Volume One, Chapter 57: Wang Yaoyao Never Even Attended Elementary School, Yet She Calls Herself a Designer!

"Miss Yao, these are the revised clothing designs created by our company's designers. Please take a look."
The assistant with short hair brought the items over.
Wang Yaoyao waved her hand dismissively, her expression arrogant. "I heard you. Just leave them on my desk."
"You truly think I dare not kill you?" The emperor strode forward, grasping Liang Wan'er by the throat. With a gentle pressure of his hand, her body was slowly lifted upward, her toes barely touching the ground.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty. Please punish me," Consort Liang cried as she entered, falling to her knees in anguish.
"Don't shoot!" shouted a monkey much larger than the others. Judging by the aura, it must be the instructor.
The attitude of the Marquis is still unknown, and since he has not yet divided the grassland, Liang Tong was deeply conflicted—what should he do?
Thus, when it comes to dealing with the Reapers, Situ has no advantage whatsoever; in fact, it is us, those who specialize in physical attacks, who have the ability to confront them head-on.
She had already misunderstood Yun Jianchen several times, and just now had beaten him mercilessly. It was clear how aggrieved Yun Jianchen must have felt.
The old man's words grew increasingly infuriating. I stared at him without blinking, feeling nothing but irritation towards this bothersome elder.
No one knew where the young man went, nor where he took the elder's corpse. The ruins of Jiuli Academy, however, became a forbidden land, never to be rebuilt.
After repeated experiments and improvements with Lin Yinuo, in just half a month, he managed to produce nearly colorless glass. Teaching the craftsmen to blow glass with iron pipes and use molds, a variety of glass vessels soon emerged.
On both sides, harmony prevailed. The remaining internal team, before Po Wang and the Earth Research Institute, could not stir up any trouble, obediently serving as mere background.
Li Guoliang at this moment had lost his rationality, yet felt powerless. The consequences of causing widespread panic would be unimaginable. With time pressing and tasks piling up, everyone in the conference room felt the weight of their own breath.
Before blessing his second martial soul with soul rings, Lin Yi began to study his fourth and fifth divine skills and soul bone abilities. In those brief minutes, his progress was immense; it seemed as if he had leaped from level forty to sixty, a twenty-level jump, but the increase in his combat strength was extraordinary.
"Brother Qin, only you would dare say such a thing. This force, looking across the entire Underworld, could sweep through countless factions. That is why the Soul Devourers have gained such renown in recent years," said Bai Li Dongjun.
Just as today, Prince Kang used the excuse of celebrating the Wang family's birthday to visit the Sheng household. The old matriarch could do nothing about it—could she really have Prince Kang thrown out?
The killing formation has three layers. The first is the roaming corpses in the inner city: fearless, immune to most attacks, they eliminate the weaker contestants. Even those who survive their assault and enter the ancient castle cannot escape death.
In front of him, besides the massive glass sculpture, were several bottles of fine wine in glass containers, bestowed by His Majesty Li II. Receiving such a reward was surely an acknowledgement of his years spent in seclusion.
In the next video, Rao Chen saw a man with a skyrocket hairstyle, whipping his long hair and stirring up clouds of dust.
Lin Yinuo was amused and stopped arguing, saying, "Honestly, after all these years, I’ve been studying this thing. As long as you don’t keep close contact with me, it’s fine. That’s why, all these years, those strange diseases have never appeared in my garden again."