Volume 1, Chapter 25: Someone is Dead...

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Zhao Wu was led into the temporary official residence. In the courtyard, apart from a few officials and guards under Zhu Nao, Chen Fu Yi was also present as an escort.

At that moment, it wasn’t just a ringing in his ears; he couldn’t catch his breath and nearly fainted. Fortunately, his men noticed something was wrong and quickly pressed his philtrum, bringing him back to consciousness.

Now, the aura of the Black Flame Prison Ox had gradually transcended the Celestial Spirit Realm, advancing toward a higher level.

Only after Song Xianting’s dissection did they realize that no matter how they revised the treaty, Qingjun Lane would never accept it.

The Japanese army might have known that they had surrounded the main force of China’s new 90th Division. After reporting back, the commanders of the Japanese 3rd and 11th Divisions ordered a siege on Chonggu Town, planning to launch an attack only after their artillery units arrived. Therefore, Chonggu Town had not yet been attacked by the Japanese.

Zongzi's reckless fighting style showed no concern for consequences or whether he had enough true energy—just finishing the fight first and dealing with the aftermath later. If this continued, Commander Chen would surely be beaten half to death. At the same time, Zongzi was worried about Duan Zhong and focused all his ruthlessness on defeating the immediate strong adversary.

With a subtle shift of intent, the spiritual imprint condensed upon the Blood Sword began to shatter. The sword itself seemed to have completely lost its essence and vitality, its sheen dimmed.

Yet both harbored inner grudges—one felt ashamed and tainted, unable to face others with a clear conscience; the other was stuck on a mental barrier that could not be overcome.

Lu Qingyi heard the voice and looked over, feeling as if the lady’s voice near her ear echoed repeatedly.

Amidst the applause, Wang Haitao waved his hand and said, “You are all prominent figures in Jing County’s business community. Today, I have invited you here not to levy grain or request money, but to discuss two matters. The first concerns the handicraft production in Jing County.”

“Darling, don’t be angry anymore. What can I do to make you stop being upset?” Ye Fan put on a pitiful expression.

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Usually, Rong Yue was very steady, so why had she changed so much today? She seemed more like Gu Xueqiao. Could it be that it was Gu Xueqiao in disguise?

“What do you take me for? Am I the kind of man who can be easily tempted?” Ye Fan said with a righteous expression.

Factory 311 was deeply rooted in Aoshan Town. No matter how tough a troublemaker was, they wouldn’t dare challenge Ding Zexiang, the head of security. A casual word from him and the police station would come to their defense.

Whether for Ye Zichen or the future of the Milky Way, this city and several surrounding villages mattered greatly.

While speaking, Teng Ziqiao smiled at Su Qingxue and said, “Qingxue, our troops will be in Huahai for a while, carrying out a security mission. If you have time, I’d like to gather some old student council alumni for a reunion. Haha… I haven’t been back for many years. I hope you’ll honor us with your presence.”

The girls were hurried to dress, groom, and prepare, while the cooks scrambled to get ingredients ready to serve the guests, all bustling busily.

This praise was not a compliment to Lin Chengfei’s excellence, but merely an indication that he had barely met their standards.

While gazing, she noticed that although many years had passed since Shi Qian’s departure, she hadn’t counted how many cigarettes he smoked, but seeing one lit after another, she could no longer hold back. She went up and snatched the cigarette from Shi Qian’s hand, throwing it to the ground.

28L: “Painful Yellow Dog Roams the World” is a notorious solo player in the Grass Boat district. Anyone who fights him mid-lane or on other lanes has suffered under his relentless attack. He disregards the codes of the martial world, using all his skills ferociously. His style is to ignore creep farming and make sure his opponent suffers.

Seeing the man turn around and prepare to leave, Wang Chen suddenly twisted and turned where he was standing guard. The man frowned and glared coldly at Wang Chen.

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“Vise, assisting your promotion is a reward for you. From now on, follow your master faithfully!” the Demon Lord Disa said.

Of course, he also felt a bit apologetic about disturbing so late at night, so his tone was unusually gentle.

The Seventh Prince was dumbfounded. He had heard that the Liu family was now sparse and miserable.

Ordinary Winged Tribes could only grow a pair of wings capable of flight upon reaching adulthood.

Previously, exposure was avoided for the sake of business. Now, with enemies seeking to end him, he was all the more determined to protect his son from the outside world.

“Sister Shen, don’t you ever think about sharing one husband with Da Niu? You never actually wanted me to marry Brother Qin, did you?” After saying so much, Wu Daniu felt that Shen Wan clearly didn’t sincerely want her to marry Qin Yan.

If it were just about fighting, they naturally couldn’t defeat me, but now it was a matter of survival—I simply couldn’t lose to them.

Xie Jiangfeng and An Yiyuan almost simultaneously approached the bed and took a blanket to cover Zhu Languang’s bare body.

From the kitchen came the sound of Xia Luodi. Tang Jiajun had thrown his coat on the sofa, with many things placed there. He leaned back on the couch, raising his hand to shield his eyes, as if bothered by the bright light. He looked tired, having not rested well.