30 Roses

In the late autumn, the capital was filled with swirling sand and dust. Much like the weather, an intangible, murderous aura permeated the air.

Some of Jack’s fanatical followers could no longer contain their fury, hurling insults and demanding to know why Xiao Fei dared to look down on him.

Meanwhile, in the provinces of Fujian, Guangdong, and Guangxi, where there was a long-standing tradition of seeking a living abroad, a massive number of able-bodied young men began migrating to Borneo, which was reportedly now under the control of the "Pseudo-Song" century. Their homelands had become uninhabitable due to the exorbitant taxes imposed by the Manchu officials.

It could be used entirely as a substitute for coal; it lacked the heavy smoke and pungent odor of coal, and was even more economical.

The momentum was so overwhelming that no warning from Li Yi was needed; the others realized the situation was dire and turned to flee without a moment’s hesitation.

Deng Fugui smiled broadly, glanced at the door that had just been closed, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"It seems you have no choice but to risk taking the SEAL transport craft back to the submarine and arrange a new rendezvous point with Abu, far away from the British," Frank said to Johnny.

With Yuan Shouren’s words, the surrounding crowd truly believed him. They shifted their hostility toward Zhou Yun, insisting that he must pay. At the prompt of several elders, two strong young men prepared to forcibly pin Zhou Yun down and compel him to kneel.

Beyond what his spiritual sense could detect, the entire square was a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, reeking of blood. The Black Stone Palace stood silent and lifeless, as if it had been abandoned for endless ages.

"Please, Great Protector Long Wei, calm your anger. I was merely using an analogy. The key point is that I do not trouble others unless they trouble me; but if they do, I shall certainly not hold back. Of course, if I have truly violated the sect's rules, I would not wish to put you in a difficult position—whether to imprison or execute me, the choice is yours!" Zhou Yun hurriedly added.

At that moment, Ye Feng could sense the laws of the universe flowing around his opponent, enveloping the spiritual fruit before them.

Once again, the sound of hearts breaking among the remaining hopefuls rose in a continuous chorus.

Meng Duo called out to him for a long time, but he remained unresponsive. Given the circumstances, it seemed the only option was to take him back.

Then, with a sweep of sharp, eagle-like talons, the mutated bats and black crows were rendered defenseless.

Unlike other games, this one lacked traditional melee classes. Even assassins, who possessed a few close-quarters skills, spent most of their time utilizing ranged attacks.

"Is that so? How did I miss that in the news?" Lu Shiyi regretted asking the moment the words left his mouth. With Wang Cong’s background, even if something had happened, no newspaper would dare to report it.

The main reason was to appease the emotions of the Rat-men and Minotaurs. If there were no issues with the two beast-men, the smart steward would not trigger its control authorization, and the two would never be the wiser.

The wealthy gentleman, whose status was presumably that of her husband, tilted his head and surveyed the young man who had just entered.

"Trash! When I was roaming the underworld, you hadn't even been born! You want to play me to my death? Keep dreaming in your next life!" Jiang Li spat, looking with disgust at the man sprawled on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Gui Tian, usually known as the "Old Drunkard," turned deathly pale and grew deeply anxious. In a desperate state, he reported the situation to the East Continent Security Bureau, attaching Bai Lang’s letter in hopes of obtaining their protection.

A sudden, intense feeling of dread and crisis welled up in the Dragon Emperor’s heart, causing his expression to shift.

His current state was quite complex; to say he was in trouble would be an exaggeration, but to say he was fine would be a lie.

"Have you both made your decisions?" White Impermanence’s face was deathly pale. Closing his eyes, he appeared like a cold corpse, his solemnity only adding to the terror he inspired.

Lin Fei’s identity as an Onmyoji was similar—it was more grounded and accessible to the common people, without so many rigid rules and taboos.

Seeing this, Feng Yingyang could not hide the excitement in his eyes, as if he could already see Ling Fei being hacked into a pulp by his wind blades.

Jiang Yikang then sat back down, restored his composure, and silently counted the seconds.

"Bullying others with power? Who was the one bullying others with power just a moment ago?" Ye Haoran sneered, his gaze sharp as he glared at Chang Gulin.

Finally, Xuanyuan Chenfeng and Lie Qianhan joined in. Though their expressions were unwilling, they were ultimately unwilling to be left behind.

"Ah Chen, you thought of it! You’re truly amazing," Yin Fanghua exclaimed when she saw the tension in Ye Chen’s brow finally dissipate.

In a country where tensions were constantly at a breaking point, there was no legal bridge between them, let alone any third-party channel for the extradition of criminal suspects. With this advantage, Hua Wuqi could hide here for sanctuary. Even if his actions were discovered, the authority of the Salted Vegetable Nation was effectively nullified here.

After the scolding, once he had calmed his mind, he made up his mind to confront her the next time they met on his way to Academy City.

Sure enough, a simple shift of Huayang’s thoughts allowed him to see whatever he wished. Seeing Brother Chen exercising in the gym and finally understanding how to use his clairvoyance properly, Huayang quickly dialed Brother Chen’s number.

"According to research from a certain authoritative European institution, the opening and closing stages of both halves of a football match are the peak times for goals. Therefore, I believe there will be another goal in the final ten minutes, though it is impossible to say which side will score," commented guest analyst Zhang Lu.