Volume 1, Chapter 50: Kneel Down and Worship Me

The three of them walked while observing, and Lin Yumeng was also pondering over countermeasures. The commoners must be saved, but how? Lin Yumeng had no idea how many people were trapped inside. If there were twenty or thirty thousand people, protecting them would become even more difficult, and a foolproof plan was an absolute necessity.

"I need to talk to you, and I'll come to pick you up at Mega International later! If you dare to turn down this lady's invitation again, do you believe I'll blow your head off with a single shot?" With that, Wei Lanying angrily hung up the phone. Giving you respect and you still play hard to get—did you really have to force this lady to lose her temper?

At this moment, Lishou found himself in dire straits with no way out. Feeling utterly hopeless, he thought that rather than dying a humiliating death, it would be far better to end his own life.

He had no idea where this place was. Venerable Xuanyin had already sealed his acupoints and put him to sleep before bringing him here, and when he woke up, he was already in this strange location.

Qing'er's words inevitably reminded Li Tianqi of the time they used to bicker in the cave atop Eagle Beak Cliff. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several years had already passed.

Hearing the sound of a door opening behind her, Lu Linlang was about to retreat into her room, but seeing that Li Tianqi had already spotted her, she had no choice but to stop in her tracks.

Lin Yumeng felt that she should support Qian Tong in building a commercial empire, which would make it convenient to source whatever was needed while also generating profits. It seemed she would need to talk to Qian Tong upon her return. She held Qian Tong's abilities in high regard; that fellow was a business genius, just unfortunately lacking a stage to showcase his talents.

Li Tianqi let out a soft sigh, turned around, and headed toward the front courtyard. But before he even reached it, he suddenly heard a whistle from behind.

Master Su's face turned ashen, a flash of cold light sweeping across his eyes, which were filled with venomous malice. It sent goosebumps all over the old housekeeper's skin, while Su Yaohui stared at the old housekeeper with a mix of shock and anger.

The corrupt official shrank back a little. At that moment, a tiger stepped out of the forest behind him with measured strides, glared at the corrupt official, and then roared at the monkey, shouting sternly, "You say the officials are corrupt, do you have any evidence?" With that, the tiger cast a sidelong glance at the distant Dragon Pool.

Off work and wearing a mask again—such a waste of good resources. Well, she wouldn't be polite about accepting it, then.

Gu Zhengrong furrowed his brows tightly, speaking in a very low voice to the doctor, seemingly afraid of disturbing Pei Ge who was lying on the bed.

Those viewers who had previously been hesitant about which show to watch had now made up their minds.

Those lackeys looked at one another and shook their heads. Initially, they hadn't taken Mu Hanyan seriously, so naturally, no one bothered to ask her name. By the time they realized something was amiss, it was too late to ask, and they lacked the courage to do so anyway.

"It's enough that you know about cultivation matters yourself; you don't need to tell us," Mu Ruian interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

Chen Xiaoxiao almost laughed out loud. Today, she had truly witnessed a whole new way of handling people.

Although she usually seemed carefree and laughed without a care in the world, she possessed a genuinely heartwarming personality.

Cang Zhen said with an expressionless face, though inwardly he thought: "Since you refuse to be obedient, I have no choice but to make you a little more obedient."

The entire world remained completely oblivious to this sound, but a few divine entities heard it clearly, causing the fearless Dragon Queen to involuntarily take a step back.

There was no help for it; Li Min would have loved to consecrate all the statues of the Supreme Emperor of Heaven throughout the entire country at once. However, the feedback of faith power coming from just these twelve shrines and forty-eight Taoist temples alone was already starting to overwhelm his divine soul.

"Goodbye." Otoria bent slightly with a gentle smile. Seeing the smile on Nezha's face, for some reason, her own mood became much lighter.

Of the twelve Tiangang Treasure Pillars and their twelve treasures, there were only a few that Ye Rong truly looked forward to.

Consequently, the vulnerable often tend to attach themselves to a greater power, trading and cooperating under the relative conditions of fairness promised by that authority. And that authority is usually the government.

Amidst the carpet-bombing of the Divine Heavenly Thunder, system prompts announcing the elimination of certain players resulting in a drop of merit points appeared with glaring prominence.

Shifting the gaze further down to his feet, there no longer sat Mo Hairui's forensic toolkit, but a brand-new canvas backpack, bulging to the brim.

"What is it?" Liu Yuxi asked in a muffled voice. They were all fellow villagers, and a mere village head was nothing to be afraid of.

"Don't rush to talk! Wait until I fetch the wine." With that, Liu Qingqing hurried into the thatched cottage, returning shortly with a jar of wine and several bowls.

Yet no one could predict the future. Should You Le decide to step onto the stage to play matches one day, the ones who would suffer would be these LPL professional players.

Fortunately, Ye Hu had long prepared himself to be recognized by Zhong Yueyi, so he wasn't worried. He had attended back then at the invitation of his alma mater, but he hadn't revealed his identity at the time, and the school had very cooperatively chosen to keep it confidential.

In this world, countless people shared growth experiences similar to his. No matter how hard she tried, Celia could never comprehend what kind of inner journey could forge a Simon Westervelt now as mighty as a god.

There were no candles in the room. In the darkness, Wei Minghui softly uttered, "Those with weapons, take them out." She then reached into her trousers, fumbled around, and produced an object.

To provide a unified response to the various questions of potential investors, Westervelt Company simply hosted this cocktail party in New York, inviting the heads of numerous Wall Street investment banks and funds to attend.

Perhaps the wind was too strong? He thought this because he knew he possessed no mastery of lightness skills. Yet the rushing earth beneath his feet and the vegetation sweeping flat behind him reminded him that this might not just be a matter of wind speed.

As long as Lu Fang and the descendants of Han, Xu, and Jiang did not show up, this Floating Frost Island was his, Bai Sheng's, home turf. No matter how one looked at it, it could never be the territory of your Ming Cult. He had heard of the magpie nesting in the dove's stolen home, but never had he seen someone act so righteous after doing so. That was why Bai Sheng was furious.

With a muffled "thud," a pistol butt smashed into Ji's occiput. Without uttering a sound, Ji collapsed face-first onto the ground.

Moreover, should he truly encounter an insurmountable obstacle, Emperor Tianlei still possessed the wish-fulfilling grand divine power as a fallback, ensuring he would not fail no matter what.