Chapter 61

Top Chinese players such as Wantong Tian, Xia Qingfeng, Luo Yuechen, and Malong either nodded or spoke up to show their support.

There are very few people or things that Neng Wu Rushi finds troublesome, but this Tan Shi can truly be called a trouble; it seems he still has some backing.

This was equivalent to cutting off his imperial examination path entirely; Sun Ruoxu's future was thus completely ruined.

The players scaling the left side were led by Xiangyang, those on the right side were led by Tubao, while Li Chenghuan commanded and coordinated from a tall building directly facing the city gate, accompanied by numerous elite personal guards.

At Mount Yujing, Hongjun, who was originally comprehending the Creation Jade Disc, was shocked awake and filled with extreme doubt. He began to calculate on his fingers, even employing the Creation Jade Disc, yet he still gained nothing.

The newcomer was tall and slender with handsome features. He wore a pure white martial arts uniform trimmed with gold, tailored to fit him impeccably, making him look like a noble young master stepping right out of a comic book. However, between his striking brows, there lingered a somewhat wicked and enchanting aura.

Suddenly, she moved. The sound of the zither burst forth abruptly from her hands, and two streams of Qi suddenly darted straight toward me.

However, results are the ultimate truth; everything would have to wait until the effects took hold before truly convincing Father Lin and the numerous guests. After all, with "Master" Yu messing things up for so many years prior, it was entirely normal for them to harbor some worries.

"You stay and keep watch here, and take a rest by the way. This lady is going to go see how our savior is doing!" Jane Connor flashed a strange smile at Peacock.

Madam Wang analyzed the conversation Ye Feng had with her yesterday, breaking it down word for word. She distinctly sensed that everything Ye Feng said was evasive, deliberately guiding her to fill in the blanks herself. Not a single shred of actual information had been revealed.

At that moment, Sun Shining happened to walk up to the door and witnessed a scene the Xue family definitely hadn't seen: the voluptuous Princess Fengqing wore a stiff face without a trace of a smile, looking utterly unfamiliar. She quickly pulled her body back halfway. She wasn't intentionally eavesdropping, but since those two were husband and wife talking, her presence was inconvenient.

"She clearly knew we aren't..." Sun Shining gritted her teeth. The few of them could only fool a simpleton like Dazhuang.

"That's true. Anyway, you have to come here to impact your right-arm acupoints and do it under my protection, so keeping that bottle of spiritual medicine with you is indeed inappropriate." Saying this, Wang Yixian put the spiritual medicine away.

"Yes, I've always thought she is wonderful, simply wonderful." Only Shen Nianyi managed to maintain his refined and courteous demeanor. A thin layer of sweat beaded his temples, though he wasn't as disheveled as the others. Abruptly, he cupped his fists and bowed toward Zheng Ronghe.

Lin Xingchen conceived a plan and promptly had Lin Tangguo go find Yu Deshui. Whatever business should be done or left undone, she would settle it all with her today. Ye Ziyang, since you're blocking my path, I refuse to let you and my mother be happy. Human nature is inherently selfish; you should understand that.

She believed that since the superior they spoke of wanted to see her, she probably wouldn't die so easily.

"You mean to say we should smash our way out through the door?" Xiuniang looked dumbfounded; this Miss Sun's ideas were truly extraordinary.

The hundreds of millions of demonic seas rose and fell. Although their intelligence was low, they still trembled, keenly aware of the mortal realm's unfathomable depths.

The reason behind such immense influence was that throughout successive dynasties, the position of Chief Chancellor—standing above ten thousand people yet beneath only the monarch—was almost exclusively held by members of the Zhang family. In the four-hundred-year history of the Great Tang, there was only a single generation of exception.

By the time I regained my senses, Aunt Zhou no longer had the strength to howl; she lay motionless and collapsed dejectedly on the ground, unconscious.

Under the rhythmic distraction of Yang Sanpang's drumbeats, Li Guonian roughly briefed Li Longji and Wang Wei on the timing for entering the musical piece, and then prepared to begin the ensemble. In truth, it largely depended on his hand gestures to cue the flute and Xiao accompaniment.

I was utterly dumbfounded, a trace of chill rising from the depths of my heart, making the entire hospital feel freezing cold.

Just a moment ago, after walking out of the Tang family residence, Gu Tingjue had inexplicably driven her all the way to the supermarket parking lot.

He merely showed Su Yinyin some decent endorsement offers. Su Yinyin did not want her son to enter the entertainment industry and deal with all that mingling. She only took her son to participate in the show to let him experience things he hadn't experienced before. Once the fans' curiosity was satisfied, they wouldn't dig excessively deep.

Such an important item had been stolen, the thief was Bai Yixiao, and her keys were also lost; she indeed could not escape responsibility.

Clearly, she lacked neither silver nor men—she lacked love. Zhang Wen was wealthy and powerful, capable of providing her with many things, but this particular thing seemed beyond his power to give. Thus, the moment Zhang Wen spoke, he felt a twinge of regret.

Seeing that pacification showed promise, Zhang Wen decided to stay temporarily in Han Aimei's camp, shifting northward alongside her force of three to four thousand troops. They decided to temporarily avoid the Han Cult Master, ease the tensions, cede Tingzhou, and occupy the Yanping Prefecture north of Tingzhou.

At this moment, Yu Chenghong had only completed half of activating the grand array when Beauty Mo and her followers landed on the plaza. Yu Chenghong was unconcerned for his own safety; although Beauty Mo had arrived earlier than he estimated, it would have little impact. As long as she entered the array and made a move against him, the ultimate outcome would be identical.

Ye Qingqing also closed her eyes to avoid looking, but though she kept them shut, the sensations in her hands were infinitely magnified.

The black urn had been refined, but the person who refined it probably wasn't here. Otherwise, once the circulation inside this black urn was disrupted by her, the other party should have detected and stopped it.

Then, a rapid series of "knock, knock, knock" sounds echoed from outside. In his heart, he silently cursed who could be so blind as to come and disturb him precisely when he finally had some time to rest.