Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Richest Person in the Country

"My father builds airplanes; most of the aircraft in all of Huaxia are manufactured by my family. My mother is in the beauty industry, and her market has already expanded across the entire globe..." Lin Xiaoxiao said slowly in response.

Silence!

The entire venue fell into absolute silence!

The surrounding air seemed to solidify, frozen stiff by that single sentence.

What kind of concept was this?

It was an utterly insane concept.

Although Lin Xiaoxiao spoke with such indifference, the weight of her words was anything but light.

"Xiaoxiao, your family is truly incredible!!!" Lin Yao could not help but give a thumbs up.

There was no need to elaborate on Lin Xiaoxiao's father, but her mother, even though she only...

Li Ming frowned, his figure flashing as he dodged the sweep of the pirate leader's gunfire. By the next second, he had reappeared directly in front of the pirate leader.

Amidst the crunching sound of footsteps on snow, Shi Miyuan, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, was heading toward Meng Yan's main military tent.

Guan Li glanced at the branch, which was as thick as a finger; it wouldn't serve any practical purpose, but he didn't offer any criticism.

Mo Shengnan's words caused Lin Qing to be seized by sudden shock. Even their names could not be mentioned—to speak them was to invite unwanted attention. Such methods... even the undying true spirit of the Burning Heaven Demon Qilin was far inferior.

Suddenly, from the northwest, boundless dark clouds surged and rolled in, blotting out the sky. Endless demonic energy manifested into countless brutal demonic elephants, roaring within the clouds as if the apocalypse had arrived, obscuring the vast sun.

Just as the two were feeling puzzled, Yao Ming opened his palm to reveal a pitch-black jade slip. Then, under the watchful eyes of Shen Yi and the Blood Spear King, source energy surged in his hand, shattering the jade slip into ash.

For Beitang, who was also present at the time, it was not as if he hadn't suspected that Ace was simply too proud to use the methods of a technician from another country—even if that foreigner was the master of orbal technology, Dr. Russell, who was in no way inferior to him.

—Although it seems primitive... yet in a certain sense, perhaps for humanity, this form of society could only emerge when everyone's spirit and thoughts have evolved to another level?

Lelouch walked past Shinjirou, gun in hand, speaking as he approached the old man sitting in the palanquin.

"The State Preceptor may do as he pleases." *He loves beauties, I should prepare one,* Lou Haoran secretly planned.

"Damn it." Seeing the energy contained in the sky full of raindrops overhead, Sun Su's expression changed. He was not confident he could withstand this move from Jiang Yi, and he felt annoyed by his own carelessness; he had still underestimated her.

"Exactly, that's the feeling I want. It would be even more perfect if you talked about me instead of someone else," a certain fox remarked to Dugu Feng, completely oblivious to her own behavior.

"Hall Master, we've had another victim here," a man said upon seeing everyone turn around.

Through his conversation with Wen Shimiao, Zhou Tian gained a rough understanding of the factions in Liehuo City and the entire Lie'en Principality. In Lie'en, the greatest power was, naturally, the state. It was said that there were nearly ten experts in the True Cultivation Realm, and even the principality's strongest fighter served the royal family.

Thinking of how strongly her master opposed her marriage to Zitong, Wanwan felt her wedding date was surely nowhere in sight. It would be better to take this opportunity to make things official; even if her master objected, it would be too late.

The entire arena was shrouded in the smoke from the recent explosion. Neither side gave the order to attack because Koji's Pidgeot had the "Tangled Feet" ability, making it impossible to pinpoint the Torterra's location. Since both sides' Pokémon were unable to locate their opponents, attacks were useless, leaving them with no choice but to wait.

After saying this, Murong Tianguang, in the dim environment, whipped out his nine-section whip once more, aiming directly for Lin Yu's left eye.

"Haha, finally took down the Dark Demon Mad Spirit. Damn, that guy was a real handful. My god, I'm exhausted, I need to take a break." Optimus Prime chuckled at me twice, then plopped down onto the ground, gasping for air.

Everyone at our table gasped. For a fool to suddenly come out with such a remark, it sounded surprisingly profound, making the already awkward atmosphere suddenly tense—I suspect this sentence must have been taught to him by Prince Dan years ago.

The eldest prince knew that he had deeply offended his precious sister today, and not just over a trivial matter, but... what had gone wrong? It was clearly supposed to be... how did it end up like this?

Ye Xiangwen suddenly opened his eyes. The arena was covered in blood and dried sweat marks, and standing there now was a middle-aged man holding a sword, fresh from his victory.

The eunuch was stunned, but the Empress, supporting Xiangxiang, walked straight through the door. The eunuch came to his senses and rushed to follow and serve them. The Empress had sent word earlier that everything here should proceed as usual, and the dancers and musicians need not stop to pay respects to Xiangxiang.

At this moment, Ye Fan had already withstood the shockwave from the shattering phantom. However, facing the palm that Lei Ming continued to strike down with, he did not dodge. Instead, he wiped the smile from his face and reached out to strike back with his own palm.

"As long as you're not afraid of being eaten by a Drought Demon, you can come along with us!" Lan Ziyue did not stop them; her eldest brother and Princess Chenxi were already coming, so one more didn't matter.

As soon as they entered, the people outside swarmed in like bees, instantly squeezing them into a corner.

Catching the scent of a living person, the two ghouls let out a strange cry and lunged toward me like wild dogs spotting a meat bun.

Seeing Lan Zirou pacing anxiously, Li Xiuniang felt troubled. What had happened now? Why could they never have a moment of peace?