Congratulations~ May I ask which Green Brother is the father of the child?

In that instant, Liu Yi felt she could move again. Seizing the opportunity, she hurled the remaining supplies and cardboard boxes down with a resounding crash, transforming at the same time.

Her form was grand and imposing, her body as if sculpted from white jade, her scales gleaming with a pearlescent brilliance, wreathed in an orange halo. Her presence was not merely breathtaking; it seemed to illuminate the entire wasteland, imbuing the air with a solemn serenity that left all present unwilling to make a rash move.

Di Yan, caught off guard for just a moment, was promptly buried beneath her pile of cardboard.

Zhao Yan suddenly turned around, paying no heed to the curved blade at his throat, and grabbed Emmaia by the shoulder with a swift motion. Emmaia, as if oblivious to the weapon threatening Zhao Yan’s life in her grasp, allowed him to act freely.

Cheng Daolong kept shaking his head, muttering under his breath, unable to form coherent words. Witnessing this, Li Mu felt a pang of disappointment. In truth, he thought, he ought not to have stood in the way of this promising match; a disciple who can marry well is a good disciple indeed—especially if the bride price were a little higher.

With the help of every member of the Whitebeard Pirates, Luffy managed to escape Akainu’s relentless pursuit. Those who should have taken the chance to flee instead, upon seeing Teach’s arrival and the savage assault on Whitebeard, could not help but cry out his name in sorrow.

Saori felt momentarily dazed, needing quite some time to recover herself. Just as she was about to speak, a commotion erupted outside. Quickly changing the subject, she said, “Let’s go out and have a look! These matters can wait.” With that, she dragged Kuangsheng outside, who tossed a few coins aside as he was pulled along.

At that moment, each enormous beastly eye that opened reflected a trace of disbelief—and a glimmer of fear.

“I started training in martial arts at the age of ten, working tirelessly for twenty years, yet now I’m only at the late Postnatal stage. Others become invincible at eleven—what’s the point of continuing?” muttered a disheveled giant in the corner, his spirit for training seemingly broken, his years of pursuit lost in an instant.

Just as the Yuntian Army shifted some of its attention to Kadan Nobe, the Aiying Army’s battalion of magicians unleashed a fierce barrage. Their magic was ruthless, as if they cared nothing for the lives of their own comrades. Even Danice, witnessing such brutality, found herself feeling inferior by comparison.

“Help, help…” The figure struggling in the water had not yet been rescued when another violent collision occurred. The young masters, poised to save him, were caught off guard and toppled into the water themselves.

Hours later, within hundreds of kilometers around the primordial lake, not a single Blood Demon above the seventh rank remained. When Sanbao handed a full storage pouch of Spirit-Restoring Pills to Hu Gu, Hu Gu felt not only gratitude, but also deep astonishment and admiration.

“He can’t get away!” Shen Feng stared unblinkingly at Jin Xing, a sudden flash of golden light flickering in his eyes.

The regimental commander trembled all over, his command sword falling weakly from his grasp. Eyes wide, he seemed desperate to see where the final blow had come from, yet in the end he could only collapse slowly, filled with endless regret and unwillingness.

Next, Old Madam Lin pressed on, hurling furious insults at Lin Sanya, leaving her utterly speechless.

“Innocent?” Lu Zhaoling just laughed. With a flick of her finger, a wisp of resentment wound its way toward Lu Zhaoyun, burrowing into her body.

She had harbored a secret love for Lin Feng for many years. That fateful broken engagement, so tangled in misunderstanding, had left her with endless regret.

Though he had been soaked in medicinal baths from infancy, his body carefully nurtured, he still only reached the Postnatal stage at eight or nine years old when he began training.

As for the marquisate’s original holdings, they were all but sold off when the late Marquis was forced to pay heavy fines, their profits now negligible.

As he spoke, he easily tore off a section from the break, and with a gentle rub, the rope crumbled into powder, proving his words were no lie.

The ghost hesitated once again, beads of sweat gathering on his brow; clearly, he knew much more than he had revealed.