Volume 1, Chapter 32: Is the Crown Prince Not Long for This World?

Lady Liu struggled to rise from the floor, her expression twisted; she realized that Manager Sun had been keeping things from her.

Zero Zero Seven’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. In an instant, his entire body lurched forward due to Zero Zero Four’s movements. Even though he lacked the strength, instinct drove him to pull violently at his handcuffs, desperate to snap them before Zero Zero Four could act.

Thus, cradling Red Lotus—who was wrapped tightly in his wings like a silkworm cocoon—he followed the surge of magma back toward the cave entrance and onto the surface.

The You brothers, seeing that even the combined efforts of numerous experts like Xuan Nan and the couple Tan Gong and Tan Po were unable to subdue Qiao Feng, could not help but show signs of anxiety. Now that a fight had broken out on Ye Feng’s side, his martial arts proved shockingly formidable; even with Xuan Ji’s capabilities, he could not gain the upper hand in a joint attack. Others, struck by fear, hesitated to step forward.

Within the Unified Recruitment Association, a wizard with a bizarre appearance—his features resembling both a lizard and a snake—flew into a rage. Wizard Chester and Wizard Qiao bore the brunt of his fury, instantly struck by a tremendous force and sent flying.

Chester and the others were merely surprised by Asaza, but regarding the other person, they felt a sense of incredulous, throbbing agony, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Driven by curiosity, Xu Zuoyan quietly opened the door a crack and peeked outside. He discovered that Ye Kaicheng had already left and was standing before a guest room, preparing to open the door, seemingly taking Xu Zuoyan’s advice to heart and intending to sleep in the guest room.

He had expected Bai Yujie to be sensible and submissive toward him, in which case he might have considered shielding her. But given her attitude, which remained as defiant as ever, he knew that unless he made her suffer, she would likely fail to recognize reality.

"Honestly, they all ran off," Mo Mo grumbled with dissatisfaction. Looking at the person still fussing over the flowers and plants, she strode over and dragged them away.

Qin Rou was both embarrassed and anxious, her pretty face buried so low she dared only stare at her own toes.

"I need to rest," Pang Tong said, leaning on his heavy sword as he gulped down a large mouthful of spirit liquid, panting heavily. His internal spiritual energy was recovering, but his spirit was utterly exhausted.

Jun Zeyu clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh, drawing bright red blood without him even noticing.

He was terrified of being snatched away by villains, for then he would have no mother, and his mother would have no precious babies like them.

Before leaving, Duoduo looked up at the ceiling fan in Yuan Jieying’s office. It was so large that she couldn't even carry one back, let alone three! She would need a vehicle to transport them.

That was why Beibei was familiar with Xingye; otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to knock on their door today to ask for help retrieving the kite.

Though it was the depth of winter, the entire mountain was covered in blooming wintersweet flowers; the branches stood like frozen gold, as if carved from ice and cast in jade.

As for when to settle the score, ahem... it would be better to wait until he had been dealt with first.

Knowing she would not give up easily, Madam Zhao had no choice but to give her the address of the orphanage. Zhao Qiu-xue took the car keys and left.

He went to the room for a look and saw that both children were fast asleep on the bed. He didn't disturb them, instead walking over to sit beside Lu Zhe.

Xiang Dongliu took one look and, without a word of nonsense, drew his great blade and charged forward.

When the day’s competition ended, Lan Yun went back to rest, while He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua continued to practice their arts.

I was both shocked and delighted; at the critical moment, I had finally deciphered it. However, I did not yet know what the censored content of this recording actually was. After asking Du Gang to send the decoded audio via software, I didn't even have time to listen to it before taking my phone and heading back into the courtroom.

Looking at Shi Le and the others, he wished he could strip them bare. They were supposed to be the pride of a city—did they really have such meager assets?

The assistant did not leave but remained seated beside me. I looked up at him; he seemed to want to say something more, but I no longer wished to listen, so I walked out of the conference room.

"That suits me perfectly! Yunling, feel at ease here with Youmeng. If the Madam asks tomorrow, I will explain it for you." Time spent going back and forth was limited; it was better to have a day of leisure. Besides, there was nothing urgent to attend to back at the manor, and chatting like this with Shangguan Youmeng was quite pleasant.

"General... is this really for the best?" Tito asked, conflicted. Ever since Jiang Wuming ordered the *Century-Span* to provide rear-guard support while the other units evacuated, Tito had been agonizing over the command. He wasn't afraid of death; rather, he knew the entire crew would have to gamble their lives, and his greatest worry was for Jiang Wuming.

Later, I searched for the first general manager who founded the company. His name was Zhang Yang, age 28. Judging from the photo, he was quite the handsome man, yet there was something in his eyes that seemed identical to what I saw in the man at the bar today.

On the eleventh of the second month, Huo Chengjun received orders to enter the palace. As was customary, she first went to see Shangguan Youmeng, who revealed why Xu Pingjun had summoned her. Afterward, the two went together to the Jiaofang Palace.

Han Chao’s singing, laced with a Northeastern accent, echoed throughout the private room, and his facial expressions and body language were spot-on.

By the twelfth lunar month, checkpoints were set up at every village entrance. Any "ghosts and monsters" wearing the "five categories of class enemies" patch had to be escorted by Red Guards whenever entering or leaving the village to beg forgiveness from Chairman Mao.