Volume 1, Chapter 52: Qin Tianlang Uncovers Huo Xiao's Background, It Is Qin Chen
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Her former residence had relatively cheap rent, but everything else—the surroundings, security, transportation, and so on—was far from satisfactory.
They had recorded some footage, but fearing they would run out of time, Ye Fan and I hurried away first. Jiugong stayed behind to watch the house.
They had no idea that Chen Ting had used his spiritual sense to envelop himself and Xue Yao, preventing anyone else from hearing their voices.
“Now that he has you—someone willing to spend money on her and utterly devoted to her—she probably wants to show you off before handing you over to Brother Ma.”
Zheng Keye choked for a moment. In the darkness, Lin Tang’s excellent eyesight caught his face turning completely red. She had never expected that Zheng Keye, who appeared so cold and arrogant on the surface, would be so easily embarrassed in private. Lin Tang secretly laughed.
For one thing, she did not want too many people to know that someone had tried to violate her. Even though nothing had happened in the end, her reputation would still have been ruined.
“It’s probably to stop the dead from rising, turning into zombies, and wandering out,” Ye Fan said calmly.
No one could have imagined that, after running into one dead end after another, Wulu would find an entirely different path and begin researching skeleton mechs—and actually succeed in developing one.
It was precisely because of this attitude that, in modern society, food lovers had begun to place increasing importance on the word “wild.”
“Don’t worry. I guarantee you’ll be able to use the basketball court before the event begins,” Liu Genshan assured Zhang Fan solemnly.
Qin Wanyi froze for a moment, as though she had just heard the funniest joke in the world. Unable to hold herself back, she laughed so hard she nearly collapsed onto the ground. Even clutching her stomach, she could not stop her face from flushing crimson.
In truth, Wuwei had not taken Duke Zhou’s words to heart at all. He had merely agreed casually. In Wuwei’s mind, there was no such thing as a problem that could not be solved, and he had never liked troubling others.
“Whatever,” Lai Qingtian said. Ye Wuhui took a brief look and realized that Lai Qingtian was not merely putting on a brave front. His injuries were indeed only superficial; none had struck a vital point. Given enough time, he should recover without difficulty.
The Jinyang Emperor was wary of Xie Wuhua, but an emperor’s pride made him reluctant to let anyone see that wariness. Thus, all intelligent people pretended not to notice—including Xie Wuhua himself.
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“Don’t worry, Master! We’re going to Vancouver in a few days. As soon as the event there is over, we’ll head straight to Europe. I can hardly wait.” Wuwei truly wished he could leave with his master that very moment.
As they spoke, the servers brought plate after plate of seafood to the table, each dish sending up a rich, savory aroma. After arranging the exquisite delicacies, they said softly, “Sir, your meal has been served. Please enjoy.” Then they withdrew.
“But this time is different. Perhaps I have to say some of the things I kept repressed for so long before Liu Xin can understand my difficulties. In truth, no matter how one looks at it, I should not have concealed anything. But the beginning of my relationship with Shen Duo was so vague and uncertain—how could I explain it to Liu Xin?”
Seeing Ye Wenyou as he was now, Ye Wuhui could not help thinking of his own father, grandfather, and third, fourth, and fifth uncles. They seemed almost to have been carved from the same mold.
But no one had the heart to surround Li Xu anymore. Their stomachs were all rumbling, and if they did not get to the cafeteria soon, they would miss lunch.
The Radiant Sun Sword pierced Cao Shulin through the chest. His face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat beaded his forehead. Clearly, he was forcing himself to endure the pain. Cao Shulin gave Qin Feng a brilliant smile and said, “Remember. Live well.” With that, his eyes closed forever.
Li Yan held a hamburger in one hand, wolfed it down in a few hurried bites, drained a glass of milk in one gulp, then rushed into the conference room to preside over the meeting with stern seriousness.
Ye Zhi had not logged into his TikTok account in a long time. He himself did not seem to know how many followers he had by now.
Sister Lan had only said it in passing. She had never supported Tang Jiayang openly opposing Xu Nuo. That would not only harm Tang Jiayang herself, but also help Xu Nuo build an even greater reputation.
Li Feng’s subordinates had spent many years in the entertainment industry and were exceptionally skilled at investigating other people’s private lives. If Yin Shunning and Jing Yinuo had truly been as bold as they appeared in the photographs, there was no way they could have escaped discovery.
The six enormous petals appeared extraordinarily soft, still drifting slowly of their own accord. Every living creature or dead object that flew above them was dragged in and turned into food.
Qiao Yu seemed to vaguely remember that Yelena Isinbayeva had also been an ambassador for the Sochi Winter Olympics.
The air had grown icy cold. Neither man intended to compromise, and time itself seemed to have stopped.
Because Zhi Xin Technology’s e-commerce operations were divided into three major branches—Taobao, Tmall, and JD.com—they could be said to constitute a single platform, yet in essence they were not one. They competed with one another while remaining unified under the same whole.
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If it gives people grounds for criticism, then it is a weakness. Once that weakness is seized and put to good use, many problems can naturally be solved.
The distance to Baiyujing was at least a dozen kilometers, yet he arrived in an instant. In the next moment, he was already standing before Baiyujing, face-to-face with him.
“What’s wrong with enduring nine nights? For nine nights, I only told you stories. I never laid a hand on you. Where did this talk of skill come from?” Xue’er continued to smile.
“This… thank you, Young Master Fang. Thank you, Young Master Fang.” Although the prison official was tall and powerfully built, and the dungeon passage was spacious enough that even standing upright he still had plenty of room above his head, he was nevertheless overwhelmed by the honor and bent forward in obsequious bows.
No. It was clearly that the Sovereign had gained the Master’s experiences, while the Master had recovered the Sovereign’s memories.
“All three missions involve finding something? The Profound Origin Spirit Tree, the Heaven-Returning Pearl, and the Soul-Suppressing Stele! As expected, none of them will be easy!” After reading through all three missions in one breath, Tian Chen shook his head helplessly.
Ye Chu had watched helplessly as the members of the Ye family died, and she herself had been relentlessly hunted. Those nightmares tormented her day and night.
Yet Mu Yun now knew that the mission would be difficult after all—and its difficulty lay in the Sea of Mists. Like the Tang Monk on his pilgrimage, Mu Yun would have to overcome every kind of trial and tribulation before he could complete it.
However, according to the report, it was not merely that demonic cultivators had infiltrated Baiyue Prefecture. This was no simple infiltration: a large number of officials were secretly members of the demonic sect, and even the Lord of Baiyue Prefecture and the grand general were among them.
Xiao Xue had no intention of showing off. After all, the Three Elders held exalted positions, and there was no need to reveal too much before them. In time, these matters would be unveiled one by one, gradually strengthening Fang Ling’s standing in the eyes of the Three Elders.
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