Chapter Thirty-One: Live-Streaming a Summoning of Every Cat and Dog for Revenge!

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The moment I mentioned this club to Toad, he told me to stay put and said he would come over himself. I was curious—did something like this really require him to come in person? What could it mean?

Although there were no scenes scheduled for Xu Nuo this morning, Mu Yunsheng and Song Ziqi both had work to do. Of course, if Guan Yuyang’s standards were too high, or if he had a sudden flash of inspiration and wanted to change the shooting style, there would inevitably be a few more retakes.

Being separated from her family was both a natural disaster and a human tragedy. It wasn’t just she who felt the pain and regret; her father, brother, grandfather, and uncles all carried wounds in their hearts that were no less profound than her own.

For instance, she told herself that she had someone backing her, and if he breached the contract, she would sue him. Or, if Rong Ting dared to touch her, she wouldn’t let him off easily! She kept her eyes closed as she muttered these things, her speech as rapid as someone reciting scriptures.

Wang Mu’s logic was simple: he wanted Chen Nian to understand that one should not easily engage in dangerous matters without absolute strength.

After speaking, Xu Qingrang, who knew Qu Qingran’s temperament well, was the first to return to his room. Once he closed the door, he couldn’t help but lift his palm—the one that had just ruffled her hair—and gaze at it. A sense of joy, rising from the very depths of his heart, washed over his senses like a tidal wave.

Chu Xionkuo understood perfectly what he was doing. In the words of others, he was fanning the flames and kicking someone while they were down. But in the end, the fire had scorched him instead, and he had truly lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet.

As for the real mastermind, Wang Mu, he was preparing to upend everything. He intended to force the Fen Shen Sect to return empty-handed and dismantle the influence of the Luo Jian Sect, as the latter had already been pushed back into their own territory, retreating entirely from the various kingdoms.

Lieutenant General Nakamura Akito nodded. Although they had anticipated heavy losses before the battle began, the current scale of the casualties was still difficult to accept.

"How is this possible? Wasn't it already agreed that the city gates would be closed today? How did those Jiangning troops get into the city?" The two exchanged glances, a chill creeping up their spines to the very tops of their heads.

Under these circumstances, Zheng Zhilong had no choice but to go to Zeelandia personally to find the Dutch Governor of Taiwan, Sir Sonoud, who received him in his private parlor.

He remembered the days when he suspected Lu Xiao was planning to leave; he had obtained a set of photos of her visiting the hospital.

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"Damn it, those Air Force guys beat us to it!" The tank commander watched the scene, deeply frustrated.

Lu Chen felt a heady fragrance wash over him, and a moment later, his head was buried in two mounds of softness.

After a while, she stood up, shoved the keys into her bag, and went to the room to pack. Upon opening the wardrobe, she was dumbfounded—it was completely empty. Where had all the clothes gone?

Ye Mu’s move looked effortless, but in reality, it was only something he could achieve after his martial arts had recently improved.

Although she had left Leng Shaochen and they were no longer related—and Leng Shaochen likely had no interest in making things difficult for her anymore—she had brought trouble to the company before. She wondered if Director Chen would still take her back.

Liang Yimo’s expression grew complex at that moment; by now, she couldn't even tell which of her own words were true and which were false.

"What are you doing! On what grounds are you hitting my son for no reason?" Tong Ruo’s eyes were red as she shouted fiercely.

Liang Yimo’s body stiffened. Money was the most sensitive topic between them now, and she didn't want to bring it up, fearing it would make Ye Chen think she was only with him for his wealth.

"Everything is in the past. I will protect you from now on..." Seeing Saori sobbing in his arms, Lei Yu gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.

"It’s you." Su Ranhua felt as if fate had played a cruel joke on her. Trembling, her lips parted to utter those two words—a question and an affirmation, laced with clear disbelief.

Not long after she and Mei’er vanished, Liu Mingyue and the others appeared in the Fang family’s main hall. This was where Brother Tian had succumbed to his inner demons, so why was there no trace of his aura here?

Baobei wasn't worried about Aotian’s safety at all, saying, "Don't worry, Sister, Brother Tian will be fine." In Baobei’s eyes, Aotian was an invincible figure; no matter the difficulty, as long as it stood before him, he could solve it with ease.

This was Xiao Haotian’s return to the north. It was his first time back to the capital, Shangdu, since he led the army south and conquered Wukou City. His heroic deeds—slaughtering 200,000 Nanzhao troops in a single night and twice raiding 120,000 Western Region soldiers—had long since reached the capital.

The other feudal lords were stunned upon hearing the intelligence reports. It was common knowledge that even a first-rank lord’s territory spanned at most ninety feet, but what on earth was this ninety-nine-foot measurement?

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She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke. Her beautiful face appeared somewhat indifferent amidst the swirling haze.

Luo Yunchu was just about to refuse when she witnessed an incredible sight: Qing Yan’s jet-black pupils transformed into vertical slits, faintly shimmering with light. The very people who had resisted vaccination just moments ago were now obediently lining up to receive it.

He saw that she had brought him so much delicious food, yet she herself surely hadn't eaten yet.

The production cost for a home video game console made this way was relatively high, at least two to three hundred per unit, using imported components. If domestic parts were used, the cost would be even higher.

Just as he had expected, news of Shen Chi’s exploits naturally reached the headquarters of Shenwu and the ears of Du Tanhui.

Lin Zijin felt a tightness in her heart when her thoughts were discovered; she lifted her head nervously, terrified that Zhou Hao would start spouting nonsense.

The rules Lin Zhixia usually set—such as limiting TV time because it was bad for the eyes, or insisting on being in bed before nine o'clock—were all broken one by one whenever Li Ci was around.

When they arrived, the man had already passed out from excessive blood loss after slitting his wrists. His face was deathly pale, and his wrists were a deep, vivid red.

That night, Gu Sheng dreamed of his parents. He dreamed of the whole family happily eating together. In the dream, his parents were as kind as ever, no catastrophe had befallen the family, and everything was beautiful.

By this account, the Jiang family was truly a major contributor to college entrance exam registrations. Uncle Jiang even started a tutoring class at home. He didn't turn away neighbors who came to sit in, and he managed the whole affair with great enthusiasm.

At the Civil Affairs Bureau, many people were queuing up. Those with expectant faces were there to marry, while those who ignored each other were there to divorce; they were all crowded together.

Master Bao stared at Ning Sheng with his large, grayish-brown eyes, looking pitiful. He tugged at Ning Sheng’s clothes with an "owoo-owoo" sound, as if asking him to put in a good word for him.