Chapter 25

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Director Long narrowed his eyes slightly while listening to the hold tone on the line. He had already made up his mind: he would certainly heap praise and commendation upon Fang Cheng when they spoke.
The Zhou Mingxu of today is no longer the real Zhou Mingxu; Heng Jinghui had long ago provided him with a new identity. His marriage to Liang Muqiu was a re-registration he performed only after acquiring this new persona.
To provoke a king, only to be crushed, defeated, cast out of the spatial mirror realm, and stripped of one’s qualifications—this was merely the natural order of things.
Yet, before long, the girl was sent out of the imperial palace. Even before her departure, she was made to drink a decoction at the Imperial Hospital that would ensure she could never conceive, only then being cast out.
Outside the window, the rain fell heavily, pattering against the glass. Zhou Xuan turned over and buried his face deeply into his pillow.
Although he rarely came here, Li Moran had always employed a cleaner to tidy the place once a week, so the rooms remained quite clean when he entered.
In a sense, her senior brother, Gongsun Ye, offered her a greater sense of security than even her own biological brother, Su Yi, the current head of the Su family and the God of War of Tianlan.
Changing locations, this time they traveled quite far; Liu Mu and his three companions rode horses toward a different region.
Ye remained expressionless, his gaze fixed on the hand that had just rested against his chest. Her warmth still lingered there, a searing heat that scorched his heart, making it feel red-hot.
These eight were all elites of the valley, having fought through hardships and overcome countless obstacles. Of course, the Ghost and the Old Demon had a relatively easier time, and Lin Feng also appeared somewhat at ease.
"How vulgar, always talking about money. Uncle Zhang, this is a master who transcends the mundane world; he possesses true ability. Do you think everyone is like you, only recognizing money? Money is not omnipotent; many things are far more important." Before my martial uncle could speak, I reprimanded Uncle Zhang. Was it not too crass to bring up money? My martial uncle was a true enlightened master.

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As for outsiders, they naturally remained unaware of Nie Tian's current thoughts, and thus, they could not know that his comprehension of the True Intent had reached such a shocking level.
However, Shen Ao gradually gained the upper hand. Although he could previously only manifest the strength of an early-stage Mingjin practitioner, his defensive capabilities had not diminished. Facing a dozen Western psychics below the Mingjin level, even if they could injure his skin, they could not damage his meridians.
Although Qin Long secretly guessed that the purpose of this burly man from the Northeast was similar to his own, he still had to observe further before things became clear.
Nie Tian’s voice was resonant and unreserved; when he had first stepped into the Heavenly Image realm, he had condensed eight celestial phenomena.
Ran Sinian prepared himself, planning to look up at this man in his dream for the umpteenth time, hoping against hope to see his face. However, this time, before Ran Sinian could even look up, the other party spoke first.
In an instant, the two collided repeatedly in the void. As their palm prints intersected, the entire expanse was filled with the crushing pressure of laws, and an endless storm of destruction extended for hundreds of miles, obliterating everything in its path.
Lias's parents were not surprised in the least; they simply told her that they were already arranging the ceremony and instructed her to bring Xiaoming along once she received notice, so they could hold an engagement ceremony for the pair.
Xiao Yuanshan sensed the kingly aura faintly radiating from Nie Tian and felt a quiet sense of gratification. Once the powerful enemies were repelled, he intended to reveal another secret of the Azure Dragon Palace to Nie Tian.
Three days later, Huang Jun returned. On the way back, he had turned the matter over in his mind repeatedly, yet he still found no leads. It was then that Shu Yao came to visit.
Suddenly, when Zhuo Shuang and her mother left his residence, Jin Yijun’s room felt chillingly lonely. The bedroom and living room, which had been filled with joy due to Zhuo Shuang’s arrival, suddenly felt like a desolate wasteland after a flood had receded.
"The falsified accounts were not given to Xi'er by me. It was only after she took them that I discovered the flash drive had been tampered with." Feng Xuanyu’s tone was very calm, and he was not lying.

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When Ye Feng finished listening to what they had to say, a heavy stone suddenly lifted from his heart. It turned out that his father, Ye Changkong, and the others from the Ye family were all perfectly safe within the Zixia Sect.
In this relatively unfamiliar boarding environment, the usually arrogant and aggressive edges of Nie Shanshan were worn down almost in an instant.
Mo Wantong nudged him with her elbow through the blanket, her face so flushed that even her neck, exposed outside the blanket, was the color of a pink jade.
Mo Wanying took the disposable cup, but the water was a bit hot, causing her to furrow her brows slightly.
As he spoke, Nie Lingzhuo pulled Nian Chuchen’s neck tightly into his arms with a dominant air, locking her firmly against his chest. The evil, charming look in his eyes was filled with nothing but contempt for Wen Rixi. If he couldn't "defeat" a man like Wen Rixi, then he wouldn't be Nie Lingzhuo.
A smile of utter innocence and clarity bloomed on Pasha’s face, and she naturally clung to A Yi’s arm, brimming with happiness.
She feared that if Mother and Father Luo spent too much time with An Shaochen, they would be even less able to accept the truth when it was finally laid before them.
When I picked up the civet cat, many police officers had already rushed into the jungle. Holding the cat, my speed slowed down. I gasped for air; the cold wind howled, and the surrounding trees rustled in the gale.
The two of them spoke as if no one else were present, which naturally displeased the old Taoist. The magistrate, possessing keen insight, saw this and addressed them, saying, "The immortals are speaking; what is the meaning of this clamor from you lot?"