Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
After Wang Youhuai rose from bed, he took a bag of sweet potatoes and joined Chen Shen for breakfast. As they were about to eat, a Nanjia Fort disciple arrived for a visit. However, the visitor remained at the courtyard entrance, speaking with them politely yet deferentially.
Shortly afterward, three women in Yi Tribe attire arrived. They were disciples from the Green Moth Palace. They explained that Miss Meng had visited the previous day but had been unable to pay her respects. As disciples of the Green Moth Palace, they considered themselves to have been quite disrespectful. Therefore, they brought gifts in hopes of making amends.
Situated south of Hanshan, the Green Moth Palace had limited interactions with the people of the Central Plains. The words spoken by the Green Moth Palace disciples mostly consisted of polite clichés, suggesting that major errors were unlikely. However, the expressions of the individuals before him appeared oddly peculiar, prompting curiosity about the reason behind it.
Unconsciously, Wang Youhuai dropped the sweet potatoes on the ground and stuffed the skin into his mouth, chewing slowly. He possessed limited knowledge about the martial forces in Ye Zhou, but he understood that the Green Moth Palace generally avoided interactions with outsiders. Hence, he found it puzzling why the disciples were being exceptionally polite to Meng Jintang.
He suddenly remembered how he used to speculate about Meng Jintang's connection to the Green Moth Palace based on her clothing details.
Now it seemed that it was more than just a connection; their relationship was extremely good. In addition, considering the Green Moth Palace disciples’ behavior, there even seemed to be a hint of subordination.
Wang Youhuai wiped the sweet potato residue from his mouth and let out a sigh, feeling a deep sense of melancholy. As an ordinary individual with average skills, he had inadvertently stumbled upon the secretive connections within the martial world. Faced with such complexity, he wondered how he
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