That fierce glint in his eyes is something ordinary people simply do not possess.

"Fine, then I'll just wait and see."

Jiang Chiyu firmly pinned Bai Xue down, the corners of his mouth curling upward, completely unfazed by her threat.

"Enough! What are you all making a racket about?!"

A stern voice rang out from behind Jiang Chiyu, exuding absolute authority.

Jiang Chiyu looked in the direction of the voice, narrowing his eyes slightly as his gaze finally landed on a middle-aged man.

His brows were furrowed with gravity, and his expression carried evident displeasure.

Yet, the moment he caught sight of Jiang Chiyu, his eyes...

Amidst the talking, Yaya had already climbed onto the heated brick bed and reached out to touch the big tabby cat. The cat raised its head and let out a meow as a form of greeting, then continued lying there, squinting. Nursing litters is quite exhausting for any animal.

My master asked me: Based on your understanding of cats, what would a cat do if it were frightened? I said it would hide, perhaps under the bed. Master asked again: What if, while hiding under the bed, it sees someone continuing to close in? I said it would issue a warning, intimidating growls, and stare intently at the approaching person.

From Wang Yunzhong summoning her to do a task anyone else could replace, attempting to replace her, to Xia Xin having her return to do a task no one else could replace, causing the bodyguards to automatically step down.

Upon waking up, it was already broad daylight. When I opened my eyes, I found that Master had long been awake. Instead of calling out to me, he was sitting on the bed, looking at me with a face full of preoccupation. So I asked Master why he hadn't woken me, and Master's very first sentence was: Did you go to that sinkhole last night?

Being killed to death by a minion is one thing, but being soloed is utterly unforgivable. To put it simply, this is not a mistake a professional player should ever make.

In short, the meaning the entire hexagram wished to convey was roughly that the youngest son of this family, around the time of the Winter Solstice, had done something in the due north. This matter was related to something black associated with the water element, and the direct connection lay in the young son's hands and feet.

He was putting on that attitude again. He always talks a good game with us beforehand, but the moment he's allowed to leave, he goes straight to being a spy.

What he said sounded easy enough, but I figured the difficulty was actually quite high. I was basically completely clueless about formations. If I went over there and set up this formation incorrectly, wouldn't that mean I wouldn't be able to come back?

Because he had taken consecutive blows from the opponent just moments ago, he felt as though his internal organs had been shattered to pieces.

"Perhaps he wasn't saved by Leng Xiaoyun at all, but rather someone rescued you and simply had Leng Xiaoyun send you here! It is a terrible pity to have let that vicious villain slip away in vain!" Master Huikong said fiercely.

"Do we know who is leading the vanguard?" Sun Ce raised his sword-like brows. This time, they were considered part of Yuan Shu's vanguard, and Junyi was a place of strategic importance—modern-day Kaifeng was located right here. Sun Ce had originally intended to use this as his stronghold, but never expected someone else to seize it first.

Taking advantage of the squad leader's trip to the outhouse, we pounced on it like starving wolves. My second brother snatched a horse's hoof, hugged it all the way home like a precious treasure, lit a fire to scorch off the hair on the hoof, chopped it up, and threw it into a pot to boil. Once cooked, we drank the soup. The flavor of that soup was so extraordinary that it remains unforgettable to me decades later.

Storing the power of faith within musical instruments—Li Yunming thought of Liu Bailing's jade pipa, which could elevate her early-stage Holy String Martial artist strength to that of a deity, as well as the supreme clan treasure brought out by Xiuming, which possessed a similar power-boosting effect. Such a method capable of massively increasing one's strength was truly rare indeed.

If not for the sake of smoothly resolving the compensation issue in the old district, Ye Zifan would never have sung praises for Liu Qinggong, let alone humbled himself to endure his scolding. Yet without doing so, it would likely be difficult to silence public criticism. Ye Zifan sighed inwardly, his heart filled with helplessness.

"What are you all good for! Beat him up for me!!" The leader clutched his stomach, rolling in pain on the ground while still pointing at Mobai.

"I really want to be a mother for a while, just to see if I could actually feel what it's like to carry a few babies." She looked down at her belly, suddenly feeling a tinge of envy.