Volume 1, Chapter 22: Mu Wanwan Sees Through Their Treacherous Scheme

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The next day, having pondered the matter all night, Zhou Quan seized the opportunity of the city's annual teaching quality inspection to visit the No. 3 Middle School. As the protagonist of the film, being involved in a supernatural incident was the perfect chance for a smear campaign against the production crew. Just like Su Zi’s exquisite face, the pair of "C-cup" peaks on her chest were peerless in both shape and elasticity. "Are you leaving already, Ling Chen?" Ling Chen and Murong Wanqing were having breakfast when she asked him this. He was dressed in a dark raven-green Taoist robe, his face gaunt, his chin as sharp as an awl. He wore a Taoist bun pinned with a ghastly white bone hairpin, and in his right hand, he held a cyan gourd, his eyes—glowing with a ghostly, emerald light—staring fixedly at him. Lu Yue fell silent, appearing lost in thought, her gaze unfocused as if she were recalling something. After the meal, the two returned to work at the bank, their first task being to report to their superior that Li Jundong of Wanhui Real Estate was seeking a loan with collateral, while simultaneously promising to bring in the transaction and deposit business from Chuan-Shi Network. Sensing his cooperative attitude, He Changkun gave him a direct order to collect two thousand yuan from He Changyuan and go into hiding out of town for a while. Li Jundong realized that since tomorrow was the start of the National Day holiday, he could take his father’s place to source breeding frogs at the Yiyang Breeding Company, so he took on the task, also taking the opportunity to visit his parents back home. "I..." Tai Chenxi desperately wanted to explain to her parents that they had misunderstood her relationship with Li Feng, but the words died on her lips, and she didn't know how to begin. "Bai Fusheng always considered himself the finest of the Great Ji Kingdom's younger generation. To think he died by your hand—it seems the title of the finest of the younger generation will be between the two of us." Ouyang Wudi gripped his King’s Sword, his fighting spirit already soaring. "That is for the best. You should cultivate diligently here and stay for a while," Yan Fengliu said, seeking to draw Yan Zhen closer to him. A figure flashed in mid-air as Mo Cheng, Nai He, and the old fellow Qiong Qi all appeared by my side. "You've returned. Have you dealt with Ming Shui?" Mo Cheng asked softly.

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The iron gate opened, but Wang Chen looked somewhat dazed. He hadn't expected Mo Juqin to take the initiative to explain their relationship to the guard. One had to realize that the entrance was like a megaphone; even in a disciplined force, such gossip would likely spread throughout the entire police station within a day. Lin Yi’s right palm manifested a black hole mark. As the black light intensified, instead of firing it off, he projected ten rays of light tentacles. The Ten Heavenly Officials trembled uncontrollably, their mouths agape as they tried to roar, but blood gushed out incessantly, as if it would never stop. "Go and sound them out later. If they aren't anyone of importance, we'll make a move in the shadows, snatch these two girls, and divide them among ourselves," a disciple of the Yuan Sect said. As for the Heaven-Questioning God Halberd, it was derived from the Divine Peak Halberd and was one of the signature techniques of the Sage Monarch of World-Gazing, Ye Xiu. "Emperor!" Before the stone gate of the tower, the twelve male generals standing guard on either side all stood tall and alert, calling out with vigor. Xiu Yao carefully explained the benefits of intercropping trees and crops to him. Planting trees and crops at specific intervals not only utilized the land rationally but also regulated temperature and humidity, protected the soil from erosion, fostered mutual dependency, and suppressed the growth of weeds and pests. "Sister, they say there are more, but they don't know the exact location; however, they had a sense of one another before," Baby's voice echoed in her mind while Ye Xiang was lost in her daydreams. The bailiff, upon receiving the order, hurried to fetch a bucket of well water and doused Bai Mujin from head to toe. Although it was early summer, the night was still quite cold. Drenched by the bucket of water, Bai Mujin instantly woke up, feeling a bone-chilling cold penetrate to her very marrow. Tian Yonghe leaned in and pinched Tang Haodong’s arm, her beautiful eyes conveying affection as she looked at him and said, "It seems we are all going to be swept by you today? Are we destined to lose? I’ll say this first: we don't have much money on us. If we lose too much, we’ll have to write I.O.U.s." Her words were double-entendre and highly suggestive. "But, wouldn't it be inappropriate if I didn't go?" In truth, Mi Bai herself disliked such crowded scenes; she preferred quiet. Thus, a single sentence from Alice made Tiger Shark realize his mistake, but what followed made him regret it even more. One had to admit that the Emperor of the Yue Kingdom’s ploy was ruthless; he sacrificed his own son to make Bei Mingyu the target of everyone’s ire.

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After traveling sixty or seventy miles, Taibai and the others finally reached the heart of the giant, where all those Ghost King puppets remained, not a single one missing. Sun Dacheng, however, said, "Big Brother, Second Sister, Brother-in-law, I also want to hear what those 'Fortune Beans' are. Our family has a shop, too; maybe we could stock some to sell." As he spoke, he stole a glance at Liu Xu, fearing she might drive him away. Qin Dafu and Qin Ye were even less concerned with such things. They hadn't intended to take anything from the family in the first place; they knew the family was poor and that once separated, they would have to rely on themselves. Luo Chen... what an improper old man, but since they were all of the same ilk, there was nothing more to say. Each year, the three academies held open recruitment, but they never accepted more than three hundred students each time. Meng Bao'er grew angry again, raising her spoon as if she were about to smash it into Luo Chen at any moment. "Wanchun, come here. Today, before your father's spirit tablet, tell me, tell everyone: is this child surnamed Xia?" Aunt Yun stared at Mu Rufeng’s memorial portrait, her voice suddenly rising, her expression filled with both sorrow and indignation. When she caught a fish for the first time, Zhao Ya was extremely shocked. It had really appeared? During the earlier obstruction, Sister Chen had been pushed to the ground by him, her heel snapping off, and she sat by the elevator door rubbing her ankle. Cowering timidly on one side of the wedding bed, her back to Xia Mohuan, Mu Wanchun only wished for the sun to rise the moment she opened her eyes. An Chuling watched helplessly as he took the ring and slowly placed it on her finger; at that moment, her whole body trembled.