Chapter 107: The Global Ambition of Bai Yujing (Urgent Update—Please Subscribe and Vote)

Wang Fan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly.

This was not the first time he had been rejected.

Since the central government issued the mission, the Shanghai Overseas Propaganda Department had nearly knocked on the doors of all the major sects, hoping to find willing collaborators.

However, among the sects willing to cooperate in Shanghai, only the Beast Sect had stepped forward.

But with Jia Long traveling all the way to Shanghai, it was impossible to have only the Beast Sect handle the reception.

Other B-level sects lacked leaders with sufficient strength.

The furious black dragon soared into the sky. Concerned for Chu Yun’s safety, he had no choice but to abandon the search for the enemy and reunite with Chu Yun first.

Both sides were surrounded by swarms of guards, and everyone’s eyes fell on how the two’s sleeves were tightly linked, forming an intimate shape.

A brief comparison suddenly revealed that Cao Cao, who exerted no effort and only lived off others, was the most disliked...

Xiao Ruo’s expression darkened; he rolled up the map and stood up.

Upon hearing this, Xia Qianmo’s face flushed slightly. She glanced hurriedly at Chen Chen before quickly turning away.

The dragon clan of the Underworld also possessed formidable regenerative power. This sword strike had little effect on the Nine Nether Underworld Dragon, but being ambushed was always infuriating. Roaring in anger, he swept his gaze over the battlefield below.

The words still echoed in his ears... Now, it seemed he had grown accustomed to the act. At this thought, Yang smiled helplessly and quickened his pace toward the governor’s mansion.

Is this my dream? When the prince approaches Cinderella, can she truly regard all this as reality?

Yet, the deeper the predicament, the thicker the skin of Xie Yifan—whose resilience rivaled the thickness of city walls—became. He smiled, and it was a genuinely joyful smile.

“Perhaps the princess isn’t used to this name yet. What if I called you Liu Yun?” The man suddenly blocked me with a fan, his tone unfriendly.

Xie Yifan did not notice that the words slipped out unguarded, perhaps even reflecting his true feelings.

Being forced to swear an oath—this was something Qin Lang would never do. At once, despite the pressure, Qin Lang spoke up immediately.

I know the mixed material is different from ordinary soil; its density is lower and its content significant, which makes the rubbing sensation noticeably lighter. But as for what the mixed substance actually is, I am unsure.

This was my first time observing Mount Wanku closely. The last visit was at night, so I never really understood the nature of this mountain.

Lu Yuehua’s entire body was flushed red, her cheeks even more so, turning a bright scarlet as if about to bleed.

“Damn it.” I cursed sulkily, glaring at the back of Yin Tian’s chair before turning to pull off Lady Bian’s stockings.

Guests have arrived. Although Li Yan was not particularly welcoming toward this father and son duo, he could not bar them from the front gate for a conversation. He invited them inside the villa for a detailed discussion.

Ordinary people would naturally fear ghosts. But due to his previous experience at 16, he initially believed that the “Ghost Official” had mercifully spared him last time, and assumed this encounter meant the Underworld refused to release him and had sent a different ghost to claim his life.

Those entering the detention center, aside from some crimes of passion, were mostly repeat offenders—world-weary veterans who had seen enough filth, with no hope left for society.

It was clear that Captain Niu was a man of few words. He ordered me to summon Miaomiao, then commanded armed guards to stand by as two officers moved to lift the bowl cabinet.

After hearing his subordinate’s report, Dongfang Xiuqi immediately rushed out, only to find his men lying on the nearby street.

At the Wang family residence, Wang Tianxiong slowly unwrapped the bandages covering his face, then breathed a long sigh of relief after confirming in the mirror that there was no noticeable change.

Harry’s words contained some exaggeration, largely to comfort Wang Jie, though there was a measure of sincerity within them.