27 Arrogant Attitude

Bai Daping had been in the garment business for most of his life; he was quick to grasp the subtext of a situation. The moment he heard A-Jiu’s suggestion, he realized it was a brilliant idea. He immediately asked A-Jiu to wait, dashed up the stairs in a flurry, and returned just as quickly, followed by a man dressed in lotus-colored robes.

Naturally, Jiang Tian had also shaken off Chen Fashu. Having served in his position for decades, his methods were far beyond the reach of these young men.

Lin Yuming feared exactly this. The more the chairman praised him, the more he became a thorn in the side of other factions within the group. He worried that one day, he might become a sacrificial lamb in these high-level power struggles.

The moment Su Xing saw the expression on Nightengale’s face, he knew something was wrong and hurried over to explain.

At nine in the morning, the paper effigy shop was already open for business, with all manner of strange and curious paper crafts displayed outside.

Jiang Tian’s ears could catch the rustle of grass from a hundred meters away; Meng Chao’s muttering could not escape him, of course. He curled his lip but chose not to argue with Meng Chao.

A-Jiu quickly agreed, and Mother Luo nodded repeatedly at her side. With tearful farewells to everyone, A-Jiu embarked on the long journey home.

Xiao Botian said nothing. He hoped Xue Ping would give him a reasonable explanation for why she had done this and why she had plunged him into such a crisis.

Chen Bei’s face was as cold as ice. Brother Hei didn't even care about his subordinates; he limped toward the door on his own.

Solitary and aloof, shunning the bustle of the world,
In dreams, the misty waves are painted in sunset hues.
With a penchant for purity, like a crane among the clouds,
I wash away the dust of the mundane and head toward the ends of the earth.

Unable to secure a victory after prolonged attacks, the Wu army had no choice but to retreat to the line between Yuezhou and Jingzhou to lick their wounds and conserve strength for another battle.

Originally, he had only planned to create an opportunity to force Chen Xia into demonic possession in front of a crowd.

Although this person still had a spark of life, it was very faint. If his guess was correct, the man was in a state of suspended animation, much like his mother’s heart attack back then.

His divine ability would undoubtedly have many candidates for "forced growth" in the future. Given the information-gathering capabilities of the Zhishou Temple, this would certainly not remain a secret for long.

This was information fed back by his brain, and the resulting image could pinpoint the exact location of the danger he had just sensed. His ancestors called this ability "Danger Perception."

"First: I hear your country is researching a machine that can be used for pumping water in mines. Regardless of whether the research is successful, our country requires the complete research data. At the same time, we wish to purchase a batch of your textile machinery, and these must be the most advanced models your country has to offer."

"It’s a good thing Sanyue is here, otherwise..." Gan Sisi’s figure looked somewhat bloated, and she was a bit reluctant to meet with Yang Jiu.

Tang Shunyan was observing the streets and every shop he passed. This was a market survey; in his hometown, most shops would have already closed at this hour of the night.

Sometimes the signal from Pei Si was intermittent. The system now believed Nan Shu: there was definitely a system or something similar attached to Pei Si.

No one can replace the law in passing judgment, because the law is the fairest thing in the world, and everyone is equal before it.

Xiao Jing felt a bit depressed. Things abroad were not like they were at home; the tangled web of various forces had countless complex connections.

"Second Uncle is worried about Silly Sister." Chen Wen took up the conversation, also looking troubled, though it was hard to tell if it was genuine or staged.

Under everyone’s careful nursing, the man who had been struggling on the verge of death finally tossed away his crutches. It was drizzling that day, and the sky looked like a bleak scene from a monochrome world. Dian Wei, wearing sleeveless leather armor, held a giant green leaf as an umbrella, while the person beside him looked deeply preoccupied.

After a few words of small talk, the Cat Alley shopkeeper said goodbye to Charlotte. Before leaving, the shopkeeper taught him the incantation to summon the Paradise, after which he would be free to enter at will.

Time drifted back twenty years. In the 103rd year of the Yunmeng Era, the Sect Leader of Tuofang, the Immortal Hong Jin, observed the celestial phenomena at night and suddenly saw the Heavenly Luan star shining with brilliant light. It drifted back twenty degrees, shifted instantly, and then settled in the eastern sky, remaining dim and motionless. The Immortal pondered it deeply but could find no answer.

Yet now, she found she could no longer control her own heart. Whenever Han Junyu acted even slightly intimate, the image of Cheng Yiben would flood her mind.

He had heard of Lin Zhan; even Song Xilan was no match for him. He hadn't been sure it was Lin Zhan a moment ago, but now that he was certain, and seeing that Lin Zhan was here and aligned with Xu Yao, cold sweat broke out on Tian Xiong’s back.

Because it was a repetition, the system sounded like it was speaking through a pinched throat, appearing sarcastic and strange.

Given the habits of dealing with people over the years, it was hard not to understand one’s nature, just as one could tell exactly how many legs a dog had by simply feeling them.

As long as one could win the favor of the envoy from the Listening Snow Tower during this Tianlong Empire examination, it was entirely possible to enter the Tower ahead of schedule.

Jiang Shan was also stunned by this scene. The two locked eyes, and for a moment, they were speechless, as if the air itself had frozen.

The hidden worries of not controlling one’s own channels were gradually manifesting. Having prepared the dried ginger, he didn't know who to sell it to or at what price, leaving Hu Mingchen feeling like a headless fly for a moment.

At this moment, five hundred elite cavalrymen and nearly a thousand warhorses were hidden in this inconspicuous poplar forest. Everyone waited in silence, quietly wiping their weapons and armor without making a sound. Apart from the occasional snort of a warhorse, the entire forest was utterly still.

Lying on the bed, I rubbed my belly and reached out to pull Keke into my arms. Keke woke up for a moment, saw it was me, snuggled further into my embrace, and closed her eyes to go back to sleep. A cat’s body temperature is higher than a human’s, and she was warm and comfortable to hold. Keke seemed to find it comfortable, too.

"How could that be? I just want this tournament to end sooner! If Junior Brother wishes to fight me at the same cultivation level, we can find a private time to spar after the grand competition ends!" Ouyang Kaitian laughed, completely ignoring Jiang Shan’s provocation.

As Lu Nanren’s lips parted slightly, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Clearly, he had not expected such words to come from the mouth of a young man.