Chapter 84: Designing a Set of Clothes

After that, silence fell once again. Yuan Xiangdie had never even considered going home with this man. Xiao Wei was manageable enough—after all, he was just a child, and dealing with him was hardly a challenge. But Jin Yuan had just bluntly declared that he wanted to take her home to meet his parents.

They weren't even familiar with each other, let alone deepening their understanding. How could they skip over the entire process of dating and go straight to meeting the parents?

Yuan Xiangdie's mind was spinning too fast to keep up. The first thought that popped into her head was to ask Julie for advice.

On second thought, considering that girl had indeed roamed the world for several years, perhaps this was the sort of thing best discussed with someone experienced...

If the other party really was cultivating some grand mystical power or attempting a breakthrough, then it would be best for him, Xie Yun, and a few others to go over under the pretense of inspection, and later gather several celestial armies. Claiming it was part of their patrol, they could try to interrupt the other's advancement or cultivation of magical arts.

Team territory: To establish a gold-ranked or higher team, one must possess a territory on the continent of Valoran.

Durak nodded, pressed his lips together, and stared unblinkingly at Desion and the ancient scroll, clearly full of curiosity.

But in fact, they weren’t wrong. Under Soya’s influence, the upper echelons of Silent City were fiercely protective of their own. Even if they made mistakes, that fellow Ael would most likely shield them first, settle matters on this end, and only then consider how to punish them.

But the Dark Evolutionist, who always guided Feiyu whenever he was lost, was no longer there.

Immediately after, Xue Zang and Xiang Qiubai engaged in a fierce battle. Xue Beng staunched his own bleeding and was about to join in to help Xue Zang, when suddenly, a mighty warhammer came hurtling through the air toward him.

Monkey had once been a traveling merchant, so wandering from place to place was commonplace for him. Not only did he not mind drifting in foreign lands, he even relished it.

The orc Karl let out a strange cry. Perhaps due to his change of race, Karl, who had never cared much for alcohol, now enjoyed drinking more and more. If it weren’t for Lina and Austin keeping a close watch, he’d probably carry a flask with him at all times.

“Sword intent? Let me have a look.” Ye Ziyu frowned, walked up to Bai Li Fei, placed his hand over Bai Li Fei’s pulse, and immediately knit his brows even tighter.

Though the Shandong region was chaotic, ordinary people dared not bully them. As Wu Song predicted, their herbal business flourished more with each passing day, earning them a handsome fortune.

“And what else? Yuka, have a look at something else!” Seeing how much Yuka liked it, Zhao Yu urged her to keep browsing.

After bidding farewell to the two, he took his three disciples and Yao Ji, and set off for Jin’ao Island, the headquarters of the Sect of Interception.

Murashita could of course sense a trace of resentment in Hu Haiguo’s tone, and he found this rather satisfying.

Niu Bin then returned to his own room to study the sea-blue crystal that Zhang Da Biao had gifted him.

Chen Rong clenched her delicate fists in anger, glaring daggers at Murong Wan, wishing she could devour her alive. She frantically sent a message to the black-robed figure above the Chen family.

The formation that carried the hopes of four beings rumbled, then suddenly shattered into pieces.

After a year and three months in the S-class containment facility, the situation remained in its initial, basic state, with almost no progress.

Even if the executive vice governor wanted to offer clear support, if the other members of the project command center explicitly objected, or if Jinghai’s sincerity was insufficient, everything could still fall through.

Minister Shen had just shifted the blame for mistreating Shen Jun onto Lady Shen, which left him rather stifled.

Feng Wanjing’s magical artifacts were useless against her; she had mastered the myriad flower spiritual arts, capable of seeing through all illusions, at least those as crude as Feng Wanjing’s.

It wasn’t as though he’d never sought Chinese medicine before, but even the most renowned domestic masters had declared his case unpromising.

Chen Tian sneered inwardly—this time, He Daqing and Jia Zhang were doomed to lose. These two would be locked up for at least two days, enough to broaden their horizons.