Volume 1, Chapter 58: No Hope for Promotion

"Exactly. Wearing a green hat on one's head—what man could ever endure that! Let's beat him up!"
"Let's go!"
"Could Xue'er have encountered such a thing?" He smiled faintly, radiating a peerless and dashing charm.
So much so that his disciples even believed their master held special feelings for this man.
Seeing her look at him like that, Wuxing nodded, yet shot a sharp glance toward Yuchen.
Chu Mo was slightly startled. Looking at Ziyan, who was so close at hand, he suddenly felt rather nervous. Usually, he was full of flippant and cynical remarks, but at this moment, he was utterly tongue-tied.
His Shennong Secret Arts had already reached the third tier; not only had he acquired the Shennong Earth Healing Technique, but his medical capabilities had also vastly increased.
Yuchen, however, was different. He seemed to know that his own feelings held little hope, yet he neither fought nor contended, and instead even advised him to take things lightly. He had never met anyone quite like Yuchen... He piqued his curiosity somewhat.
Clearly, he had not expected Yan Aige to employ such a reckless and desperate style of combat. In the very beginning, he was completely caught off guard.
With that, he leaned back once more, propping his feet up on the table, and with a smile, thoroughly enjoyed smoking a cigar amidst billowing smoke.
After practicing the newly taught military boxing routines about a dozen times, feeling that our movements were becoming familiar and that we only lacked refinement, the instructor led us to the camp gate with a mischievous grin, his eyes gleaming as though looking at a pile of wildly exciting toys.
Hearing her refuse so decisively, Ye Heng frowned slightly, thinking to himself: Does Huanhuan really welcome him that little? Is he truly that detestable?
Faced with these demands, what more could Lin Fan say? He simply nodded in agreement, figuring as long as they were happy, it was fine.
As for what was happening down below, why had no one appeared even after four hours? One could actually observe parts of the Ascending Heaven Ladder from here—at the very least, the final section, which accounted for roughly a quarter of the entire journey.
The four seasons of heaven and earth have no decisive influence on the stability or chaos of the human world; natural anomalies like falling stars and wailing trees are not terrifying. What is truly terrifying are human portents—namely, the turmoil and warfare caused by human affairs such as a foolish ruler and treacherous politics.
"Let's go, sister. Don't sit here and lower our own status," the young man said with a frown.
At this moment, An'an felt a touch of emotion. When the team leader had mentioned this earlier, everyone had taken it lightly, thinking the leader was worrying excessively. Their group had elite guards for protection, and this area was considered relatively safe to begin with, so how could anything go wrong? Of course, everyone felt that taking such precautions just in case wasn't a bad thing either.
This intense sense of disparity bred a deeply twisted sense of jealousy in Scorpio's heart, driving him to desire the death of Gong Shaoqing all the more.
Ning Dajun made a preliminary tally: over thirty people suffered burns, none of them severe, while a dozen or so sustained bruises and scrapes, which were practically negligible.
Mingyue narrowed his eyes. Ever since transmigrating to this era, he had grown accustomed to the customs of the wandering knights. Yet most of these knights still failed to break free from the category of scoundrels and rogues, though among them, there were also a few exceptions.
Xiao Xiwei raised her eyes to look at Lu Haiyang. The expression on her face remained completely unchanged, even the curve of her lips identical to the moment before. However, only Ruosu knew that Xiao Xiwei was not as calm and composed as she appeared on the surface, because the fingers she used to steady herself were pinching Ruosu's wrist with force.
"Wine, where is there wine?" Hearing the mention of wine, Chu Zuizhi's eyes lit up, and abandoning all poise, he lunged straight toward Xiao Xiyang.