Chapter Thirty-Six: You Really Don’t Like Jiang Xian?

It was 7:00 PM, the time when everyone had just finished their meal.

Following the staff, they headed toward the interview location. The production team had opted not to conduct individual interviews this time, choosing instead to gather all the guests together.

Upon arrival, they found themselves on a lawn meticulously decorated with ambient lighting, balloons, snacks, and fruits. It seemed designed to put everyone at ease for the interview.

As the others had not yet arrived, Jiang Xian chose to sit near the fruit display.

Bai Ke had easily read his thoughts last time, which only made him fear the man even more.

The house where Su Ru resided was one of the most inconspicuous in this urban village—a low, single-story bungalow. Unlike the elaborate exterior decorations of the neighboring homes, Su Ru’s place featured only a simple rolling shutter door, with nothing else placed beside it.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the group shifted drastically. They could all sense the threat posed by the beam of light. The Taotie soldiers, who knew the true nature of the fierce tide, abandoned even their own nearby meteorites and began to flee for their lives.

Just as Miller’s voice faded, several twisted spatial lines appeared on the surface of the sole remaining glowing blue crystal of the SKT side, the distorted beams of light rotating slowly.

An entire vanguard fleet—a flagship, seven or eight fire-support ships, dozens of other various warships, and hundreds of soldiers—had been reduced to a single, lonely flagship. How could they not run?

Aokiji plummeted from high above, slamming into the sea. Placing his hands on the surface, he unleashed a terrifying spread of ice crystals that froze the blood-red ocean. The encroaching frost acted like a spiderweb, ensnaring all the ships on the water and rendering them immobile.

She nodded, turned to Zhuo Yucheng, and said, "Lord Shenwu, could I trouble you to go to the main hall and hold them off for me?" She needed time to help her father prepare himself mentally.

The palace doors were rammed open. Chaka rushed in, his face etched with horror, only to witness a blade descending. Amidst a spray of blood, a severed head rolled to the side of Cobra’s corpse.

Le Chuchu opened her mouth, only then remembering that he had been busy taking care of her on the plane yesterday and had barely eaten anything.

As their immense powers collided, a layer of divine radiance rippled outward across the temple like waves on water.

"Your Highness, never make any decisions while in a fit of rage. You must learn to be calm, to control your temper; a monarch’s heart must be as vast as the sea," Evelyn advised once more.

He looked down at the crowd, but did not see the Seven Evils from Overseas. He knew they were waiting for his appearance before they would reveal themselves.

"Go to hell, you can't tell the truth, just get lost, go to hell!" Qu Shuyan kicked me, turned, and went upstairs. After finishing my cigarette, I tossed it into the trash can and returned to the bus stop.

Some debts of gratitude can be repaid with money, while others can never be fully settled—especially those owed to a man as upright and dutiful as Wu Cong.

"Alright, alright. Do you remember what you were just doing?" The boss stood up, trying to calm himself down. What had just happened was truly bizarre. He didn't believe the man with the afro had done it to scare them on purpose; even if he were trying to scare them, why bring up the Kissing Noodle Shop?

"Oh my god, it’s as big as a mountain!" Yuta looked at the behemoth before him, gripped by terror.

"Zhengting, Mother remembers that you don't like to eat this." Xie Yafen found it strange. Song Zhengting clearly disliked this food, so why had he taken so much of it?

"Rascal big brother, why didn't you come looking for Luxi?" Flapping her six wings like an elegant dance, Luxi gently flew up to him.

"I'll kill you again in hell, just you wait!" Shao Yilong roared repeatedly, his voice shaking the entire wilderness as he tore Moses apart from shoulder to thigh in one swift motion.

For a time, I found myself endlessly reminiscing about the wonders of the strange journey through the underworld I had just experienced.