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How could she have anticipated that a perfectly fine Lin Feng would spit a mouthful of cola all over her, right onto her chest.

At this moment, Wu Song was completely out of his wits, supported by Zhang Xixi as he entered the room. Inside, two large red dragon-and-phoenix candles were lit, a crimson tablecloth was laid out, and even the gauze bed curtains and blankets were entirely red.

This night could be said to be the most peaceful one Li Zhishi and his group of three had spent in this mission world. There were chirping insects, a bright moon, a proper bed, and a locked door. It was precisely the convergence of these seemingly unrelated things that unconsciously instilled a sense of security.

"Where are we going now?" Wu Sitong felt truly intoxicated, both from the red wine and from the man before her.

He stepped closer, inch by inch. I tried my best to restrain myself, showing no fear or abnormal emotions, just watching him quietly while my body grew tense and guarded in secret.

"Perhaps she works in the nightlife industry!" a lecherous-looking middle-aged male ghost leered at their chests.

In truth, I hadn't believed it at first, but the sorrow and despair in Sang Muchiao's eyes were far too genuine, and Shuying's reactions couldn't be faked either. By now, although doubts still lingered, I understood that this matter was not as simple as I had originally thought.

"The situation wasn't like that at all. Fang Wei wanted to use a knife on Weiliang. In the heat of the moment, I picked up the gun and shot him," I said calmly, staring at my right hand, where the lingering tremors seemed to still dance across my fingertips.

"But she doesn't want to see you. You have to consider his feelings, too, don't you?" Zhang Youze's voice carried a hint of agitation.

Just at that moment, his advancing body suddenly froze for a split second, his limbs stiff and difficult to move.

Right at this juncture, Heavenly Venerate Blue Lotus suddenly led the members of the Pegasus clan in bowing deeply and in unison toward Xue Thirteen.

"Director Wang arranging the three of you into the same group is quite unexpected. Just as President Cao said earlier, you have all achieved a certain level of success in the industry. Two tigers cannot share one mountain, let alone three. First of all, let me give you all a thumbs-up. If I were the director and had to choose just one actor, I would pick Ayiguli," Xiang Jie continued.

"I just wanted to see who on earth you are. Using something like this is practically bullying," Ye Zuesheng said with a grievance-laden expression.

Wei Jinghan began checking the layout of the recording studio the moment she arrived. The protagonists of this program were designers, and even the construction of the studio had been handled by them.

"The immortals above the clouds merely flicked their sleeves and whisks, causing the heavy snow that had fallen for so long to finally cease. The people below were awestruck, taking it for a divine miracle, and kowtowed with even greater piety and force. Many people bumped their foreheads bloody, and the drops hitting the ground stained the snow red."

Looking across from the ascent, it was boundless; the entire Meixi County town had grown hazy and untraceable to the naked eye.

"Hah, the people of the Li family, as ill-mannered as ever. I suppose I overestimated you after all." Shaking his head, the man gave a disdainful chuckle, already accustomed to Li Zhaotian's foul-mouthed outbursts. Dropping these words, he turned and walked away.

Of course he knew about Tencent Group; back in 2008, Tencent was already a titan in the IT industry.

"Can you still keep going? If you can't, just say the word, and we'll find a place to rest," Ye Zuesheng said, looking at Zhuo Qingchan.

Had the Jin troops not been pressing on their borders, with Hu Qi's temper, those Japanese pirates would have lost their heads the moment they stepped into the Great Hu border.

He had never seen anyone lay such precious fabric across a dining table, nor had he ever seen such a peculiar table—so long that it formed a complete circle around the wine cabinet, bizarre yet utterly unique.

Fortunately, the cabin was filled with a faint, damp mist. Relying on this nourishing moisture, they managed to avoid total exhaustion, and prevented themselves from being unable to even crawl ashore later on.

Lottie ran back to her room, droplets of water continuously falling from her short hair. Her face bore a faint pale-blue tint, and she quickly wrapped her arms around her shoulders, only then feeling a little more comfortable.

Wen Rou looked up at Hu Daming and flung herself into his embrace. Hu Daming's not particularly imposing figure yet broad chest gave Wen Rou a warmth she had never felt before.

Qishan's approach was based on an entirely different train of thought—or rather, Zhongqi Asset Management Company operated strictly according to the principles of a market economy, keeping a very low profile while actually aiming for the biggest target.

However, Huo Xiangkong proactively and somewhat domineeringly seized Fei's delicate hand. In this fellow's logic: "Since you could hold my hand, why can't I hold yours?" Xu Fei tried to pull her hand away several times, but seeing she couldn't break free, she ultimately had to let Huo Xiangkong hold it. After all, who told her to take the initiative to hold his hand just moments before?

Even his family background had no real records, which suggested his ancestors were likely just ordinary peasants who worked the land.

He looked at Yin Nanfei with deep resentment. If Yin Nanfei hadn't had Yu Ke mess with him, would he have been forced to clean the school toilets? None of the subsequent events would have happened; the root of it all was this very fellow standing before him.

"Haha, don't be nervous. I just want to become sworn brothers with you," Li Shimong laughed heartily as he saw that Huo Xiangkong had indeed taken the bait.

Xu Bin didn't even need to promote himself; official media outlets ran corresponding reports every day, and his fans would attach these photos to the comment threads of his 'Weibo'.

She could tell that if she refused this pearl, this guy really might grind it down into pearl powder.

As Yamaguchi Yuichi's words fell, a fiery red flame seemed to rise over the Red Lotus Blade, enveloping it entirely as it slashed toward Ye Chen.

Within the span of a few breaths, the cyan finger turned into an ice sculpture, dropped straight to the ground, and shattered into ice shards with a snap.

Furthermore, the air on Earth was so terrible that he had no desire to live there whatsoever. At this thought, Ling Daoran fiercely banished that crazy idea from his mind; he could not, and dared not, ruin the Spirit Void Space.

These posts seemed to have materialized out of thin air, and once they appeared, they spread like wildfire with terrifying speed. Before anyone even had time to react, one piece of insider information after another was exposed.

Such worries were entirely unfounded. Even if Wu Yang were to devour the entire Earth, it would pose no problem at all. At his level, eating was purely for enjoyment rather than to provide his body with necessary energy.

Apollo's arrival in Zhonghai was a secret known to very few even within the Temple of the Sun, let alone outsiders. Who on earth was this young man that he could know such a deeply hidden secret?