Volume 1, Chapter 70: Whose Vinegar Jar Got Knocked Over?

【999 was removed from the live broadcast room by the administrator.】

Looking at the notification stating she had been kicked out of the live stream, Zhou Jiu'er's face turned ashen with anger.

She, the original creator, had actually been kicked out of the live stream by a copycat, and what was worse, it was done at the behest of those wealthy patrons who watched the substitute!

They even had the audacity to claim she was ruining the mood!

She was the real deal!

Furious, Zhou Jiu'er clutched her chest and comforted herself with the thought that she was using a secondary account, so no one knew her identity.

If they had known who she was, they certainly wouldn't have kicked her out; in fact, they would have stood by her side!

However... who on earth were those influential high-rollers on the copycat's leaderboards?

With such deep pockets, she shouldn't have been completely oblivious to them.

Could it be... that they were also using alternative accounts?

As more information flooded into Lian Ye's mind, he clearly understood why the battle situation had suddenly reversed, and why the Card Master's Tarot cards had suddenly flashed a warning of an ominous destiny.

Hearing this, Chi You also felt it made sense, and thought to himself, "Without demonstrating some true strength, it will be impossible to command respect." With that, he struck the mountain dozens of丈 tall standing behind him.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, with a gentle breeze blowing. The fragrance of flowers and trees from outside the hall mingled with the rich aroma of wine from within, drifting all around and making one feel intoxicated even without drinking. Furthermore, hearing the soothing strings and bamboo instruments played by the eunuchs of the Directorate of Ceremonies from the opera stage, and gazing at the rare lotus flowers transplanted into crystal basins atop the surrounding white jade foundations, one naturally felt a sense of entering a mesmerizing nocturnal banquet.

Throughout the meal, Huizhu naturally noticed that Hongli was not as lively as usual; a trace of worry was faintly hidden beneath his open brow, reminding her of the events from that afternoon. Therefore, she showed him even greater care than before during dinner, constantly serving him food and offering gentle words of concern.

"Yes, that's what we usually call the primary gemstone. All the tiny diamonds, tiny zircons, and these metal settings are simply meant to set off and highlight the main gemstone," Yan Wan nodded.

Making a sharp turn, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xu Da. Those previous blue sword projections merged into one, once again shooting forth from the blade's tip like a petal-shaped sword qi, locking onto Xu Da's location.

The three of them walked into the living room, and just as they wanted to take out some wine to have a sip, they discovered a jade slip resting on the main seat.

Yan Wan looked at her reflection in the mirror and slowly reached up to twist her long, draped hair into a high bun. Her willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, paired with fair and delicate skin, made her beauty at that moment look like the most generous gift from the heavens.

Meanwhile, Dai Feng not far away was far from idle, locked in an intense and evenly matched battle with Mo Si. However, Lu Fei could easily tell that Mo Si was using at most one percent of his full power to fight him. Yet, even against this mere one percent of power, Dai Feng was practically being reduced to a punching bag.

Upon hearing Wang Chen's words, beads of sweat broke out on the foreheads of the other three. They thought to themselves that the fourth brother's parting remark was truly a classic. Deng Shi hurriedly began winking at Pan Yun, while Feng Bang also stared persistently at Pan Yun, seeing as he possessed the best eloquence among them.

Long Qingchen watched the scene from afar, silently offering his condolences to Tantai Qian'er. Having fallen into the hands of Long Jinxuan'er, she was probably destined to live out her life as a maidservant, finding it nearly impossible to escape the grasp of Long Jinxuan'er.

"One million is merely the compensation for the people pulling the strings behind the scenes. I want thirty percent—give me three hundred thousand," he said, looking at Song Hu with a half-smile. Perhaps feeling that Song Hu was easy to push around, and after testing the waters, he decided one million was still too little and demanded the entire sum of one million three hundred thousand.

He carved out a short spatial passageway, stepped inside, and instantly appeared before the great spatial rift.

Originally, Lanyu had planned to drag Ding Zhen out from beneath the boat and beat him half to death, but now, she abandoned that notion.

