Volume One, Chapter 33: Fooling the Old Man

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Old Fang showed no great change in expression at the words, but deep in his eyes, a trace of imperceptible disappointment flickered. He sighed and said, “No capital anywhere could tear a piece of prime meat from Huasheng Group. One could say that, today, the only force capable of shaking Huasheng Group is the state.”

Tang Yi glanced at the newspaper and was stunned. He hurriedly took it, his expression changing from calm composure to the slightest hint of panic.

As soon as he finished speaking, the window shifted faintly and a cold breeze swept through. Yet the Twin Heavenly Demon Guards had already vanished, leaving only the heavy sighs of the two men in the private room.

Wang Zhigang smiled. Without waiting for Miao Manyun to invite him, he found a seat himself—and promptly dropped into the seat of honor.

The military could finally breathe a little easier. Li Chuan spent only the morning at the theater command headquarters before flying to Gaize County to inspect the progress of the projects there. He had to make several flights a day, each one crossing more than a hundred kilometers over the highlands.

Zhang Zhai had mastered the first principles. Rather than follow the system’s design in full, he chose to begin from first principles and design the entire controlled nuclear-fusion device himself, then verify it against the system’s data.

“Exactly. Let’s see whether he can hold out.” Yan Shi pretended to look helpless as well. Who could have known that Yun Xu had deliberately lured those centipedes over? In an instant, countless centipedes swarmed around him.

Confronted with the accusation—an accusation made by the person involved—Wang Guixi stammered for a long while, not daring to utter another word. After all, the man had gone missing from his own hands.

The moment those words were spoken, Great Compassion Zen Master, who had been meditating, suddenly began coughing violently and glared at Zhou Jiuhui in shock and fury.

The man was breathtakingly handsome, yet his face was deathly pale. He looked like a sickly, beautiful youth, so frail that he might die at any moment.

After Xu Feihang confirmed it, Lexi shut his eyes tightly, his face contorted in anguish. He clenched both fists and slammed them onto the table, making the teacups clatter wildly. Xu Feihang was utterly puzzled, but the other officers lowered their heads in silence, as though they had already anticipated this.

Just as Ye Jingyun was about to end his life, a sudden croak sounded behind him.

War is a cruel teacher. An ordinary teacher gives the lesson first and the examination afterward; war gives the examination first and the lesson afterward. In peacetime, soldiers are like iron ore. They are sifted, melted in the furnace of the barracks, and infused with refining agents until they become the finest iron billets.

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Mu Qingzhu looked at the brother and sister. In that instant, she realized that in certain respects, they truly did resemble each other.

Qin’s father stormed out in a rage. Qin’s mother hurried in, her expression complicated as she looked at Su An, who was shedding tears. Unable to restrain herself, she slapped Su An across the face.

“What are you here for? State your name!” another guard shouted loudly, his voice ringing like a great bell. He was clearly a trained fighter. The funny thing was that the two men even seemed to have divided their lines between them. For now, it was impossible to tell which was playing the straight man and which the comic.

To determine what had actually happened, Xia Bolun sat in the corner of the room and prepared to cast the ritual spell Divine Communion.

A supernatural ability user somewhere between the second and third ranks could not possibly expend so much energy using a second-rank innate ability. Innate abilities were designed for all supernatural ability users; an advanced ability could not possibly have been configured so perversely. The only explanation was that Xu Feihang was using it incorrectly.

After dealing with the ghost, Zhang Daben immediately turned to Pi Yanluo, only to find Pi Yanluo roll his eyes back and collapse face-first onto the ground.

“Fuck your mother!” Brother Sanzang charged over from somewhere, a dagger still clutched in his hand.

“Li Changkong—an eagle striking the open sky. What a fine name. You actually managed to obtain the Buddha’s true relic body? Incredible. Simply incredible,” Aunt Lan said slowly, sounding highly appreciative of Li Changkong.

Xu Bai and his companion walked along the street, finding the air all the more moist and refreshing beneath the rain. A faint, secluded fragrance drifted into their nostrils, dispersing the drowsiness brought on by rising too early.

At that moment, Old Hai’s car had not yet arrived. He wanted to meet up with Old Hai and go play on the grasslands together.

“Damn it, if I’d known who they were last night, I would have skinned them alive!” Brother Zhong said with a laugh.

“That direction!” A-Jing and Ruan Yunyun suddenly turned toward a section of stone wall not far away.

In truth, the scholar had always cared about this old classmate’s marriage. Zhao Lixin was an introvert who generally told no one about his troubles, preferring to keep everything bottled up inside. That was why the scholar had never figured out why he had remained unmarried all these years.

A long-suppressed yearning and sense of intimacy toward the grasslands suddenly leaped from Baoshirigulen’s heart.

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“You go in first. I’ll park the car and follow you,” Xiao Chen said softly before driving toward a parking space nearby.

“Very good. Red Wolf, your mission is to gather all the detailed information,” Asebaru said.

“Damn, the mosquitoes here are bigger than birds. If you wear nothing but a pair of shorts, they’ll suck you dry in less than two minutes.” Old Ninth pointed at my leg.

Handan supported Yunyao as they entered, hurriedly winking at Yan Luo to signal that she should come down at once.

Yunyao could not help glancing at Shangguan He. His complexion was somewhat waxen, and beads of sweat densely covered his forehead. A flicker of light passed through her eyes.

Feng Liuwu had once received guidance from an eminent master when she was young, but even so, at that moment she could barely avoid the attack.

“Older than her”—what a direct thing to say. Yet because of it, I changed my first impression of her and decided that she was refreshingly forthright.

At this point, the elf king Arthurati no longer concealed himself. He stepped out of the darkness clad in silver, his long hair framing golden eyes. Even amid his majesty, he radiated an incomparable nobility.

Although he could alter time, he could not absolutely conquer it. There was still a critical limit to how far time could be changed.

When Yunyao finally set foot on solid ground, her expression shifted slightly. This was actually a swamp! By the faint light of the luminous pearl, she could see scattered bones amid the desolate marsh, while a foul stench rushed toward her. Apart from that, there was not a single living creature.

Actually, even before Lu Qian had introduced the two of them, Xia Muhan had already wanted to meet this male actor on set.

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