Chapter 43: Attending the Banquet

Suddenly, a crippled boss resolutely shouted, "One million six hundred and fifty thousand!" His massive bid caused the atmosphere in the air to suddenly stagnate.

"Look at that, look at this child, now he actually says he's heading back to Beining. Is the power of love really this strong?" Ye Jintian laughed heartily.

Feeling as light as a feather, as if walking amidst the clouds, Zhao Zixian walked the path home. He had declined Elder Yang's kind offer to give him a ride. Happiness had arrived all too suddenly.

A wave of warmth washed over her heart. Although the proprietress could be a bit strict on ordinary days, she was truly a good person at heart. Eight years ago, had the proprietress not taken her in, she shuddered to think what wretched plight she and her cousin would have been reduced to today.

Xiangye finally understood why the ring was so immensely powerful; it turned out there was a Archmage residing within it. To fight against the ring was equivalent to battling an Archmage.

Guniere pointed forward and said, "This is the Knight King's fiefdom, reinforced by the King's barrier. Without the key, no one can possibly enter. The barrier is so powerful that even the Cardinals cannot peer through it, so there isn't even any need to post guards here."

Of course, there was also an unexpected harvest—news regarding the Five-Nation Culinary Master Competition. As a chef, he naturally yearned to pursue the highest honor in the culinary world. While driving, he pondered how he could secure a spot to participate in the Five-Nation Culinary Master Competition.

A tremor came from the surface, and several fragments of rock tumbled down. Lucifer frowned and looked up at the pitch-black cavern ceiling.

Approaching a one-way mirror, Zorro glanced inside and discovered that Avalon's former CEO, May, was lying prone on a luxurious oversized bed, listening to soft music while reading a fashion magazine.

"Stop putting on a fake act, you bitch!" An extremely foul-sounding curse echoed through the entire office as Yiyi kicked the door open and burst in, her pretty face somewhat distorted with anger.

Clark felt that his super-hearing and super-vision possessed immense convenience for surveillance and investigation purposes.

Upon seeing Lin Zhengguang's eyes shining brightly, Uncle Jiu immediately nodded in satisfaction, a trace of smugness flashing through his eyes.

After some thought, she decided not to throw these trinkets away, placing them neatly on the table instead.

Pity that Rolex of his, worth over four hundred thousand, relegated like a consort sent to the cold palace; opportunities to make a humiliating show of it were truly rare.

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There was another advantage to the premium private rooms: they were shrouded by a formation, preventing outsiders from seeing who was inside and allowing patrons to effectively conceal their identities.

However, she did not speak up. After all, Ren Zhuzhu was an outsider and could not figure out the relationship between this Taoist priest and Jingjing's master.

The four of them wore very ordinary, solid-colored short-sleeved t-shirts and short pleated skirts of different hues. The fabric looked quite inexpensive, yet worn on them, it did not look ugly at all. Instead, it gave off the sensation that the clothes were elevated in value by the people wearing them.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Fu Molie arrived. Seeing that Tao Yang was still discussing matters with Su Longyun, Di Yi sent him a WeChat message and left.

She threw herself straight into Master Ren's arms, savoring the unprecedented sensation of acting spoiled before her father.

Entering the character selection screen, there were five available characters corresponding to each of the girls, which fit the positioning of a fan-oriented game quite well.

The old clothes had already been tossed into a bucket of water the moment they were taken off, but the clothes I needed to change into had not been brought over yet. How on earth could I get out of here?

This finally constituted a successful registration. Next, those who had successfully registered were guided to loop around behind a stone cliff, where a vast plaza played host to the second trial.

When the time came, would she be able to cleanly and decisively "shake him off" considering all those past favors? Honestly, she really did not know.

A Grulgo warrior thought of leaping up to counterattack Lin Feng, but before it could fully jump, Lin Feng's dagger had already descended upon its body once more.

Walking into the reception room where only Tony Stark and Steve Rogers remained, Nick Fury wore a grave and solemn expression. After casting a glance at the two men, he directed his gaze to the object in his hands.

Tian Ci and Elder Xiang halted in their tracks, observing the surrounding environment as well. Both simultaneously sensed that this region was truly different from other places—it possessed a spiritual essence. Neither knew what manner of entity could be so formidable, possessing an aura so spiritually rich that everything around it resonated. Tian Ci frowned.

"Although Qin Yun is being attentive to you now, he always has an ulterior motive. If he discovers we are gone, you might be in danger. Should that situation truly arise, make sure to use a communication talisman to notify us promptly, and then return to Danxia Sect." Yang Xu handed her a communication talisman.

Mo Zili and Liu Sanniang arrived respectively, riding on flying swords and auspicious clouds, and took their seats on the high platform. One seat still remained vacant.

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Terror, panic, and countless other complex emotions gradually began to spread through everyone's hearts.

Taking advantage of the man holding a long spear and busy doing something to the remaining agents, Nick Fury hurriedly snatched the Tesseract from the machine and boxed it up.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes of the two men widened in horror as their blood-drenched hearts were ripped out.

Although all of them had heard of this Great Emperor's moniker, none had ever laid eyes on him, nor did they know what identity he truly held.

Dodo smiled and said, "You are all too polite. Upon returning this time, I hope you all can revitalize the Ming Dynasty. After all, we have always been friendly, haven't we?" This truly was talking nonsense with eyes wide open; both sides wore forced smiles, and only Zhu Yousong was genuinely happy.

"Report, please find Li Zilong and Zhao Yingjie." Then, Mu Yan saw the gaze of the entire class turned toward her.

"Senior, I have now advanced to an immortal of the Qingxiao Realm, and I wish to know just what level my strength has reached." Ye Lin wore an eager-to-try expression.

"Come here." Hearing this, Xu Jinzhe's face flashed with a tyrannical look as he crooked his finger at the big-nosed young man.

Right at this moment, Li Xuan was already past the point of being able to contain the flames. The Samadhi True Fire he spat out was like words already spoken—trying to take them back instantly was practically impossible.

"An incense stick's time, at most an incense stick's time. If you don't come out, and there's no movement inside, I'm barging in!" Meng Hai declared firmly.

Yet these words grated on Qiao Hai's ears, filling him with restless irritation. Irritated, he tugged at his collar and casually unbuttoned a button.

Hundreds of disciples of the White Sect were thrown into prison. Among the key figures of the White Sect, Bai Xuan and his sister, along with Xiao Long and Han Sheng, were still at large.

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