gigantic palm that lunged straight toward Yi.

That was why Tome Pires went to such lengths to proclaim Portugal’s strength: to intimidate the Great Ming and pursue a relationship of equality with it.

Zhu Houhuang’s appetite for intelligence was limitless, but the funds allocated to the Embroidered Uniform Guard were not. The more Zhu Houhuang demanded of Wu Fengyi, the less capable she became of completing her assignments.

“Pfft!”

Situ Xuan collapsed. At that moment, a faint smile appeared on his paper-pale face as his body lay amid the marshland.

He approved of Yang Shen’s plan from a strategic standpoint. But as for how it should actually be carried out, Zhu Houhuang would not listen to Yang Shen.

Ji Feng had his own conjecture as well. He suspected that the Nameless One’s method was likely connected to his experiences during the Asking Heaven period. Thus, even as he worried, Ji Feng also believed that the Nameless One could see through the predicament and return as a king.

Zhang Xuyin had, after all, once been a vice president of a major corporation. Although he was now left with nothing, he still retained a great many connections. His former habit of cultivating an air of refinement and befriending wealthy merchants and prominent figures from society had not been in vain.