Could there be any mistake about this?

With a dull thud, Ni Fang collapsed heavily across the two bodies.

Rage instantly surged to Xiao Yuanbing’s head. "Damn it... #%&..."

After several ferocious blows with the shovel, blood splattered in all directions, leaving only Ni Fang panting heavily as Xiao Yuanbing dragged her to the side.

"Yuanbing, I..."

"Don't be afraid. I know of an underground clinic. I'll take you for surgery, and you'll definitely be fine. Getting stabbed around here usually isn't fatal, but wait a moment while I bury them first, otherwise if someone discovers—"

This remark brought a flush of crimson to Cheryl's fair swan-like neck, and prompted her younger sister to curiously look up and down at Liam. At that moment, the watchmaker nearby spoke up, finally rescuing Cheryl from her awkwardness.

Wondering whether becoming the junior martial sister of the Zhenyuan Taoist Master should be considered exceeding the mission objectives or a failure?

In truth, it wasn't that she had an overwhelming desire to meddle, but rather that the atmosphere at Sky Entertainment felt exceedingly bizarre. She couldn't fathom why a son would be so eager to acquire his own father's company instead of inheriting it. Was there some sort of deep-seated grievance between them?

Lu Nanfei did not frequently show his face before the Emperor, and Mu Qingqing had only ever met Lu Nanfei's younger brother, Lu Mingyang. The two men looked vastly different, so she failed to recognize who had arrived.

"Very well, you truly ought to pay a visit to your father's grave. It's just that I cannot spare the time these days, so I'm afraid I cannot accompany you," Hongli murmured thoughtfully.

Liam's words of dissuasion had been spoken in Mandarin, which Sedi naturally could not understand. However, having caught the drift of Cherie's words, a look of contemplation flickered across his expression. In the Muslim world, arranging betrothals during childhood was entirely commonplace.

She really couldn't be blamed for this. Yet the moment she saw Shen Yunyang sitting before her, her heartbeat began to race, her mind plunged into chaos, and her voice trembled ever so slightly.

Yu Shan furrowed her brows slightly while inwardly launching into a silent, relentless tirade. For she discovered that she simply could not fathom the young man seated before her! It was a sensation so bizarre that even she found it utterly incredible.

Having visited Australia earlier in the year, Liam was quite familiar with the place. Within the span of a few remarks, he had the innocent red-haired young woman giggling merrily.

The figure in black suddenly spun around, his long sword slicing through the air like a swimming dragon, instantly weaving several fierce sword blossoms. The biting sword Qi struck out against the men who had him surrounded.

Although she deliberately forced herself to touch it, the moment her fingers made contact, she would involuntarily pull them back, her face fraught with lingering terror as if harboring immense dread.

"Since he is capable of doing it, why is he unwilling?" Mu Xueliang wondered inwardly. He longed to ask, but seeing his father conversing with Ji Yun, he had no choice but to wait quietly.

Having eaten the stuffed rice dumplings wrapped by Manjing herself that morning, eating these frozen store-bought ones naturally highlighted the stark difference in quality. Consequently, Qiao Xianyun had little appetite and did not want to touch them at all.

Though Yun Qingcheng felt a tinge of defiance in her heart, she knew well that Yang Bo was speaking the truth, and furthermore, very few people could ever earn such high praise from him.

Even within the protective membrane specifically designed to fend off flames and explosions, Bellflower could still feel the intense heat of the shockwave. She could easily imagine that taking even a step closer might truly reduce her to cinders.

Mingchuan had no time for reflection as the pressure weighing down upon him grew heavier by the moment, feeling like a thousand-jin load. Crushed between the "long whip" and the staircase steps, he felt as though his spine was on the verge of snapping.

Luo Datou's eyes lit up, but they immediately dimmed again as he recalled how, following a tip-off from someone, he had gone to demand an explanation from Luo Qianfan's parents. The resulting feud between the two families persisted to this day—would Luo Qianfan really be willing to help?

"Did you not hear what I just said?" Lu Xiangxiang stared in exasperation at Xu Xiuxiu's reaction. She had expected Xu Xiuxiu to fly into a rage or unleash a tirade of curses, but from beginning to end, Xu Xiuxiu's reaction was calm in a way she had never imagined, prompting her to angrily grab hold of the car door.

Chatting along in this manner, before we knew it, the clock had struck two in the morning. It was nearly time to wake the old grandmother up; arriving early to wait at the destination was far better than being even a minute late.