Volume One, Chapter 50: Bah, What Kind of Bond Do I Have with You!

Jiang Chenyu tilted her head, not expecting him to apologize to her.

Nor did she understand why he was apologizing.

Gu Jingyan smiled helplessly at her fixed gaze, "I am apologizing on behalf of my sister."

"I am not asking you to forgive her, I just feel very sorry for the things she said to you. Please don't be angry." After a brief thought, he added another sentence.

Of course, it was not enough to simply start the fire and walk away; once ignited, the flame had to be sustained so that the enemy could not extinguish it, which meant they had to immediately throw themselves upon the enemy and fight.

"If you put it that way, it isn't entirely wrong, considering my parents died a long time ago," Han Mu shrugged and said.

Both children were very fond of Gu Chen, and she could also tell that Gu Chen was trying his utmost to please her.

"The Battle of Heaven-Defying..." Su Bai understood instantly, though he wondered which iteration of the Heavenly Defiance this referred to. He knew that the true Battle of Heaven-Defying was actually the final war, where several grand strategists laid out an eternal trap to utterly destroy the Heavenly Dao, achieving a tragic victory in the end, while many of the earlier battles against the heavens were mostly just feints.

Because Lu Shuang was not a local faction of Wuyuan County, he was excluded from this point-based ranking. Otherwise, given how many high-tier Xianbei cavalrymen he had slain, securing a spot in the top ten would have been effortless.

The gunfire outside grew sparser, the intermittent shots sounding as though they could cease at any second. After an unknown length of time, the dark night regained its tranquility, and all gunfire died away completely, making the previous clamor seem like a false illusion.

He looked toward Su Bai and noticed that at this moment, Su Bai had a white halo suspended above his head, his entire being connected with the heaven and earth, every movement exuding an aura of proximity to the Dao.

It seemed the victim's family members had arrived; no wonder the guards maintaining order at the Treasure Pavilion hadn't tried desperately to stop them. Naturally, people's emotions had to be accommodated at a time like this, otherwise there was no telling what kind of actions these people might resort to.

Following that, Ji Changkong gradually grew dispirited and stopped competing with rivals, instead developing an extraordinary obsession with Daoist techniques, eventually setting his sights on the forbidden art—the Void Killing Thought.

Chai Xiujing's complexion remained as pale and sickly as ever, except that her stern expression at the moment made her look somewhat more spirited.

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Yifei had considered handing over the operation of the tier-two condensed formation runes to Guangyu Commerce as well.

Lu Qinglian was sent flying instantly, crashing against the door of the supreme private box and shattering it directly into pieces.

The decor was bronze-toned, with even the spectator stands adopting the same hue, casting a unique brilliance under the illumination of the lights.

"I gave you a chance, but you failed to cherish it properly. That chance has now been withdrawn!" Ye Feng stated coldly.

Just as everyone's eyes were filled with mockery, Zhou Nan suddenly sneered, gently pushed Wang Weilong aside, and walked step by step toward Zhao Qingshan. Everyone, including his own people, assumed that Zhou Nan intended to apologize.

Eight years ago, when he dominated the ancient martial arts world, he had indeed crossed paths with this white-bearded old man standing before him.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was somewhat at a loss. They were well aware of Dewey's formidable strength and knew precisely what their own capabilities amounted to.

Previously, Gao Jian had employed such a three-pointer tactic, which he had learned from An Zemeng.

Layers of inner court eunuchs tightly surrounded everyone present. Inside the circular enclosure formed by sharp blades, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and a battle seemed ready to erupt at any moment.

Returning to the spot where he had failed twice, he hunched over, let his arms hang down with the ball, and moved his left foot back and forth in a probing step. This time, Gao Jian actually unleashed an offensive routine.

Witnessing this scene, the guards stationed on both sides of the road turned pale with fright and fled in panic. Ever since the Flying Star Sect ascended to the status of a thirty-five-star faction and exerted its deterrence across the entire Canglang stellar region, no one had ever dared to brazenly barge directly into the holy land of the Flying Star Sect.