Chapter 70: That Is Older Brother

The head of the Shu family is Shu Dongxiang. Now that Shu Dongxiang has suddenly met with misfortune, dark currents are surging beneath the surface of the Shu family.

"Hey, why are you doing this?" Su Yan couldn't help asking. Having one's monthly stipend cut in half was just like having one's salary halved. Although she didn't know how much Chang Feng's monthly stipend was, a fifty percent reduction was truly a heavy punishment.

Hearing Li Renjie's guarantee and intimidated by his strength, the crowd swallowed their dissatisfaction and dared not raise the objection again. After all, there were still fifty thousand left; if they pushed him too far, not even fifty thousand would be left.

Creatures capable of surviving in the True Water of Yin mostly had terrifying backgrounds. One must know how formidable Lu Yan's physical body was, yet he dared not cross the river by wading through it.

Although there was a barbed wire fence in the middle, it could not stop the nearby villagers from crossing back and forth. It was truly the best location for a clandestine entry.

In truth, the moment you hesitated, Ziyue and even your friends were utterly disappointed in you, because it showed that in your eyes, anyone could be measured and compared by their value.

Without his mental energy, he couldn't even retrieve the self-destruction bomb of the Demon Flower, which was why he gritted his teeth and resorted to another trump card.

Huyan Dawei was simply burning with rage. Just as his mecha stabilized its center of gravity, he saw clusters of brilliant fireworks blooming before his eyes. Every single one of these fireworks meant that one of his subordinates had been blown to pieces. Winged mechas being blasted apart by ground combat mechas was nothing short of a humiliation to them.

"How could this happen?" Yue Ling couldn't help chiming in. In fact, Sun Youming was just waiting for her to ask so that he could continue with what he had to say.

Naturally possessing self-awareness and knowing he lacked the capability to accomplish it, he nodded at Jiang Mohan and gave an embarrassed, awkward smile.

Whenever Li Si appeared, it meant there was food. Now, in the minds of the Black Bear Security guards, Li Si was virtually synonymous with food.

Even if beaten to death, he would never forget that terrifying fellow, Mochou. A few years ago, when he was out on a mission, he happened to see Mochou fighting a monster. Thinking the sword in the other's hand looked fine, he attempted to launch a sneak attack to seize it.

Leng Xianning walked over to a couch on the side, instinctively wanting to keep her distance. This man was simply too dangerous, and since it was impossible to figure out what he was thinking, she couldn't be bothered to ponder it any further. Wouldn't it be better just to stay farther away?

Regarding Dove's words, Chen Yu was also rather helpless. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to her and could only shake his head in depression.

Now he was already the champion of the Huaxia Youth Martial Arts Tournament, boasting exceptional martial arts prowess, having signed lucrative endorsement contracts, and possessing considerable wealth.

"Third Prince." Hua Hao and Yue Yuan curtsied, simply not expecting to run into him here, and moreover, together with their mistress.

During the days she was unconscious, Xiling Jing had prepared new clothes for her. Her face warmed slightly. She picked out a garment that looked slightly less eye-catching to wear, shouldered her bundle, and set off on the road with Xiling Jing.

Those cultivators who were still stubbornly holding on suddenly suffered the impact of Chen Yu's mental shockwave and could no longer endure it, collapsing straight to the ground.

Therefore, taking advantage of the time when he had no city patrol duties, Ruan Jun had his personal guards keep watch outside the Fude Pawnshop. If they saw Linger go out, they were to come and notify him so that he could dress neatly and arrange a beautiful encounter with her, which was much better than daydreaming all by himself.

On the silk-lined tray before Li Shimin rested that rare dark green pearl, which the palace artisans referred to as the black pearl. They had already begun studying how to craft a precious treasure centering around this pearl.

Different weapons required different ways of handling them; in this regard, the gap between Edward and Qin Qiong was as vast as the Yangtze River.