Then they began to explore the surroundings, found hundreds of survivors and food, and then took them all to Saya's house.
//A prologue to show you my writing style and the quality of my work. This will be a large novel, spanning thousands of chapters, something I'll be working on long term so make sure you settle in as this will take the world by storm one day.
"W-woaw…"
Knowing the defeat, he quickly bid a retreat, but not before throwing a dirty eye at the young girl. I knew that look, it meant "things were not finished yet". That look meant troubles, and troubles were the last thing I wanted here in this mansion. I glanced out of the windows toward the faint traces of the palace under the night sky. There, Vuong was using his wit, his raw talent and perhaps his cynical view of politics to earn support from the Emperor. Normally, it was a challenge big enough, but he would not do it in the conventional way of the local but using foreign ideas and techniques. It would make the problem even more challenging. The last thing he wanted to have was more burdens on his shoulders.
He quickly stripped off the white robe—feeling a sense of relief as the fabric left his skin—and began changing into the darker clothes. The fit was perfect, as though they had been made for him, and the way the fabric moved against his skin sent a strange shiver through him. It was almost as if the clothes were alive, attuned to his very movements, and as he donned them, a sense of ease settled over him. The weight of the dark attire felt right—it felt like him.
"She won't bite you."
Thee were many, who had taken thirty years to reach the Sage Realm, there were many who were stuck at the Evanesce Aptitude Proficiency, there were many who wanted to learn some Attribute of nature, there were many who wanted to become invincible, formidable.
Namjoon hopped onto the passenger seat and put on his sunglasses. "Don't be rough with her. She's sassy."
Christine smiled as she fixed my make up.
We will be on our honeymoon in a few days. I cannot wait.
(victor): tumhe thora takleef hoga seh loge.
"Hah?! Apa?! Sebegitu mudahnya ayah, ibu, dan yang lain setuju?! Tidak seperti biasanya ayah gampang setuju." desahnya gugup.