Chapter 67 Who is Playing the Rogue?

After handing the five educated youths over to the day-shift doctor, Dr. Song and Tang Jinmei climbed back onto Jiang Xingye's tractor, and with a noisy chugging sound, they headed right back.

The production brigade leader naturally had to return as well; organizing production was always of the utmost importance.

Although the conditions of those five educated youths were not very good, they were temporarily out of danger.

The rest was just a matter of detoxification, and since the brigade leader was not a doctor, he certainly had no desire to stay on guard at the hospital.

By the time they returned to the production brigade, the morning star was still twinkling in the sky.

A-Pu would be away on a business trip for four or five days and had already asked the editor to handle the updates on behalf. During this period, A-Pu kindly requested everyone to help hold the fort so that the statistics on East Sea would not look too dismal. Thank you everyone, thank you everyone.

Though he was reluctant to recall it, unlike Hu Youming, Yin Jin was not someone who would compromise with himself.

Since you knew that His Imperial Majesty would not force you or go against your wishes, yet you still agreed to His Imperial Majesty, does that mean you had already fallen in love with the Ninth Brother?

Hearing that an old brother had come to visit, Yuan Feng personally went out to greet him at the main gate. Their hands grasped each other tightly before parting to look each other up and down, followed by a few heavy punches to each other's chests. Compared to the hypocritical reunion between the Crown Prince and the Prince of Qin just moments ago, this was the true bond of brotherhood.

Dongmen Qing shook his head and said, "No, our strength is already weaker than the opponent's. If we rush into a fight while still divided internally, we are bound to lose." Mentioning this loss brought another wave of bad premonitions surging into his heart, making him even more displeased. He shook his head and walked away, and Li Rongjiu did not follow.

Suddenly, that patch of silvery light flashed, and a dozen silver-shining water arrows shot out from the water toward a nearby spot not far away.

Yuehun's move bought time for Linglan Qianfei. He muttered something under his breath, and then his long sword burst into fierce flames.

Upon hearing this sound, both Miedao and the fake Shizifen frowned because a tricky character had appeared.

Yuehun looked at Suiye's excited appearance and let out a gentle sigh. Suddenly, Yuehun's body began to gradually turn transparent.

By this time, the school had long since gone on vacation, and most of the students had already returned home. Only a few students who were locals in the capital or teachers whose entire families lived nearby remained.

"Damn it, this thing is great when you think about it—you can't escape it at any drinking gathering; but it's also damn well annoying, just like having a rope tied around you, dragging you out no matter where you hide!" Zhou Aiguo muttered, while quickly picking up his pager.

"Uncle Yi, Dad, shall we get started first?" Chen Hao looked at the wall clock hanging in Yi Feng's house and tentatively asked.

"The floor is this glossy?" Yang Qihao stared in utter astonishment. Having barely recovered a bit of mobility and wanting to crawl up, he couldn't help hesitating somewhat.

Limin frowned. "How did you think of that?" Her expression was as though she had been reminded of something quite repulsive.

If it were in a private setting, he would certainly step up to accept the challenge. But now, in front of a huge crowd... he wasn't even very good at layups, and in a one-on-one he would definitely lose to Zhao Jian. By then, it wouldn't just be himself making a fool of himself; he would disgrace the entire school's reputation.

"Wang Zijin, should I just wait for you here?" Qin Hongjin looked at the half-open door and asked with trepidation.

It would have been better if Yun Mu had simply broken ties with him, but Liu Yu suddenly turned so gentle that classmate Sun Ziyang didn't even have room to vent his anger. Liu Yu's remark, "We've already made plans with someone else," should have been quite normal, but the more Sun Ziyang thought about it, the more wrong it felt—how on earth did she and Yun Mu become "we"?

She asked Zhang Ruofeng whether he could adjust his schedule and choose another date to avoid Rong Xin'er's unstoppable momentum.

The man lowered his gaze, looking straight for the first time at the girl who kept asking questions. She had an exquisitely pretty face, and her dark eyes flashed with some strange light under the dim, warm-toned lighting.