While Kelo was still introducing the Tsunami Plan at the municipal bureau, Shen Tong had already received the notification from Mou Tianyi to take over the assets of the TChairman's group. Shen Tong proceeded as chairman to resolve the affairs regarding the dark M.

"You've been carrying this all the way?" The Holy Lord pondered for a moment. "We should take a look at this then. Since we have nothing else to do, we might as well skip going out tonight." With that, the Holy Lord glanced at Lan Kun.

"You had already taken your own life long before you were captured. In fact, both you and I know very well that you wouldn't sacrifice your life for your own career. I am very busy today and have no time to chat idly with you. Speak; I believe you know what I want." She looked at Wang Tianfeng, who had remained silent all along.

"Um... I'd like to ask, since you mentioned earlier that Ming Fan is very likely to recover his memories, will he still remember us?" Ming Cheng's question also stirred the same doubt lingering in Ming Lou's mind.

Having said that, Lin Shuang'er suddenly remembered that Ye Becheng was still waiting for her outside, so she stopped lingering in conversation with Huiyi.

"Then I shall trouble you." Jin Bao said as he led Qin Yuan and Liu Xuan toward his car.

Looking at Jin Beibei's terrified expression, Qin Yuan turned and walked toward the window, glanced around the surroundings, and then reached out to pull the curtains.

Professor Professor directly treated Bai Chen as a utility tool, and Su Bei nodded—given the chance to fleece wool, he naturally wouldn't let it slip by.

That mouth-part began searching for gaps, attempting to burrow inside, leaving Qin Susan with no choice but to dodge while holding the rattan basket forward.

The entire group remained completely unaware that Su Bei had already bypassed them and arrived beneath the large clock.

"I kindly ask Young Master Feng to show mercy." She hastily snatched her handkerchief back from his hands, maintaining her courtesy while deliberately keeping a polite distance.

Lin Shi was utterly enraged. Tonight, he had accompanied Su Bei running all over the place, and just when it seemed there might be news of Lin Qiantan, they were expected to just give up?

"We tested our spiritual roots at age five, she absorbed *qi* into her body at eight, and now she is sixteen," Lin Qiuyun said.

When the Song family heard that Feng Jinzhou had personally escorted Song Anru to the door, they all hurried into the grand hall in a flurry.

They failed to discern Lingyun's gender not because Lingyun wasn't a boy, but because Lingyun was an orc.

The melon patch of the Matchmaker was, to him and Medea at the time, no different from a modern social media hotspot; visiting it was an absolute must.

Qinghe anxiously brought back another piece of news: Mu Qiuhan had taken the initiative to reject the Crown Prince, refusing to cooperate with him.

However, as Zhou Zhiyue, the sole heir of the Mountain City Zhou family, there were simply too many people begging for his intervention between 4:00 and 5:00 AM every day. Although less than two months had passed, Zhou Zhiyue had to rack his brains for quite a while to finally recall who Wang Wei's "Sister Zhao" was.

However, Kakashi's reaction was lightning fast. After his White Fang blade's attack was blocked, his movement didn't stall for even a fraction of a second. His left hand grabbed Uchiha Makoto's right arm, which held the sword, and using the leverage, his body vaulted into the air, soaring over Uchiha Makoto's head. Mid-air, he slashed downward with his sword toward Uchiha Makoto's shoulder.

"Steward Ye, I wonder how this Ou has offended your esteemed faction? Here, I, Ou Zhenhua, offer you my sincere apologies," Ou Zhenhua said with a humble and submissive demeanor.

The Emperor was overjoyed and insisted on keeping Prime Minister Gong in the palace to play a game of Go—a match he had failed to win for many years.

"Not good!" Qi Xuanang, who was walking at the very front, was the first to notice. He let out a loud cry and threw himself aside to dodge.

"Your acupuncture points will unlock themselves after four hours. Just lie here obediently and don't foolishly scream for help; otherwise, you won't like what's waiting for you when I return." After saying this, Li Yihang vanished in a flash. True to his word, Zhong Mingjian didn't dare to cry for help, instead lying behind the boulders to quietly wait for his pressure points to unseal.