Chapter Thirty-One: I Even Held You When You Were a Child

Wei Guangshan’s hand trembled as he held his chopsticks. His son-in-law was truly remarkable; without a word, he had bought two and a half rooms. His gaze remained fixed on the property deed resting on the table.

The names Wei Guangshan and Li Cuixiang were clearly written on it. He stared at it for a long time before finally looking up.

"Did you... did you really buy it? How much did this cost?"

"I asked around at the neighborhood office before. Two and a half rooms would cost at least eight hundred and sixty..."

Lost in thought for a long time, the outside world remained quiet, devoid of any bustling noise. Past the hour of the boar, or after 9:00 PM, a knock sounded at the door.

"Sigh, all my medicinal herbs are gone. Now I have to start all over again," Xu Qingyan sighed helplessly.

Returning to her office from the coffee shop, Luo Xuan had just opened her laptop and logged into the company email when she found several inquiries regarding potential collaborations.

She decided then and there that she would thoroughly scout the rest of her journey to see where else bandits might be hiding. If she could clear them out, she would not only rid the people of a menace but also gain a significant amount of free labor.

Lin Feng tossed the keys over with a smile, and they both got into the car. He didn't drive himself, simply instructing his bodyguards to follow in the car behind.

Zhou Cheng understood the implication in the couple’s words: the Huang family hardly had the capability to bribe a chief physician.

As soon as these words were spoken, a crowd of thugs armed with clubs surged out from the darkness. At first glance, there were at least thirty or forty of them, swarming in to surround Xu Qingyan.

Zhang Hao repeated his previous actions, and the remaining two wild sows gave birth to their litters just as smoothly, with both mothers remaining in excellent condition.

Who would have guessed what the eldest sister said when she got home? The next day, her two nephews ran to the village demanding grain, claiming their mother said their two uncles still owed them fifty catties of dried sweet potatoes. Back then, everyone was eating from the village canteen, starving to the point of desperation—where would they have found fifty catties of dried sweet potatoes?

In business, one should know when to be satisfied after getting a good deal. Zhang Hao understood this principle and did not haggle with the person in charge.

In the distance, onlookers began filming with their phones, though none dared to approach too closely. A few paparazzi stationed at the airport also gathered around; being in the same line of work, they recognized Gao Leng instantly.

Xiao Bing knew that would be the beginning of the real final battle. Everything he had faced before—the underground world, the dark world, the ancient martial arts circles, or any other forces—was merely about stabilizing his rear. Only when his base was truly secure would he have the leverage to negotiate with the God and Demon races.

However, just as he hadn't directly converted Kel'Thuzad into a holy spirit, doing so would have been a waste of resources for him.

Although his magnetic tank indeed possessed impressive lethality, it was, after all, positioned right over the enemy's own forces. Consequently, Liu Qingshan would naturally suffer significant losses.

Villains rack their brains to be villains, even if they sometimes look like idiots, acting with no reason or purpose, rushing to be slapped in the face, eager to offer their cheeks. Because they are villains, they must do evil; they must court disaster! Without courting death, how could the protagonist’s brilliance and might be highlighted?

Wujiu’s spirit suddenly surged, and in an instant, the sky and earth turned upside down, causing him to lose his senses. Just as his mind slipped, a powerful force of magic surged into his body. He shuddered in terror, his entire body and limbs instantly immobilized by the power, unable to move a muscle. Only his head could still sway, and his eyes could still see.

The vast array of resources and rare treasures required for a cultivator’s journey were simply staggering.

"Hmph, jealous?! How could I possibly be jealous? I have so many projects under my name, and the media sector isn't even my main focus." Su Su rolled her eyes, though her voice lacked conviction.