Chapter 65: The Voyeur (Forum Format)

The very first thing Qi Min did upon waking up in the morning was to open the Interstellar Network and engage in a war of words with the masses.

On the largest Sentinel forum of the Federal Interstellar Network, topics related to Wen Li had exploded in number.

The thread with the highest number of replies was a discussion on whether the White Tower guide Wen Li should be sent to the battlefield.

The opening post featured a dynamic image: in the midst of a chaotic battlefield, a white-haired young girl wearing a black combat uniform looked at the camera while crying.

She was tightly embraced by a sentinel, her purple eyes filled with helplessness.

"So, you are already capable of representing the will of your own race?" Jiang Hua slowly spoke.

This was another relaxed and joyful period of the year outside of the Spring Festival. Even strict and well-governed wealthy landowners like Bai Jiaxuan displayed an exceptionally open-minded and wise attitude.

It was rare for Li Zongren to catch Bai Chongxi, who was usually so clever, making a miscalculation. His heart instantly blossomed with joy, though he could not show it on his face, and he could only press his lips together in silence.

"Emperor Zhao, how dare you threaten me!?" Hearing Emperor Zhao's words, the Dragon Crown Prince flew into a rage.

Chu Juan was a rural boy who, relying on his decent grades, was admitted to a key high school in the city.

She looked at no one, letting people point fingers and whisper behind her back. Truly, just as Lu Zilin often said, once you lose all sense of shame, you no longer feel timid.

"Wait until I send a message." Fearing that they might harbor malicious intentions against me, I deliberately sent a message to the fishmonger, telling him I had gone to the dormitory to hang out and that if he came to pick me up, he should look for me at the dormitory. That way, if I were killed by Qinghua, the fishmonger would at least have some clues to avenge me.

"Tell me, in your eyes, what is the image of that older brother?" Jiang Hua asked in a very soft voice, as if possessing a hypnotizing ability, while pointing his finger at Ji Tiancheng.

During the few days since taking office, he had not seen Baogui show any particular respect or caution. Why had he taken the initiative to call upon him today?

Inside the room, the ringing of a mobile phone shattered the ambiguous and decadent atmosphere. At that moment, the ringing sounded particularly grating.

Through a pane of glass, Shen Nian saw Fu Hanyue on the hospital bed. He lay there, his entire body hooked up to monitoring tubes. In the face of severe illness, human life appeared so fragile.

Upon hearing these words, Shen Nian's ashen heart seemed to reignite with a new hope. She desperately wanted to say, "Then have you ever liked me?" Yet with the words on the tip of her tongue, she ultimately swallowed them back.

In the dream, everything was so real, and Xue Yu had returned to the world he once lived in.

The venue for the academy exchange tournament was located in the plaza of Ceria Academy, and the plaza faced the main gate directly.

Hearing this, Ji Yanli lowered his gaze and saw that the person who had crashed into his arms was none other than Yu Xi, whom he had been searching for everywhere.

"Go back and take a bath for me first. If you ever touch another man indiscriminately again, or dare to flirt with another man, I will break your hands." Having said this, Su Yi withdrew his hand from the silver banknotes.

Therefore, like a beast, it assumed the posture it believed to be its fiercest, attempting to frighten away the presence lurking within the dust and smoke.

The golden figure patted his head, remembering that Qin still did not know Mu En's origin, so he spent some effort to explain it.

Going and returning would take at least four or five days. If the physician brought back still could not save them, there would be no time left at all.

"Let's go!" Chu Meng waved his hand, feeling that he could no longer stay here; leaving a moment later might bring mortal danger.

The moment before the shadows completely engulfed them and heaven and earth plunged into utter darkness, he distinctly noticed that Shui Ninghan outside the encirclement also wore a look of shock.

He had kindly invited him to dinner, only to be directly rejected, and furthermore told that he had only come to the Tang family for the sake of his father's face.

Now everything was completely different. Tottenham was definitely not Yeovil, and after scoring, they showed no intention of pulling back, instead continuously concentrating their efforts to press Manchester United's left flank.

After they split up to act individually, Zhaoyang immediately walked toward the first room, with Auntie Xie following closely behind him, her questions always outpacing the work her hands were doing.