110: Chapter 110 Now it's time to hold the masterminds accountable. Wang Li and Wang Tao are unforgivable!

Wang Tao and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

They had truly been frightened just moments ago, thinking Gu Yuexi possessed some heaven-defying means.

After all that, it was just this?

She's just like an elementary schooler who has never stepped foot in society, actually delusional enough to think she can solve problems using the law?

Simply brainless!

More than half of them were students from the elite class of Dounan No. 1 Middle School; they were the most outstanding batch of geniuses in Dounan City, and perhaps even the entire Suiming Province this year!

Walking in front, Luo Ling listened to Yun Zhiyuan's so-called sweet nothings, feeling a wave of nausea rise in his throat. He no longer wanted to comment on this guy's methods for picking up women. What he found truly ridiculous was the attitude of Xuanyuan Lieshui's team during this operation; looking at the captain and vice-captain, he felt a sense of injustice for these background extras and cannon fodder.

"It was actually Yang Mufan. I had considered it, but I never imagined he would say those things to me, or that he would lay such a heavy hand on me. However, it is clear now; everything was Grandpa's arrangement. Yang Mufan doing that was naturally to stimulate me, and his ruthless actions were simply to help me ascend to a higher realm."

"Was it you playing tricks with my silver needles earlier?" Wei Xingying suddenly thought of a more critical question. He approached the Imperial Physician step by step, vigilantly watching his own arm, but discovered that the 'Qi Tu' on his arm showed no reaction. Yet, how did he know his intentions?

In terms of a duel, neither side necessarily has an inherent advantage; it ultimately comes down to experience and technique.

The hearts of the Lin family members felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, chilling them to the bone, while the heavily injured Xun Shan, clutching the wound on his stomach, fled in a panic.

Subsequently, a series of roars echoed from the sky as heavy stones descended, slamming directly onto the giant lizard's body. It opened its mouth in agony, emitting a shrill, screeching cry. The Magus had unleashed Meteor; this round of damage was even more violent than the Ice Arrow spell.

Dong Fei thought he had said something wrong and smiled at his aunt: "Aunt, I didn't mean it that way. I won't say it again." With that, he turned and ran out the door.

Just like the enemy's agent infiltration operations, I also scheduled the "Iron Fist Strike" operation for nighttime. The enemy would likely never dream that, just as they were about to attack someone else, they would suddenly be attacked themselves. This is what the Art of War often refers to as "striking when unexpected, attacking when unprepared."

"Impressive skills!" A flash of surprise crossed the pirate leader's eyes, and he also darted away, quickly descending from the tree. After making a gesture, he circled around my right side. I understood his signal; it was standard international special forces sign language, meaning: I go right, you go left, let's flank them.

Shen Lan had once seen a Temple of Life in the Death Canyon. Back then, he had fallen from the sky, which hurt quite a bit, leaving a deep impression. Especially the stone slab that Youyu was carrying; the patterns on it looked very similar to the ones on this jar, which was why Shen Lan chose it.

When Leng Zibing woke up again, she happened to hear the flight attendant announcing that the plane was about to land. She blinked—were they there already?

"I wonder what important business brings the Marquis here?" Murong Zhaoyun certainly didn't think he had come for a casual visit.

"So amazing! Ye Ming must know martial arts, right!" Lin Shixue was stunned by the immense power of Ye Ming's kick. Could the power within a human body really be this great?

Once the Demon Kingdom enters the Ghost Realm, it would be equivalent to declaring war on the Ghost Race. This would not only provoke resistance from the Ghost Race but also alarm the gods in the Divine Realm. Currently, the Dark Demon Lord has not yet returned; if the Ghost Race and the Divine Race were to unite and launch a war against the Demon Race, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Am I that kind of person?" He shot her an annoyed look, turned around, and walked toward the second floor. For some reason, his steps felt exceptionally heavy as he climbed the stairs. If he could choose, he would rather not go on that seven or eight-day business trip; he would much rather stay and accompany her to watch the movie she had been wanting to see.