Volume 1, Chapter 45: I Have No Intention of Taking a Wife

Their eyes were filled with anxiety as they looked at Li Jiang. It must be said that although Ye Xiaotong appeared somewhat arrogant and overbearing, her heart was in the right place.

"I need to return and discuss this matter with the others before I can make a decision," Xiao Yunfei said, his brows slightly furrowed as he found an excuse to stall for time.

Yeli Wuming, Zunsheng Tuoluo, and Chishi Tuoluo finally realized that although their martial arts had improved, compared to Yang Yunhan, it was like the light of a firefly competing with the brilliance of the full moon.

Liu Xinghao drove to the entrance of the Second Normal School and saw that Jia Feifei had already been waiting there for a long time.

Long Yan'er caught Long Luo as he fell backward, and the members of the Yunqi Sect were also alarmed; if anything were to happen to Long Luo, the Yunqi Sect would lose all hope.

Just as Xia Jian was beginning to feel the darkness approaching, Li Dongmin had finished preparing the pre-cooked food, serving it into plates and bowls, and had also prepared instant noodles. When Xia Jian saw there were three portions, he realized she intended to send one to her mother-in-law, showing that she was a filial person.

Nearby, Bai Chenhao’s gaze was constantly darting around. When he saw Xiao Yunfei walk in, his expression changed instantly, a flicker of malice flashing in his eyes.

If successful, it would be fine; this matter could be agreed upon with Wu Jian, and both sides could keep it hidden, preventing the news from leaking.

When Zhang Teng heard Xia Jian say that the Entrepreneurship Group was finished, his face was filled with utter shock. He remembered how it was Xia Jian who had provided him and Zhao Longlong with a livelihood, which, of course, had relied on the Entrepreneurship Group.

However, beyond this, although the power of the blade techniques and spiritual skills had increased, there was no fundamental improvement whatsoever.

After speaking, Luo Xucheng turned around, holding his blade with both hands pointed toward the unscrupulous merchants, ready for a final bloody battle. The soldiers behind him also drew their blades one after another; since Luo Xucheng had said as much, they had no path of retreat left.

That was Dong Shanshan’s car. She originally disliked being so high-profile, but Lin Chen had forced her to drive it.

After giving instructions regarding matters here, Cai Tong and the other gathered craftsmen were dismissed.

Seeing Chen Yizhi’s hesitation there, one had to paint a grand picture for him if they wanted him to give his life for the cause.

The leader tested Su Qin again, and upon confirming that he was truly alright, he let out a sigh of relief. He then used a mix of coaxing and deception to trick the grenade out of Su Qin's hand, while Su Qin naturally played along with the ruse.

Lin Man'er, Lin Miao'er, and the cute, doll-like Ouyang Shishi exchanged glances and then looked at Ye Yu, waiting for his arrangements.

Upon entering the secret room, the gold, silver, and jewels he had racked his brains to obtain had vanished, with the only addition being the three large characters: "I have arrived."

"What about me? Aren't you going to take me out?" Monkey San gestured to his own chest, his face full of urgency.

Hearing Nan Yuling’s words, Su Xingyue was initially taken aback, unable to grasp what was happening for a moment.

The captain of the flying ship immediately knelt and kowtowed. Although he had great doubts in his heart—wondering why the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty was not on a dedicated craft—he did not show it.

These thugs, who had been temporarily recruited to do the work, naturally became the guilty party, and the actions taken by Luo Ziling and his group were acts of righteous bravery.

The body of the cauldron emitted a soft light, projecting onto her. The primal energy of heaven and earth condensed, pouring down like a cool, refreshing breeze that enlightened her mind. Her entire body felt invigorated, and the pain vanished.

Little did they know that at this moment, Fuji was beyond furious; he could neither move nor speak.

Ling Haining went straight home, and when he arrived, Ling Zhengping was watching the evening news in the living room.

Fuji explained that he had gone nearby to gather herbs and was not trying to leave, but the other party refused to listen to his explanation, clutching his leg and refusing to let go.

After this annual meeting, Luo Ziling became a celebrity in the field of traditional medicine. His fame grew increasingly loud as those who attended the meeting boasted about him after returning home. This was something neither Luo Ziling nor Ouyang Feifei had anticipated, or perhaps it was a result far better than they had imagined.

If this corner kick were taken and the opponent managed to secure the point and launch a counterattack, it would be very difficult for Maniche to fall back and defend.

Yes, he had been running wildly with Nuonuo on his back the entire way. His speed had inevitably slowed due to the exhaustion of his physical strength; perhaps that was Norton’s goal—to let him die in despair.

Pirates had always existed along the coast of the Great Ming, and even among the Wokou, there were many Great Ming pirates.

The winter in the Southern Wasteland was not as cold as in the Central Plains; wearing a layer of padded clothing was sufficient.

"Although our house has decent soundproofing, if you are this loud, Old Man Zhang next door will have to come over and knock on the door..." Jiang Ke hurriedly covered Bai Su’s mouth, fearing that this hard-won opportunity for being alone would be ruined.

It was, after all, the imperial palace, and the efficiency of getting things done was extremely high. When Hua Xuanji discovered that Ye Hua was ill, the sky was just beginning to show a hint of white. By the time they set out for Black Ridge, the sky had not yet fully brightened.

If a charitable foundation has 100 million in assets, with an annual investment return of 8 million and annual donations of 10 million, then this foundation would likely invest about 18 million in the field of charity each year.

The Divine Beast Mountain dispatched three top-tier, high-status experts to guard the place, living in the Demon King’s Palace in the King’s Valley. This was the deepest they could enter. As for the Demon King’s Cave, they had no way of entering.

Seeing Feng Linglang, she couldn't help but be stunned. She blinked, her memories slowly returning. She remembered last seeing him after leaving the prison cell; at that time, she had exhausted too much mental energy and collapsed from mental fatigue. She had no idea how much time had passed since then.

Lin Shaoming’s body flew through the air for a full dozen meters before landing heavily. The bamboo hat on his head rolled off, revealing a face covered in rotting flesh, his eye sockets empty of eyelids, leaving only two rolling eyeballs.

"How is this possible? How can it be like this? Your spiritual energy is so pure that it can be absorbed?" the man muttered to himself, completely unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Xiao Yuxuan, heh. I have often heard Fourth Aunt mention you, saying that you are exceptionally gifted, kind-hearted, diligent, and hardworking." After speaking, Muran scrutinized Xiao Yuxuan, who said nothing further.

"Can you tell us that person’s scheme now, Brother Xiang?" Sima Shang asked with a bitter smile, looking dejected. Since they had already become pawns and lacked the power to resist the player while being trapped in the game, they had no choice but to accept their fate.