Chapter 31

On a cargo ship docked at the pier, a line of ragged children, their hands and feet bound with ropes, wobbled along a narrow, rickety gangplank toward the shore.

Jun Zixiu was well aware that Bai Lan still despised him. Not wishing to be an eyesore or an annoyance, he found an excuse to step away for a while.

It was easy to guess that the rumors had been spread by one of Tang Yongyi's brothers. It didn't matter which one; Tang Er, Tang San, or Tang Si—all of them were envious of Tang Yongyi's lifestyle, and any of them could be the culprit.

Therefore, winning Pan Feifei over and forging a marital alliance with Ruoshui would undoubtedly be of great benefit to the Tang clan.

She paused, then continued, "For instance, I had only just mastered the ability to stably suppress my own presence, and not even three days later, this 'now or never' jailbreak opportunity arose. Looking at it now... this was clearly something you calculated and arranged."

Some things become familiar with repetition. After their intimate encounter that night, Qi Lin naturally shared a blanket with her. His kisses grew increasingly unrestrained.

Liangliang turned its head to look at Qu Qi, then crawled onto her shoulder with a pitiful air, winding itself around her neck like a scarf.

Ruoshui nodded with a smile. Song Yu sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead; with Ruoshui being so high-profile, her aunt and uncle would surely notice the problem sooner or later.

Yao Chuan was startled and scrambled to escape upward, soaring tens of thousands of meters through the air, breaking through the atmospheric gale layer and returning to the pitch-black void of space.

Jack, naturally, did not read the statement aloud. He simply scanned it, pondered for a few seconds, and then began his testimony.

Qin Kaige was thrown into the celestial dungeon by Zhou Lizhang, while Zhou Xiuhao was bound and brought before him.

The special operations team's rifles roared furiously, bullets tearing through the air toward the ape-like exotic beasts.

In her haste, Tang Yanyu had tugged at her cloak a bit too hard, revealing her partially open collar and a large expanse of fair skin below her neck, marked with faint red traces that invited wild imagination.

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Here were the most fashionable clothes of the eighties. Although she had experienced the aesthetics of the twenty-first century, Chen Meilan couldn't help but marvel at the high-end apparel of the eighties—it was truly on par with modern times.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that as he drank the tea, Wang Heng and Chen Mumu were watching him with great anticipation. When they saw him finish the tea, the joy on their faces was barely concealed.

"Strange, what could this mean?" Chu Yang couldn't fathom the connection between the wooden tablet and the meteorite.

"I'll freshen up first; you start eating." Cheng Cai ducked into the bathroom and finished his routine in just a few minutes, returning to the table to enjoy his breakfast.

After the pleasantries, Steward Hong ordered the boxes to be opened, revealing a translucent coral sculpture made of glazed jade.

Although she thought the voice sounded familiar when she first heard it, after careful consideration, she dismissed the notion.

Unsure of how long they would be resting, Tiansheng didn't disturb them, sitting quietly instead to contemplate everything that had just occurred.

After consulting with his subordinates, Liu Ze decided to hold a grand funeral for Liu Xie before ascending the throne. To hold a funeral for Liu Xie as Emperor once he himself sat upon the throne? That was his nephew; Liu Ze felt it would be improper. As the Prince of Yan, holding a grand funeral for Liu Xie was perfectly logical.

Ji Wuqing leaned back on his daybed without a sound, his handsome face composed, like half a painting, revealing only a perfect, side-profile silhouette.

Suddenly, Zhao Yang felt a sharp pain on his face. A fragrant breeze swept past, and the faint imprint of five delicate fingers appeared on his cheek.

"Complain, my foot! I'll slap you into oblivion, you bastard!" Yu Feihong didn't just talk; she followed through with a resounding slap.

The winged demon fell backward, eyes wide. Until his dying breath, he never understood how he had been killed. Only a sliver of skin and flesh held his head to his neck, a testament to the immense power of the blow Tiansheng had delivered.

Huo Chengjun could wait no longer. Before the imperial physician could finish, she spoke up: "Do not worry, I will answer to His Majesty. I shall accompany you!" She could no longer sit still; the woman who had been yawning moments ago was now fully alert.

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"Believe it or not, Lu Tai was the informant. Although he is dead, you are still alive, and I must avenge my father. If it weren't for your Lu family, my father wouldn't have died so young, and he never even told me who my mother was..." At this, Xiang Qingya's voice trembled, and her eyes glistened.

"You don't understand; this isn't love, it's gratitude." Qin Feng sat on the edge of the bed, took a cigarette from the nightstand, and lit it.

It was highly probable. After all, why would one foolishly rush forward knowing there was a problem?

It was unclear how it had gotten in. No one had noticed it. And with the rain falling like this, its sense of smell had failed. It could only search the examination cells one by one.

The good news was that the courtyard in the main temple area was silent, with no sign of the enemy. The resentful monks lacked the ability to enter, as they were merely ordinary men who had never cultivated.

Whether the Chaos Heavenly Bead was also hidden within the Coiling Dragon Grounds remained a mystery. If it weren't there, why had there been no word of it for so many years, with not a soul knowing its location?

"The preliminary international projection shows that if more than 10,000 players arrive from around the world, we will lose over 20 million dollars in round-trip airfare and accommodation costs..." Lin Ying'er bit her lip.

The Buddhist sect refused him three times, simply out of greed, which enraged Emperor Wu of Liang. He had prisoners ordained as Buddhist disciples as a form of retaliation.

"Great-aunt." As soon as Mu Tiankuang saw the old woman in his Tianheng Courtyard, his eyelid twitched. He stepped forward to offer a bow.

Furthermore... watching Kaisa flying ahead, Lin Ai was speechless. This was the controller of the machine-life network! Was it really okay to fly across the sky in broad daylight?

This shipment of cartridges, which at its peak could have generated 300 million dollars in revenue, was sent to a landfill in Alamogordo, New Mexico, to be destroyed as waste. Ironically, the desert of Alamogordo was also where the Americans first tested the atomic bomb.