Chapter 48

Ma Fangling glared at her fiercely and said coldly, "You don't need to be too smug either. Sooner or later, he will dump you too." Having said that, she turned around and walked out without looking back.

After ushering Shi Jianguo, a reporter from the Yunze City Broadcasting Station, into the house and listening to his explanations, Guan Hongda finally understood what kind of profession a journalist actually was.

After killing Zhu Hao, Bai Yao showed no further intention of committing violence. He merely gave a dazed, silly chuckle and allowed the palace guards to pin him down.

Guan Yunpeng flew into a rage, his face turning beet red. He thought to himself, why can all of you take a seat, but I cannot?

Therefore, anyone making a living in the pugilistic world had to utter a few polite, humble, and conventional opening remarks before starting to showcase their skills, which served a similar purpose to paying respects to local bosses, merely to ensure no one would make things difficult for them.

If Guan Xiaojun were to hand over his family's herbal tea to Wu Bingxin at this moment to be sold as a health product, Guan Xiaojun was certain that, relying on Wu Bingxin's sales methods, he could earn an astonishing revenue of over a billion within two or three years.

Consequently, intelligence at least within the tier of second-rate generals circulated quite widely among the Wuhuan tribe. Basically, anyone who had attained the status of a commander of a hundred cavalrymen could find out about it if they put their mind to it.

"However, even though twenty or thirty soldiers seemed to charge right in earlier, once these Wuhuan men crawl a distance of ten-odd meters, it will probably take the death of at least another batch of men for it to be enough," Cai Xu estimated in his mind.

At 4:00 PM, the crowd at the gaming festival showed no signs of diminishing whatsoever. Especially on the second floor, while the games were not numerous, they included the most popular titles of the moment. Every booth here was surrounded three layers deep.

"Master, in your opinion, what on earth is a game?" The system repeated the question from earlier.

The black-robed cultivator on the left was directly blocked by the magical boat, but the black-robed cultivator on the right desperately fought his way through the lotus-vine defense. A sharp claw slashed directly across Su Mo's shoulder.

Nancy craned her neck to look ahead. A car was blocking her view, preventing her from seeing the leading vehicles clearly. Leaning further out, she could only make out that it was a silver-gray sedan, while its license plate remained obscured.

Of course, this was just something he pondered in his own mind. If the entire Luo family were to relocate in the end, then inevitably, Luo Huan would certainly follow along with the move.

The first letter was held with trembling hands as he refrained from tearing it apart; the second letter left him hesitating whether to open it or not.

"My brother notified me. He can't get away right now, so I came over first," Cen Ran had already thought of a countermeasure by the time she met Cen Guoqi.

Su Mo, standing nearby, wore a leisurely expression. After all, no matter how many dice were added, the difficulty remained identical to him.

Seeing this, Ling Zi'ao roughly grasped Ji Caiyao's inner thoughts, yet as a member of the Ling family, he would not back down so easily.

Recalling this man's series of remarks, Gu Liuxi deduced a very crucial conclusion from them.

Feng Ming's condition was no better than Yun Qian's, his face flushing bright red from the top of his head down to the roots of his neck. With their foreheads pressed against each other, Feng Ming could clearly feel Yun Qian's hot breath and the sparks dancing within those bright, dark eyes.

It was precisely because of this lingering anger in his heart, coupled with the current situation of the Immortal Realm—where it was divided into three parts and had broken with the Western Heaven, leaving them isolated and weak while a peerless fierce demon had emerged, putting the orthodox Heavenly Court in imminent peril—that he simply could not afford to go down with it.

Yun Qian hesitated for a moment, yet still walked toward Yun Mu. Meeting that pair of phoenix eyes, Yun Qian's heart suddenly fell into chaos.

The magic legion was not maneuvered by Zhang Han's troops; they continued to move smoothly in their original formation. Shijue was no military commander, nor was he familiar with the rules of movement within an army. Even if separated into three units, as long as their trajectories of movement remained similar, the wizard army would naturally not disperse to pursue them.

During the descent, Du Yi leveraged the momentum of the collapsing surrounding earth to fly toward Wu Mei. Wu Mei stared blankly at Du Yi. With a faint smile, Du Yi reached Wu Mei's side, wrapped his arms around her waist, and held her securely in his embrace.

According to him, ever since receiving that letter, he frequently spotted numerous individuals dressed in black robes lingering around him, and those people had even blocked his doorway, leaving him utterly terrified to step outside.

Today, however, Yun Qian lacked all such worries. She simply wished to shake off the stifling heaviness in her chest and paid no heed to which direction she was taking; with Eleventh and the others following along anyway, she wouldn't get lost.

At this moment, the fairy of the abstinence ring was perhaps pinched too painfully by me, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. Seeing this, I hurriedly released my hand and apologized to her, saying, "I'm sorry, I was just too excited."

Just as our school gradually faded from view behind us, the ringtone of my mobile phone suddenly disrupted the silence.

The scene was somewhat chaotic. Anyone unaware of the inside story would have assumed the colleagues in this office were living in harmony with a vibrant atmosphere.

My mind exploded with a resounding roar; this news felt even more shocking than learning that Jiang Yuanmo was the young master of the Jiang family. Even a financial layman like myself understood what the disappearance of the quotation sheets and financial statements signified.

However, when Su Dongtang came back to find Ruoruo, his emotional state was even more unraveled. It could be said he cried even more uncontrollably than before.

According to common logic, Suzi Yang should have called me by now to ask if I had made up my mind, yet there was still no word. Could it be that Jiang Yuanmo had genuinely devised a way to keep Suzi Yang in check?

Stepping out of the room, Li Shengqing wore a captivating smile, walking energetically toward his parents.

Ultimately, he launched a psychological strike, making me painfully aware that I shouldn't fall for his trap, yet I still couldn't help unearthing the truth.

Driven by Yuluo, the jujube-red carriage entered Bianhua City, the imperial capital of Daliang, while Xiao Jingxuan currently lifted the window curtain, peering outward with unceasing curiosity.

This time, Guo Han was definitely joining us, and even Zeng Hao had received an invitation. It could be said that the true upper echelons of Fengying were all gathered here. If Wang Xiukai intended to strike at us now, it would genuinely wipe us out in one fell swoop.

"Who is the bad girl who always picks and chooses her food, refusing this and rejecting that, and even threatening people with a hunger strike?" Qiao Yicheng chided me with feigned annoyance for my misbehavior.