Volume 1, Chapter 40: Over-treatment

Unexpectedly, Yijun caught sight of Chunying and pulled her over with a smile, saying, "You girl, why haven't you come to play in my courtyard? That fruit tea you made a few days ago was delicious; I was just thinking of asking you to brew some more for me!" Chunying hesitated, her eyes involuntarily darting toward Huo Yi.

After Jiang Huaqiang left, Mu Baili went upstairs to the room where Mu Shiyun remained behind closed doors.

Qin Long felt a sense of unease. Li Jinyun’s knowledge of his true identity placed him in a precarious position. While Qin Long might be an overlord within the "Exiled Abyss," he was nothing compared to those from the "Yellow Emperor's Palace." Leter, who commanded an army of six hundred thousand, served as a vivid example of this disparity.

Madam Lu escorted her to the hanging flower gate. When she returned, Qi Zhengkuang was no longer in the room, having been summoned by Old Master Qi.

Bai Zhuge was a man of composure. Having just left Ma Junwu’s presence, he walked along in deep thought; the tasks he needed to accomplish were both numerous and difficult.

"That's wonderful!" Mu Rongrong laughed happily, the sorrow brought on by her parents' deaths now largely faded.

Wang Weidong emerged from the Profound Fire Ring to find Shuixie sitting in a chair, sipping tea with an air of nonchalance.

Since the gift had been earmarked as a congratulatory offering for the Fourth Prince, she naturally had to select something else as a wedding gift for Yang Junrou.

Although Madam Liu had been somewhat overshadowed today, she had anticipated the friction between Madam Qi and Madam Wu, so she did not mind much, only wondering how the political winds would shift next.

"Brother Xie, enjoy your stay in the capital. I have urgent matters in the palace and cannot accompany you further; I must take my leave." Gao Shengtian gazed toward the Imperial City and let out a soft sigh.

The people of North Lake County felt their hearts tremble violently. Their faces turned as pale as paper, and breathing became a labored effort. Most of them were merely Tiangang-level figures; how could they possibly withstand pressure of this magnitude?

Perhaps it was a dark premonition, but the day before his father's surgery, his spirit suddenly improved remarkably. He was eating and sleeping well and could even get out of bed to walk around. Seeing this, his mother felt reassured enough to go to her temporary residence to rest, and Zhang Xianxian took the opportunity to work some extra hours.

"Commander Li, rest assured, your son has returned to the manor safely." Upon hearing this, Li Wei was visibly relieved.

The black streak pierced the air, soaring a hundred meters into the sky before falling toward the ground in a parabolic arc. It resembled a burning fireball, as if the very air were being ignited.

The cave was taller than a person and about eight square meters in size, mostly empty. There were marks on the walls from when it was carved out, and the floor was level, devoid of any loose stones.

So, he hadn't been scavenging lately, and it seemed they had grown fat? Since they had the nerve to target him, he wouldn't blame himself for going out to plunder them again tonight.

The heads of Sun's Pharmaceutical Industry, Ocean Group, Mingyang Technology, and the branch of the Kyushu Group.

Zhen Changzai had no choice but to comply; under the watchful eyes of many, she extended her hand for Wen Xianqing to take her pulse and make a diagnosis.

At this moment, Ghost Old Six was dragging me toward the house. The old woman looked to be over sixty, yet her strength was surprisingly great.

With just a single glance, the man caught it keenly, as if his entire attention were focused solely on Yu Liao.

The old hag had been ill for over a decade, and if even that could be cured, it was no wonder Luo Man had been saved.

Yet he could not give up. To deal with these people, he could only employ guerrilla tactics, asking questions from time to time, hoping that one of them might hit the mark.

Now, the Chengtian Private Equity Fund and the Huaxia Chengtian Mixed Vanguard, both under Chengtian Holdings, were holding large quantities of stocks and turning a profit; there was no longer any need for Luo Cheng to worry.

In the interstellar era, everything had become mechanized; such vibrant, living animals were no longer to be seen.

The Huaxia Chengtian Mixed Vanguard had now established a medical and biological group to manage stocks in the medical and biological sector. Currently, the group managed assets worth 100 billion, with one team leader and one deputy leader.

"Yiyi, do you have some misunderstanding about my stamina?" Shen Jieying carried her steadily along the stone-paved street of the temple fair, showing no intention of letting her down.

Luo Man curled her lip in annoyance. Her legs were worn thin from walking, and the horse pulling the cart was so emaciated it was barely recognizable. Had she not secretly fed it a fair amount of grain, the animal would never have lasted this long.

At the time, she had brought back two five-jin canisters of oil. When one shattered, Old Granny Chen wiped away tears, her heart aching with the loss.

In just this brief encounter, had the opponent already calculated so much based on the basic skills of a Battle Mage?

Who told her that the Kaleidoscope of the Unknown promised a final victory amidst the crumbling city walls, where the refugees were slaughtered by a dashing young man riding a tall horse, wearing a green turban and exuding an air of romantic heroism?

Who would have guessed? It would have been fine had he not asked, but once he did, Ming Batian seemed to have swallowed an explosive, bursting with rage instantly.

Having such a harvest from a simple swim, Night Shadow’s mood was naturally excellent. Bayonet and Old Pig went home specifically to fetch a large bucket to carry back all the fish they had caught.

"Brother Chao." The door was pushed open, interrupting Shanghai Ma Chao’s thoughts. He looked up to see Sima Kongming of the IF team.

In her heart, she thought, what does it matter to me that Su Ruohan has left? Comforting herself this way, her eyes suddenly brightened.

Everyone’s thoughts were not entirely off the mark; in truth, they were all worried that their own power was being threatened. They always thought that others' power should be supervised, while their own power could be used as they pleased—the classic Marxist flashlight that shines on others but never on oneself.