Volume One, Chapter Thirty: Wang Yaoyao's Scheme—Deputy Farm Chief, Hurry and Take a Look

“You’re not going to let go before I’ve found my footing, are you?” The man surnamed Fu Chen forced himself not to tremble, yet his left hand reached out with excruciating slowness.

“Useless fool… You can’t even handle the simplest task! So easily discovered—what do I feed you for, huh? Get out, get out of my sight at once!” Qiao Hu’s anger was uncontainable. He punctuated his words with several more kicks.

I seized Liu Mingcheng’s right arm, while Ji Hui grabbed his left. Together, we held him in a vise-like grip. Though agile, his strength was limited; this time, no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

His gaze flickered toward Li Xudong, giving him a subtle signal. He trusted this clever fellow would understand his intent.

The guards at the entrance required no special handling; the real challenge was dealing with the bodyguards stationed outside Father’s room. Judging by Lin Jie’s demonstrated prowess, there was nothing to worry about—she wouldn’t be troubled by them.

After a brief pause, an inferno suddenly roared to life in the Meng family compound. Flames soared for miles, as if a fire-breathing dragon had descended—a scene of breathtaking magnitude.

Protect your other half… As this phrase crossed his mind, Zhan Wushuang could not help but grumble inwardly. With such a vast difference between the two, how did they ever manage to produce offspring?

“Principal Zhong, are you truly not going to take action over this?” Though Li Erdan served at Zhong Zhenguo’s behest, he still found it difficult to read his superior’s mind.

“Rest well. Everything will get better.” Gently brushing her hair, Fu Chen turned and left before she could reply.

Once he activated invisibility, he moved forward slowly, keeping to the wind and careful not to stir the air conspicuously.

Yet as soon as he reappeared, another person’s attack had already closed in—no time to dodge, he could only strike back in haste.

Deserting one’s post was a grave offense. If the higher-ups said nothing, the penalty would be severe. Otherwise, if commanders of naval garrisons everywhere started following suit, chaos would reign.

Turning open the front page of each book, Aikawa Usui split the textbooks into two piles. He picked up one stack and walked outside the classroom.

Yet the new life forms were not without weaknesses; the moment they came into being, they bore the vulnerabilities of both animals and humans.

After some discussion, Su Xia took three vials of intermediate psychic energy potion, leaving the rest for teammates in urgent need.

Chen Yu was taken aback by the remark. What do you mean? If not to see you, why would I have come back? I even suffered ridicule just to come see you.

Seeing the calm anger on the face of the one he loved, Naruto’s heart grew heavy as well.

“Enough!” Xiang Siyu, usually silent, finally erupted. The usually aloof Princess Chang of Qixia was now shouting profanities at Feng Yanyu, abandoning all royal decorum, and even slapped the princess across the face.

He instructed the apprentices to keep an eye on the project—not to let anyone secretly build hidden passages—and to observe and record construction methods to report back to him.

The Divine-Demonic Seven-Star Eyes, once considered a divine ability at the level of the gods, had been further refined by Shao Yixuan through countless evolutions. To the ancients, it was a secret art of extraordinary effect.

From the moment Shao Yixuan arrived in the Dream Celestial Court, he caused a commotion and immediately gained a reputation for being unapproachable. Those factions hoping to curry favor with the new emperor found themselves hesitating, unsure whether to draw close.

Now, Ji Chen was the “physician” of the Benevolence Hall, the largest pharmaceutical group in the central metropolis. Patients instinctively placed their trust in it.

Having just finished drying her hair, the eldest girl entered with a stick of candied hawthorn in hand and a brand-new cotton jacket draped over her arm.

Yes, it was all false accounting. Every year, Lianshan Construction Company submitted fake financial reports to the county government. By now, if no major contracts came through, even the forgeries would be impossible to sustain.

All these events, in truth, had little effect on him—at most, they left him a bit contemplative.

Ming Jiu’s face was full of worry upon hearing these words. He nudged Ming Xuan inside and quickly shut the door behind them.

Yet, for all its apparent simplicity, Guo Yang simply could not succeed in crafting the talisman. Each time, it failed at the final step.

“Why?” Su Yangyang’s anger extinguished in an instant; unaware, she furrowed her brow, turning a questioning gaze to Kong Yinxin’s profile.

The Sacred Domain was monopolized by the four great royal clans, each controlling a quarter. Its resources were endless, inexhaustible.

With a flourish, she signed her name on the belt, finishing with a playful smiley face.

The expanded meeting of the Municipal Party Committee dragged on from morning until a quarter past nine at night, finally yielding a result that was neither good nor bad. For Zhang Zhengyang, the newly appointed high official from the national ministry, the pressure was immense.

“Qingling, let’s head back for now. There’s plenty of time; we can take our time planning. Besides, even if she enters Tianling Academy, it’s not certain she’ll find the kind of backing you have.” Xing Yuchen spoke gently. Ye Qingling nodded and obediently left with him.