Volume 1, Chapter 51: The Situation Reverses

At that exact moment, jeering cheers broke out over there. It turned out that the fellow named Hua Qiang had forcibly grabbed the female boss by the wrist.

Upon returning to the hotel, Zhuo Yun gathered Chopper and the others in his room to issue deployment orders. The moment they located Chu Mei'er, he would strike immediately, regardless of whether it offended the Morgan family. After all, he held no significant power base in America.

Shortly after the warship set sail, Nangong Ping, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt his heart tighten once more as he noticed Ou Peng taking out the Kunyuan Sect's charts and comparing them one by one.

"Scoundrels! Someone, tie them all up!" Zhao Da was a close minister of the Emperor, one of the monarch's most trusted confidants. He had no mood to deal with an insignificant ant like Cao Jian, nor did he care to arbitrate lawsuits or listen to who was right and who was wrong. He simply ordered them all bound together and handed over to His Majesty for interrogation.

"Everyone, when Kongming Mountain was facing its moment of peril, Kongming abandoned us and fled. We no longer want such a sect master. I propose that we of Kongming Mountain take Nangong Ping as our new sect master. What do you all think?" Haoming said.

Riri's words made Cao Zino feel fortunate that he had befriended this person. Putting everything else aside, judging solely by Cao Zino's current understanding of spatial dimensions, it was doubtful he could have ever anticipated the true value of the materials in his hands.

No one could have imagined that once they left the Dawn Plain, many things would become entirely beyond their own control.

This was of paramount importance to Wu Yantian and the Wu family. If Jiang Feng refused to help with this favor, then when the enemies descended, the Wu family would truly be left with nothing to do but await their doom—after all, the strongest person in the Wu family, Wu Yantian, was merely an ordinary peak Spirit Refining practitioner, whereas among their opponents, several peak Spirit Refining practitioners were already known to exist.

Coupled with the fact that these two loved stirring up trouble more than anything else, the moment Li Dameng charged forward, the pair of them were already eager to leap into action.

Dinner was ready. As usual, Yu Mingche sat down and happily joined the villagers in eating, especially digging into the freshly harvested corn straight from the pot, taking large, merciless bites while chatting gaily with the nearby townsfolk about this year's harvest.

Su Mengmeng's situation, however, was different now. Her monthly salary exceeded ten thousand, and during better months, it could even reach fifteen thousand.

Inside the private room, a Heavenly Tier martial artist named Shen Hu was clearing the meridians for Chen Yuxuan. As streams of internal Qi were channeled into his body, Chen Yuxuan regained consciousness shortly after.

"Do you really want to avoid seeing me this much? You'd rather not even walk together and desperately want to draw a clear line between us!" Shen Congjie gazed at her with a serious and earnest expression.

Old Ye would drop by every few days to help clean up, or call a housekeeping service for sanitation, since Su Ming would occasionally come over to stay for a day or two.

Lin Qiao felt that her reaction was even milder than Li Guihua's, and she couldn't allow that. In front of the villain, she always had to be number one.

With a hazy look in her eyes, she adopted a shy and demure posture, looking as if she were ready to be plucked, which set Su Ming's heart ablaze.

However, since it was still March and the weather remained cold, he asked a quick question: "Did you put on the warming patch?" Fortunately, Aunt Su had prepared those items in advance.

A gentle breeze swept by, fluttering the hem of her skirt and her dark hair. Under the clear summer sky, she looked as breathtaking as a dreamlike painting.

One could easily imagine how overjoyed the common people were to have their farmland restored, which undoubtedly made them even more devoted to Liu Bian.

When Isabelle Adjani arrived in Hong Kong via an international flight, Leslie Cheung was already waiting at the airport.

With somewhat delicate and gentle facial features, fair skin, and especially a pair of phoenix eyes, a single glance from her was instantly palpable.

Regardless of whether the third installment was completed, it would have no impact on the filming schedule for the fourth. A two-year hiatus now truly amounted to an extended vacation for Lao Pan himself.

A fall?! Could this mean there would be chances to put this on the big screen in the future?? To say these teachers weren't stimulated would clearly be impossible.

Upon hearing this, Zhizhu's forehead instantly broke out in a sweat. You couldn't really blame him, as this was his first time forging documents, and lacking a photographic memory, oversights were inevitable.

A spiritual contract could be considered a special type of magical artifact. The materials used to forge a spiritual contract were roughly the same as those for ordinary magical artifacts, but activating its effects required mastering various "taboos."

Moreover, this snake possessed more than a single pair of eyes. To be precise, starting from about two finger-widths above the snake's snout, four pairs of slender, leaf-shaped eyes were arranged in sequence.

Unlike traditional blue fishing boats, its hull structure was more balanced and rational, lighter in weight, and featured a wider deck cabin. Equipped with new types of fishing gear and electronic equipment, its efficiency was remarkably high.

If she allied with Wesker while holding the T-virus antidote in her hands, she could potentially control the world, including Wesker, should she manufacture different antibody T-viruses alongside antidotes or serums.

A few minutes later, the silver dragon's stamina began to wane. Seizing the opportunity, Ling Feng instantly unleashed his strength and struck the silver dragon squarely in the chest with a palm strike.

After finishing dinner and driving back, the village belle sister had no wish to tag along for the excitement. There were many matters to handle at the family company, and since she was responsible for auditing and verifying the accounts of the scenic area, she couldn't let anyone pull a fast one.

"This is the temporary domain the Crown Prince demanded. Now that it has been given to you, what of it?" Wang Ziqiao tapped his knuckles against the top-right corner of the black board and smiled faintly. "I hope the Crown Prince can figure things out sooner rather than later." With a graceful sweep, he rose, bid his farewells, and departed.

Noticing a palace attendant carrying a bucket of water to put out the fire, Zheng Xi snatched the bucket and splashed the water directly onto Tang Yu, shouting, "Get another one!" From her observation, the fire was mainly concentrated on the outer perimeter; as long as they broke through that door, retrieving the items inside wouldn't be too difficult.

Because Tsunade had unsealed a massive number of items while rummaging through her things, she was currently completely devoid of chakra, leaving her with no choice but to ask Hatake Sakumo to apply a seal.

The man in the black robe trembled uncontrollably with rage. The scene he had anticipated for so long had been quietly ruined by Murong Zhao.

Hearing this, ZERO's body stiffened. It seemed he understood Professor Simon's words, and with a struggle, he began to take weak, faltering steps toward Professor Simon.

"Yunfei thinks that if other ordinary mortals or those of weak willpower were to hear the Master's words, wouldn't they lose their composure instantly? Naturally, humans possess both benevolence and malice. Even among the descendants of the Han, in order to survive and scrape by, submitting to the Mongols might be unavoidable, but in their hearts, they would always harbor guilt—at the very least, they would not assist the tyrant in his evil deeds."