Chapter 21

Tang Zhizhuo was sitting there fishing when the clip-clop of horse hooves sounded in the distance, instantly shattering the poetic atmosphere of "a solitary fisherman on a cold river, amidst ten thousand peaks with no trace of man."

Following Jia Zhengjin’s puzzled inquiry, Aperlathisa waved her wooden staff, and strange characters appeared in the air, neatly displayed before him.

His body shuddered, and a series of crisp, popping sounds erupted from the joints throughout his frame. He braced his arms inward, his figure stretching as if he were loosening his tendons and bones.

Indeed, shortly after the police station called, officers arrived at the hotel to bring them in. Li Zhishi was fine, but Mu Qin, who had just showered and still had damp hair, was naturally displeased. However, in such a situation, anyone would have no choice but to comply.

"I will go and report to the boss; you may have the waiters serve the dishes," Assistant Wang said, rising to leave the private room.

The lake was teeming with life, the vast majority being colorful fish, interspersed with various aquatic crustaceans and mollusks, most of them enormous in size.

I looked up at him, suddenly realizing there was something different about this man. Fearing to meet his gaze for too long, I quickened my pace and walked forward.

Because the blessings of Qian Li were being heavily exploited by the family of Qian Liang, it had a significant impact on Qian Li himself.

Exhausted, he couldn't be bothered to return to his room. He casually chopped off a chair arm to use as a pillow on the floor and fell fast asleep.

Wang Gui seemed taken aback by his father’s words. Was he really so worthless in his eyes that he had to be in trouble before he would seek him out?

One could only hear the commotion in the direction of Long Zaiyuan, but he remained invisible, as he kicked up dust everywhere he stepped.

"Regardless, let us first study the next martial arts technique and see how it goes," Huayin suggested.

Upon calculating the time, it was exactly one year. The date of issue and the date of the competition were exactly one year apart—not a day more, not a day less.

After a brief glance, he put down his weapon and turned toward a crossbow.

At this moment, Aisen could not help but worry about Luan Caiyi. He knew that with her stubborn nature, she would never give up easily, but climbing to the top of the Prayer Tree required more than just determination.

He had also wondered if, one day, a benevolent king might appear to unify the world, and perhaps all humanity could then live in harmony like innocent children.

Fang Zheng revealed a rare smile. He couldn't explain why he was smiling, perhaps simply because they were of similar age.

The Night King was so accommodating that the entire Hangzhou Prefecture and Morning Dew Court felt honored, each of them brimming with pride.

Lu Dongting had not returned home for two nights. He had come back at dawn the day before to change his clothes, only to find the walk-in closet empty and several suitcases standing in the corner of the room.

Although Hua Qingyan had heard of the hardships faced by the people of Jinzhou Prefecture from Yu Jiamin, she realized upon seeing it with her own eyes that her previous imagination had been far too limited; it was nothing like what she had expected.

Dai Sisheng was aware of the rumors about her and Lu Dongting, describing it in his own words as a "sordid affair."

"Alright, I'll contact him immediately." Jian Rui’s sleepiness vanished instantly. She hung up the phone and dialed Jin Lufeng’s number.

Su Yao’s eyes snapped open. Qin Heng was gazing coldly at Xie Nanze, and after a sharp glare, he yanked him away from Su Yao’s side.

Ni Yexin said nothing, just looked at Qiu Wuxu with a sly grin, leaving Qiu Wuxu feeling completely unnerved.

However, she wasn't bad at all. Especially during the days Shen Jiani stayed at the villa, she would come over to chat with him when she was free and take him out to soak up the sun. In terms of filial piety, she was quite similar to Gu Zixuan.

When Lu Dongting returned, it was past midnight. Su Yao was still in the living room; she had clearly already showered, her hair draped damp and soft around her shoulders. She was wearing loungewear, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

Watching Jian Rui rush to the bedroom without even changing her shoes, Aunt Feng curled her lips into a satisfied, gentle smile. "Young Master, this is all I can do to help you."

Xiang Bei explained to him in detail what screws and nuts were. After finishing, he asked, "What do you think? Is it easy to make?"

Although Lotus Township and Zhuzhuang Town had never been on good terms, the bespectacled man dared not be the least bit negligent toward this standing committee member of the Lotus Township Party Committee and Deputy Township Head.

"Let’s do this! You may choose from my subordinates, and pick the best ones. This group was prepared for you by your eldest brother; if they aren't suitable, I will have them replaced." Things having reached this point, Zhou Yonglong could only try his best to consider everything for Ye Wentian.

Finally, as Qi Rui had expected, the entrance to the ancient tomb was inside the largest yurt in the center. He signaled his special forces team to begin the operation.

To this end, Yan'an sent over more capable and trustworthy comrades. These people would not know who the Evil Child was, and Cai Yuanling would not meet them personally. The instructions were conveyed through a new code developed by Zhou Zilu.

*Ahem*, fortunately, the netizens didn't know which role Ning Mei was playing as a guest star, or they would definitely have cursed the director to death.

They started by testing the feel of things, and once everything was confirmed to be without issue, filming officially began, and all unrelated personnel cleared the area.

In those four years, Ning Wuhua, like his fellow disciples, spent day after day fetching water, chopping wood, and reciting scriptures. Occasionally, his master would send him to the Bodhidharma Hall to learn some self-defense techniques, but not many.

The Master King held Ye Wentian’s hand as if he were his own child, kindly asking about his background and family affairs.

"Don't worry, that move can be used once for now, and in two days I’ll be able to use it twice. Plus, I still have the 'Shocking the Hundred Miles' ability I used earlier; it’s more than enough to deal with the evil dragon," Jing Tian reassured him.

Luo Xue gently patted Luo Shuang on the shoulder. Luo Shuang wrinkled her delicate nose, her shoulders shivered slightly, and a large, crimson umbrella appeared above the four of them.

"What do you mean it's not possible? Back in Xiliang, don't we often drink mare's milk wine?" Ma Chao glared at Dian Man, expressing slight dissatisfaction.

Once the decision was made, Jing Tian did not linger. He brought the discs and flashed into the very bottom of the space. He watched as the discs in his hand turned to dust and vanished, while simultaneously sensing the world that was once again slowly forming in that mysterious place.

Come to think of it, after probing Xu Ziling with his "Power of the Mind," a wave of emotion rose in Jing Tian’s heart once more.

The first half of the match was as dull as the weather. By the time the players from both teams walked off the pitch, the score remained stuck at 0-0.