Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
“Eldest apprentice-brother, what if Wang Ke dies in the office because we’re being too forceful?” the junior asked again with worry.
The expression in Murong Luguang’s eyes wavered. Wang Ke might die? He actually didn’t care; he only cared about whether the Sect Lord would blame him. It would be difficult for him to justify his actions if that came to pass!
Murong Luguang made a decision with gritted teeth. “This was all planned by Hall Lord Mo. He will be held responsible for any accidents! We only have to capture Tong An'an!”
All the disciples fell silent; none of them objected.
While everyone was focused on operating the guidance flag—someone knocked on the door.
“Knock-knock!”
“Woosh!”
Zhang Zhengdao pulled the private room’s door open; Wang Ke appeared right before Murong Luguang and his juniors’ eyes.
“Wang Ke?” came their bewildered cries.
Isn’t he in the top-floor office? How...How...?
Wang Ke took a sip of his watermelon drink and swaggered into the room. Zhang Zhengdao followed behind him with a drink of his own.
“Piak!”
The two slammed their watermelon drinks onto the table.
“Speak, Murong Luguang. What is it that you want?” Wang Ke went straight to the point.
Murong Luguang: “.........................!”
And all his juniors: “.............................!”
“Are you so rotten that worms crawl out from you? You don’t know how to make a fortune, and now you want to snatch Wang Ke’s cash since he’s making it big? Dream on! Why don’t you ask around? Does Wang Ke ever spit out anything he eats? Ptooey! What the hell!” Zhang Zhengdao chided them indignantly.
Murong Luguang: “.........................!”
And all his juniors: “.............................!”
“Eldest apprentice-brother,” Wang Ke sat squarely and said, “I, Wang Ke, am never one to find trouble, but I’m not afraid of it either! Speak, what is it that you want? Let’s settle this matter today!”
He also put on a pair of shades once he was seated, which boosted his aura.
Murong Luguang said, “Wang Ke, you... How come you’re here?”
“Why? Can’t we be here
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Dear IGK readers,
It's been one and a half years since I started IGK, and I think it's safe to say now that it's not doing well.
After some careful thought and discussion with my wife, I have come to the decision to stop working on IGK and focus on my other commitments, e.g., my studies and other part time works.
The last chapter I will publish will be 192.2.
Thank you for your supports thus far, especially my dear patrons! Sorry to disappoint those who love this story very much. I've really been enjoying it so far and I do feel reluctant to let it go, but circumstance calls for it.