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“Good.” Tang Ning nodded. In truth, Chen Xiu had already become the one in control of the Independent Brigade. The success of the munitions factory had won him the confidence of everyone.
Just as the assassin stepped forward and raised his blade, Yun Lei rushed in, drove a sword through his chest, and kicked him heavily aside.
He understood why Thor and the others had done this, but if he wanted to leave, he could only rely on the Rainbow Bridge.
A trace of disgust flashed through Yun Shui Che’s eyes. “You’re the one who brought me here?” Her voice was equally cold.
Wu Zixuan had already decided what his next film would be. He did not even need to look for actors. All he had to do was stay home quietly and read the script, waiting for the production crew to notify him when filming would begin.
The two of them chatted back and forth. The darling in their arms grew more and more endearing the longer they looked at it, and they could hardly contain their affection.
The next morning, Ru Mei rose early. If she kept sleeping in every day, her parents-in-law would surely have something to say—and she herself would feel embarrassed.
Lin Xinhan sat in the automatic chair and activated it with her identity card. Before long, all the screens lit up.
Lin Xue sat in the back seat listening to us bicker, occasionally chiming in with a remark or two. Sister Luo drove while joining forces with Lin Xue to tease me, leaving me thoroughly exasperated.
Ximen Jing thought it over. Tomorrow evening, he had to accompany Gao Liang to the hospital, and he had already arranged to meet his senior schoolmate today. He had nothing much to do during the day, and he was also curious to meet this tycoon. Perhaps a business opportunity might come of it. So he agreed at once.
He had not done that in a long time, though he had wanted to last night. Unfortunately, he had not entered the grotto-heaven in ages, so he had first gone to cultivate and missed the opportunity.
“Go.”
The Wandering Immortal pondered for a moment, then pointed at the Heavenly Net. A majestic golden dragon burst from his fingertip and, amid furious roars, tore toward the Heavenly Net.
Why say that? How many people have you ever seen staying up in the dead of night, sprawled on a rooftop and grinning with delight? Especially with Lan Ling keeping watch not far away—it had clearly stirred certain improper thoughts in someone.
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After obtaining the information he wanted, Lu Yiping thanked Claire and then drove with Pang Zhong and the others in a commercial vehicle Claire had provided. They sped all the way to within five kilometers of the farm. By then, it was already past seven in the evening, and darkness had completely fallen.
“How can you do things this way? Lord Cui specifically ordered you to help me with all your strength. Yet when I ask you anything, you know nothing. What do you think Lord Cui will do to you if I tell him about this?” I asked immediately.
Yue Heng said nothing. He bent down and embraced me. I trembled instinctively, and then I felt his body go rigid.
At once, a powerful aura of murderous evil enveloped me. It gnawed at my body, and in the blink of an eye, I was utterly drained of strength and spat out a mouthful of blood.
When had the Esteemed Ximen ever been treated like a salted fish left out to dry? He wanted to slap his backside and walk away, but then he reconsidered. Such an opportunity was rare indeed, so he decided to wait patiently and broaden his horizons.
Two Realms City was a chaotic mix of people. There were residents from the city domains, people from all sorts of towns, and no one was subject to regulation. Since all of them possessed ranked power, even the soldiers stationed there found them difficult to control.
“I understand, President Yang. Tonight, I’ll relay this matter to every department of the Extraordinary Group. Tomorrow during the day, we’ll make our preparations, and in the evening, we’ll set off directly for Yanjing,” Big Boss Jin said.
At six o’clock, the sky outside the window was nearly pitch-black. The office lights made the room as bright as day, yet Nanxi remained completely absorbed in organizing the meeting materials. At this company, working overtime was an everyday occurrence.
Peng Liang prattled on without end, moving from the opening performance to the director, and then to the various shortcomings of Director Jiang Xia.
However, no one dared to serve as such cannon fodder. After all, failure would not only get them expelled from the Hero Formation Board, but also cost them points.
Because the group had been extremely busy lately, the two presidents were working overtime. Tang Chao, meanwhile, was helping his parents. When he received Yang Feifan’s message, he immediately panicked and hurriedly told his parents about it.
About ten minutes later, the phone in Yang Feifan’s pocket rang. The caller was Xia Ruoyue, who had entered the academy ten minutes earlier.
“Mina, it’s all right. Look, Jia Qing is dancing up there without a problem. Relax.” Tang Wanning reassured her, genuinely afraid that the girl might faint halfway through.
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A simple marriage alliance, once elevated to this level, would involve far-reaching consequences and therefore had to be considered with the utmost caution. If the negotiations failed, war might well break out. Once war began, the nation’s strength would decline. Winning would be one thing, but if they lost, the entire country might even fall under foreign occupation.
The residence where Wang Yuechan stayed stood at the northernmost edge of the capital and was heavily guarded. Qin Mubai and Qin Muan arrived in a drunken stupor.
The dim streetlamps flickered faintly. The second hand of the silver pocket watch beside Wang Yilong’s hand ticked softly. Anyone who leaned closer for a careful look would discover that the second hand was moving counterclockwise.
Seeing how weak the old man before her looked, Su Yibao’s heart softened, and she made a decision. Had it not been for this matter, she probably would never have left the Wen family.
Zhou Quanyu held Wang Tianmu in her arms. Her gaze lingered on his lips for a while before she finally sank her teeth into his shoulder.
Wang Tianmu had no answer to Zhou Quanyu’s doubts. He now had a suspicion, but it was so frightening that he could find no way to prove it.
The parents Lin Yan longed for, along with the entire Lin family, no longer existed. She simply did not know it yet, because her parents had sent her away two days before the Lin family’s downfall.
Zhu Tong raised her hand in an affectedly delicate gesture and pointed at Lin Mo, her face flushed with indignation. Yet after thinking for a long while, she still could not come up with a rebuttal. In the end, she blurted out—
He was a hidden guard. Together with Zijing and Boya, he had set up three tables and shared with King Fengrong and Yufei the most unforgettable—er, the most humiliating—dinner of his life.
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