Living Next Door to a Big Shot
You, mere mortal, how dare you cross me! Dongfang Hejing reprimanded angrily. Had Yang Chunmei not been present, she would likely have resorted to physical violence.
This... John opened his mouth. Though his instincts urged him to retort and deep down he still looked down upon traditional Chinese veterinary medicine, the facts lay stark before him, sticking in his throat like a fishbone and leaving him utterly speechless.
Xiao Fei was inwardly shocked as well. If I had learned this sooner, I could have shattered the Susanoo Demon Lord of the Great God Susanoo with a single palm. There would have been no need for such arduous efforts, ultimately relying on a combination of Confucian, Buddhist, and Taoist immortal arts to destroy him.
When outsiders were present, Ah Li would address the High Priest as the Old Priest, since Ah Li was now the true High Priest of the Fox Clan.
Sound waves rolled outward, shaking the entire forest. Anyone unaware of the situation would surely have thought weapons testing was underway inside the woods.
A few kilometers away, the information vehicle serving as a temporary command post also executed an immediate U-turn and fled, desperate to escape this nightmare of a place.
This was entirely unexpected. Old Mo grew nervous and hastily ordered his demolition squad to prepare explosives, rushing forward to blow up the Pershing tank.
Aishwarya took the honeycomb, squeezed out the honey inside, and brought it to her lips to eat with elegance. Yet with that single squeeze, all the bee pupae within had been crushed to death. Both she and Xiao Fei ate only the honey, leaving the pupae untouched.
That abruptly appearing grayish mist was no longer visible. However, upon careful perception, every single Sea Shark clan member could sense that the surrounding seawater was somewhat abnormal, as if the gray mist had not truly vanished, but merely concealed itself all around them.
Division Commander Zou was violently shoved to the ground by two of his trusted aides, narrowly escaping the recent barrage of gunfire. Before he could even push himself up, a heaven-shaking explosion rang out in his ears as a cannonball pierced straight through the wall of the ancestral hall and soared out into the open.
Wan'er was only six years old and had never seen her father so angry. Thoroughly frightened, she began to sob and hiccup as she recounted what had happened.
I twitched the corners of my mouth and looked at him, naturally spotting the bruise on the edge of his lips. It had clearly been treated, though I wondered who might have helped him with it.
Just as Mangkang attempted to take things a step further—at that very critical juncture—I suddenly suffered full-body spasms and pushed Mangkang away. Leaning over the edge of the bathtub, I began to retch violently.
There were few guests inside the hall, all of them members of the Cheng clan. Although this was not the Cheng clan's fiefdom, the Cheng and Gu families had intermarried for generations and thus maintained a deep-rooted alliance. Here in Gu City, the Cheng family also possessed a grand residence.
Charlotte's hands involuntarily caressed her back. Even through her clothes, he could feel her skin—smooth and delicate like fine brocade, possessing an exquisite texture.
Many people stepped down from their carriages; remaining inside was simply too sweltering, and alighting at least offered a breath of fresh air.
Tie Xingfeng was setting off for the imperial examinations. He could bear leaving his father, and he could bear leaving his younger sister, but he could not bear parting with his dear Wan'er.
I looked at him in bewilderment. Without even glancing back at me, he led me straight toward the stairwell. Just as we reached the elevator lobby, the doors happened to open, and out stepped my next-door neighbor. We had crossed paths frequently when coming and going lately, so we habitually greeted one another.
Charlotte's eyes bulged in astonishment. Gazing at these tattered sheepskin scrolls, he found himself utterly baffled; one of them looked entirely familiar, being the very first one he had ever acquired. It was practically identical to this.
It was not until Andy returned to her homeland and he helped her unravel the mystery of her ancestry that he vaguely began to understand how all of this stemmed from the hand of God.
After seeing Guo Baotian off, Guo Xinnian returned to the inner courtyard, where Zhang Xinghua and Li Juan emerged to resume their meal.
Qin Dandan and Zou Wei held a fifty-fifty partnership. Calculating based on the coal company's annual gross revenue, their individual yearly earnings averaged several million, and with high production output could even reach tens or hundreds of millions. Barring any accidents, they too could soon become overnight billionaires.
After listening to the unanswered ringtone on his phone, Pei Zhiyan dragged his luggage out of the airport. When Shen Qingyan woke from her bed the next morning, she habitually reached to the bedside table to check her phone, only to find Pei Zhiyan's missed calls.
Now, uttering those very words before everyone present amounted to a complete and open admission that he was inferior to Lin Zhou.
Although the seven-day tour was primarily designed for itinerant traders, the number of people acquiring wealth first within the domestic sphere had grown steadily over the years. Some also wished to venture abroad to see the world, and second-generation elites like Qin Chuan could naturally use this pretext to travel.
In later generations, rope-twisting machines were entirely computer-controlled and easy to adjust, but at this time everything was operated manually, relying entirely on the master artisan's skill.
Tang Long watched the dazed expression of Jackal. He was the exact image of Tiger-Snake, having also come for the family estate. Thus, the question of whether Tiger-Snake's death was connected to him became the crucial point.
Zhang Liang gazed deeply at Lin Jingyu, noting that the other man remained as reckless as ever. With a calm expression, he formed hand seals, causing the Samsara Bead to emit ripples of chaotic light.
He still found it hard to believe, fearing that Jian Chen might have merely deduced his inner intentions through external appearances and was now putting on a mysterious front to deceive him. Therefore, he still kept the words unsaid, reciting them silently in his heart instead.
Immediately afterward, accompanied by Meng Youlan's suppressed, soft moan, Yang逸 felt a surge of pure energy, as gentle as water, transmit from their point of connection. Following a specific pathway, it flowed directly into his Dantian, enhancing his strength with every passing second.