Volume 1, Chapter 60: The Complete Showdown!

At the Ji residence, Ji Yunshuo sat before the dining table, looking at the spread of hot dishes and feeling as though it were all completely surreal.

"What are you just staring at? Eat!" Zhang Fangping said, her expression quite displeased. "Sitting there like a block of wood, not even a word of thanks. I've been busy for most of the day! Honestly..."

Radish waved his hand, which was as large as a cattail-leaf fan, and the projectile about to be fired dissolved back into elemental energy in mid-air. This single move alone demonstrated the ogre's subtle and exquisite mastery of magic.

In truth, Mu Ningxuan's careful tailoring of a winter warmth hat for the Empress Dowager this time was drawing upon the lessons of her past life.

The fox-folk inside the cell seemed to recognize Fei-fei as well, similarly restraining themselves from making any sudden moves, though their gazes revealed a trace of profound emotion.

"Your subordinate discovered that Young Master Chu Yunfei had contact with the assassins from that day. It looks like they might be his subordinates!" Zihan choked abruptly, gulped down a mouthful of water, and then regained her composure.

Accompanied by Xingtian's frantic roar and Zhuanxu's fury, the pitch-black battle-axe Tianqi swept up a towering, peerless black gale and slashed directly toward Zhuanxu and the other eight! At the same time, a black square stone measuring about a foot across flew out from Zhuanxu's body, and the chaotic luster it emitted was precisely what emanated from this dark boulder.

In this lifetime, Mu Ningxuan wanted her eldest brother and third younger sister to live smooth and carefree lives, which was why she did not wish to drag her eldest brother into this—neither the investigation into her mother's affairs nor this current disruption.

"Your Majesty, it is only the third watch of the night; why have you gotten up? Do you need some water?" Head Eunuch Lin heard the movement inside and hurriedly asked.

After reading the report, Li Wei was, on the whole, very approving of Fei-fei's train of thought, though there were still many detailed issues that required careful consideration. This was not merely a matter of currency, but one of occupational definition: when gold coins should be used, and when settlements should be made using contribution points.

Zihan lightly rested her chin on her hand and smiled, saying, "My name is Bai Jier!" Seeing the astonishment in Moli's eyes, Zihan could not help the corners of her lips curling upward once more.

Duan Xiong was such an unfamiliar face, and not even a foreigner, yet he was seated in the VIP gallery, and Chairman Long seemed exceptionally warm toward him. This alone made Zhao Ping sense that Duan Xiong was extraordinary, and when he finally learned that Duan Xiong was actually the helm of Duan State-Owned Enterprises, how could he not feel displeased in his heart?

I clutched my neck, collapsing over the table as I coughed and retched uncomfortably, nearly fainting away from sheer exhaustion.

On the monitor, Wang Jiang was already charging toward the iron wall of the surveillance room. Thinking of the heavy steel wall, which was even tougher than a black box, Poison Wolf felt a secret sense of relief; as long as he hid in here and refused to come out, no matter how extraordinary Wang Jiang's abilities were, he would never be able to break through.

Stepping out of the car, he gazed up at that window with its warm light, waiting as the light went out, turned back on, and went out again. He had lost count of how many times he had repeated this scene. He only remembered how he would lean against the carriage for entire nights, his gaze calm as he watched that window.

The wild boar crashed to the ground, and three large dogs rushed forward to bite and snap at it. Before the massive boar could even struggle to its feet, Master Biao also leaped forward in a single bound, using both hands and feet to pin the beast down.

At this moment, Zhou Yun had no leisure time to continue watching. Seizing the limited time available, he gathered all his energy once more into the Ark of Creation and began racing forward against the clock.

It had to be said that Murong Ningxue's figure was the most resilient Wang Jiang had ever encountered; even Youyou could not compare.

During Tuesday morning exercises, Zhao Huai caught sight of Li Zhenguo, but he did not smile. Zhao Huai wondered: *Could he have realized it as well?*

Liu Liangyu curiously picked up the plum vase to examine it. The form was graceful, the patterns exquisite and vivid, and the blue glaze possessed a bright and pure coloration with no bottom mark. Clearly, this was not an imperial kiln from the late Qing dynasty—could it be a folk kiln?

"Whatever punishment you elders wish to give us, we accept it!" Daoist Priest Mao suddenly put on a very manly front and declared.