Ranran, from now on, you are my girlfriend.

Unsure of how much Lu Tingyuan had overheard, Ji Qingran remained silent.

Lu Tingyuan, however, displayed immense patience at the moment. He lowered his gaze to look at their intertwined hands, his fingertips slowly brushing across her palm—a seemingly casual gesture, yet one carrying a subtle, provocative undertone.

Under Lin's watchful gaze, Noah drifted down slowly from mid-air, landing right in front of Gargi, who was clutching his throat and coughing incessantly.

The old man had hardly rested along the entire journey, yet he remained in high spirits upon coming ashore. Although he wished not to disturb the local authorities, he still wanted to take a walk around. The local officials, not daring to take any chances, surrounded him with a large entourage both in front and behind as he strolled through the streets. Soon finding it dull and growing tired, the old man returned to the county guesthouse to rest.

"Jingyou" wore a completely vacant expression, staring blankly at everything unfolding before her as if utterly incapable of processing it.

"Bro, you can't use magic! Otherwise, none of the rest of us even need to play," someone immediately protested.

The only way to resolve this conflict was to expand production scale, lowering unit costs through increased volume to ensure the products remained competitive.

As the conversation at the table turned to the current state of stage performance arts, Zhou Yun, a professor from the conservatory of music, seemed to be conducting research on the subject. Eager to understand the perspectives of young people like Bao Feiyang and Meng Shuang regarding stage performances, she prompted Bao Feiyang to elaborate.

Between that mass of dark energy and the God-Slaying Sword, wisps of shadowy threads had already become visible to the naked eye.

However, his well-intentioned banter produced the exact opposite effect. While it failed to frighten the battle-hardened Ian, it did draw reprimands from the others.

Naturally, his underlying implication was that these financial advisors might have been derelict in their duties. Ultimately, he still harbored deep resentment over this transaction.

Joy, astonishment, confusion, and incomprehension flickered across their faces one after another. In the end, the two exchanged a tacit glance and once again turned their gaze toward Zhong Shi, their minds still brimming with questions.

Lei Yunyang sat directly behind them, a fathomless smile curving the corners of his lips, laden with heavy mockery.

If the Tongma Army garrisoned in Julu County were to suddenly move north, capture Guangning County, and seize control of the Yang River loop region, Liu Rui's retreat route would be severed. By then, Liu Rui would be cut off from supplies and forced to fight with his back to the water.

His sharp, sinister ink-black eyes shifted slightly toward Han Miaomiao, his words landing heavy and ruthless. As their eyes locked, Han Miaomiao's heart tightened, and she slowly clenched her fists at her sides.

Earlier in the game, the phone had rung countless times, but because Li Yu wanted to figure out the caller's background first, he hadn't answered. Now, realizing that the other party had likely obtained his number through Zhenfeng, and feeling no particular worry, he answered the call once more.

Upon entering the Night Alliance, Xiao Caifu became nothing more than an ordinary tool for killing. Aside from obeying orders to eliminate targets and resolve problems in the dead of night, she actually knew very little about anything else. As for the feud between Lan Jue and the Night Alliance, she had been aware of it ever since she joined.

Therefore, to sum it up, eavesdropping on others was one of Shangguan Mingqing's major hobbies, and that pitch-black head of his was the ultimate weakness used to strike back at him.

Tiptoeing along, she spread her arms and inched forward through the darkness, guided by a faint, steady breath. When her steps finally halted, a pair of trembling hands at last brushed against an unfamiliar object—soft, warm, and harboring an irregular breath just like her own.

Yao'er, it was you who refused to trust me. On the cliff, I already told you that once you did as I said, you would never have the chance to see that man again for the rest of your life. Now, I have fulfilled that. You will never see him again; even if you somehow did, you would no longer know who he is.