Volume 1, Chapter 59: People Must Be Kept Under Your Own Eyes to Truly Feel at Ease

Four targets stood side by side on the shooting range, a full hundred meters away from the firing line.

Qu Hanzhi was personally helped by Chu Hanliang and seated in a nearby chair, with guards standing on either side to prevent him from wandering off and causing trouble.

Shortly after, Chu Xiaoman was bundled into Qu Hanzhi's arms by Chu Hanliang, forcing both the old man and the child to behave themselves.

He first needed to see if he could find someone, preferably someone skilled in computers, but if none could be found, Lin Fan intended to consult the system.

Before Shi Wanxi could fly into a rage, Lin Songmian had already dragged the huge sack and vanished from before her eyes in an instant.

Daisy, whom Jeremy mentioned, specialized in sales at the headquarters. Information regarding all related necklace sales in Europe passed through her hands alone, let alone cross-border sales between two nations.

However, even though it was not hand-rolled noodles, the meatballs in the bowl were the genuine article, painstakingly made by Xin Rong all morning, emitting an intensely savory aroma.

After finishing, Zhou Jinmei wore an expression of intense excitement, smiled at Li Dong once more, and then walked out the door.

A thought flashed through Jiang Feng's mind, and as he watched the live stream, Master Doyuan had just arrived at Mount Hua when the broadcast abruptly cut off.

He Yuting hesitated for a moment. Bound by courtesy, he wanted to casually say "there's no need," but on second thought, wouldn't doing so contradict his original intention of coming here to demand an explanation and hold them accountable?

The connection with his battle puppet was severed, causing Yun Yan's expression to change drastically. This indicated that his puppet had been completely destroyed by the silver puppet; if he did not shake it off immediately, the silver puppet would soon come for his life.

"Indeed, what do you suppose we should do? Although following Liu Minghai means we won't be refined, staying like this will slowly wear us down to death. We must think of a way out," Xiang Santian said, filled with sorrow and utterly devoid of ideas. If there were a way out, who would keep it hidden at a time like this?

Wuchen was also eager to break the deadlock of this battle, hoping that doing so might allow him to assist Shana, as Shana's situation did not appear to be going particularly well either.

Su Rong remarked, "I've heard that clothing made from fire-cotton is the softest and best for the skin. Is that true?" Long ago, people had cast greedy eyes on his fire-cotton field, praising its immense economic value, but Su Rong had never been willing to touch it.

Traveling overnight, he would arrive at Beiqu by tomorrow noon, where the Shangfeng Villa had properties. He could rest there for a while, secure a carriage, and then properly search for the person.

How could this be? Everything in heaven and earth is washed by the essence of the sun and moon; even the wild grass by the roadside possesses a trace of spiritual energy, yet there was absolutely nothing here.

At that moment, I noticed quite a few overseers holding whips. They showed no mercy, whipping and kicking demons who worked slowly, while endlessly cursing them as spineless wretches. This filled me with righteous indignation. However, my objective was to penetrate deep into the heart of Zhiyue Mountain, so no matter how much I despised it, I could not afford to meddle in other people's affairs.

Yet now, the Seven Dark Clans were ruined, and the Four Heavenly Gates were severely crippled; this moment presented an opportunity.

In the depths of his mind, the memory of that cataclysmic, supreme creature suddenly surfaced, filling Wuchen's eyes with a fanatical covetousness, his greed laid completely bare.

Shu Yao was startled for a moment. Upon a sudden reflection, he realized that whether in temperament or capability, that young man bore a striking resemblance to Huang Jun, only that he had never connected the two before.

Looking at the two extinguished fire fruits before him, Cui Bin's gaze flickered. He stared at Ruan Qingyu beside him, the doubt in his heart growing even heavier: Just who on earth was this Ruan Qingyu, that she knew so many secrets and possessed such extraordinary divine abilities?

From another perspective, the Shura Realm still maintained strict control over the passages leading to various realms. Were it not for this, wouldn't strong individuals from other realms flooding into the Rakshasa Realm spell a disaster for it?

My heart skipped a beat. When Musa sent me off, had he ever considered these things? Was I his loss, or his waiting? Or was he blessing me to find the other half I would deeply love for a lifetime sooner?

I would cherish every single surprise Musa gave me. Hearing him say this, I stopped asking further questions and simply held a quiet expectation in my heart, eager to see just how ingenious this cake would turn out to be.

Before her seventh uncle offended Yan Huai, her relationship with Lin Yuanzhi had not been as icy as it later became.

The black bear was bare-handed as usual, without even a flicker of spiritual energy visible on his body, as he unleashed another punch.

Judging by her appearance, she did not look very old either, perhaps just someone seeing a peer among strangers.

Driven by a surge of curiosity, I wanted to ask him what he and Musa had been doing, but biting my lip, I felt I shouldn't ask anymore to avoid stirring up new ripples.

A bright light flashed in the depths of his eyes. His Xier was simply a treasure trove filled with countless splendors, yet just a tiny glimpse occasionally revealed was enough to make one feel an irresistible urge to worship.

"Hmph, damn human, you're the foolish bird, your whole family is a pack of foolish birds." Catching everyone off guard, the foolish bird actually spoke.

"It's better to tear down ten temples than to wreck a single marriage. This is a match they worked so hard to secure, we can't do this!" she said, trying her best to sound righteous and solemn.

Although he had not yet been able to determine precisely which virus or toxin was present in Li Junxiu's body from that cursory assessment, his mind had already essentially narrowed it down to a few possibilities and was gradually shrinking the range.

"She is different from you; she still has utilitarian value, but unfortunately, you do not," Shitian told her bluntly.