Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The garden of Clear Pavilion.
Xu Miaoran stood in the center, and around her were the disciples of the All-Talent Society and Bei Canghan's group.
Everyone was looking at Xu Miaoran, their eyes all conveying the same question: What do we do now?
Xu Miaoran suddenly felt panic.
Before this, she had been working hard to build up her own faction so that she would be surrounded by people, but never had it been like this, and Xu Miaoran felt a deep sense of terror.
This terror didn't come from only the threat presented by Sang Hongmei, but also all those expectant gazes.
Everyone was waiting for her to come up with a plan. Every leader had to possess the self-awareness for this.
Money could bring people together, but only daring and resolve could prove that a leader had value.
At that moment, Xu Miaoran knew that she couldn't panic, couldn't lose her head.
If she lost control of herself, the All-Talent Society would lose heart, and all of the prestige she had built up would vanish.
No matter what happened, she had to remain composed.
Because she was the leader, the backbone of the group!
Xu Miaoran took in a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
She emptied her mind as much as possible, pushing aside all her worries so that her mind could settle down and focus.
Countless scenes flashed before her eyes—Sang Hongmei's smug and savage smile, and all the possibilities that might transpire…
Xu Miaoran silently thought, saying nothing.
A disciple lost his composure and shouted, "President!"
Bei Canghan pulled on him and shook his head. "Give her some time."
All the Basking Moon Sect disciples put a finger to their mouth and made a "shush" gesture.
The place became eerily quiet.
Xu Miaoran's chest rose and fell.
She took big breaths as she racked her mind.
Her panicked eyes began to calm down in this rare moment of silence, and slowly, they began to glow.
She said, "Sang Hongmei is the hall master of the internal affairs hall, yet without caring
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Well, Sang Hongmei got demoted, but that's not doing anything to save Hong Yuan.