Romans & histoires High And Mighty Haughty

down with immense structural weight, his tone dripping with an absolute, unbridled high-society scorn, deep condescension, and a completely unhidden malice. "Say that metric one more time!" Driven beyond the brink of human endurance, Mao Jun lunged across the concrete gap, his calloused hands forcefully snatching a violent grip around Yu Hao’s collar. "Mao Jun! Halt!" Gao Yang’s countenance systematically darkened. Stepping onto the frontline, the veteran staff member utilized his immense physical strength to forcefully yank the rebellious billionaire heir back into the Swift Team perimeter. Yu Hao let out a dry, mocking scoff, casually dusting off the fabric of his lapels as he evaluated th

Not like my hygiene is bad but I am just not this sensitive "It's now ready your highness"

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I was not sure if anyone else made it out. Raymond also told me that it was because the mighty heart was not in its place. The mighty heart was like a source of power for everyone. And according to Raymond, it was stolen by some sorcerers. As the Mighty Heart possesses the power of the most ancient dragon, it could be used to do a lot of things. Good or bad, that depends upon the person who had stolen it.

The lucky bastard gets respect everywhere, that's why his ego is huger than mount everest. Everyone is willing to give their lives to him which makes him feel mightier than any other person she's ever met. Arrogant bastard! "His Highness is coming through." Someone announced in front of a door same as the one from before. Hickory and golden intricate patterns all around it.

Maybe I would even give Rho to Azazel as my present. Rho is a skilled and talented individual, I'm confident Azazel won't reject his presence. *** Not long after, we arrived at the temple and were greeted by the priests and received a warm welcome. (Who I wanted to meet is the High Priest.) I still remembered his figure while I was at the coronation. He had stunning dark red hair and golden eyes along with a pale complexion. "Your Majesty, there's a new report." Edgar whispered, audible enough for me to hear and I nodded my head, signaling him to continue.

He was the one who would have had them sent to this place, and He would be the only one who could say otherwise. It's not all that often that His Highness gets to grace us with His presence, but when He does, it is certainly an eventful day at that. I personally have seen His Highness snap a neck or two at those who thought they could rush upon him and overtake Him. They were seriously mistaken and the other members of The Company got a chance to see firsthand how mighty and powerful His Highness is when it comes to those kinds of mistakes. "Hey, Trevor!" I heard my name being called on the opposite side of the gates as I was walking through the yard mid-morning.

Looking at the result of the draw, both my father and I were momentarily dazed. "Rhea, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? The High Priest is clearly not among your future mates. How could you possibly draw him?" Hearing my father's words, I was also dumbfounded. I only had three candidates in total: Klaus of the White Tiger Clan, Orion of the Red Fox Clan, and Asher of the Eagle Clan. Each clan carefully selected them, and they were called the best of this generation. Only such elites deserved me, the Holy Maiden, and the future Beast Lady.

Up on the high platform, aloof and noble, just like a god that people couldn't reach. That wasn't an illusion, that should've been how he really was...

It felt as if she were seeing two entirely different people. The man who had once lain humbly at her feet now stood like an emperor ruling the world—commanding nothing but awe and reverence. Everett, too, was dumbfounded, forgetting the champagne glass in his hand. Ignoring the stunned glances around me, I walked straight to Wright Group's booth. "Mr. Wright." I picked up a glass of champagne and raised it toward Everett from a distance. A cold smile tugged at my lips. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."