Chapter 57

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Peering closely through the high-beam of the miner's lamp, the seated figure was none other than the slave who had been whipped in the previously recorded footage.

Zhou Jingyu had clearly opened his eyes, the duck-egg-blue whites exposed to the air, bearing a trace of bewilderment like a dull-witted child.

Jinxin untied the red thread from the wrists of the two, bringing the severed ends together, whereupon the crimson line immediately mended itself.

He knew that his feelings for Liang Aiping were driven more by desire than true affection, and what happened last night was merely a momentary impulse. Yet, he did not regret this choice, for a man would inevitably face such a day sooner or later. He was never one to follow the rules blindly; getting a head start on certain matters was hardly a bad thing.

Cigarette hanging from his mouth, Yun Qianfeng hurried over to see Lorena holding a pistol covered in sand.

Seeming to anticipate Zhao Yunfei's attempt to close in for hand-to-hand combat, Huang Jinli's offense and defense were extremely tight, leaving his opponent not a single opening. His Pigua boxing was executed with exceptional fluidity, strike following strike in an unbroken stream, refusing to let his moves grow stale as he strictly guarded against the other's onslaught.

The next moment, save for Fang Liang, everyone else collapsed with ashen faces, losing all breath.

Watching Xu Yi, whose blind spots in knowledge had just been touched, pull out his phone in all seriousness to begin searching, Xi Yue let out a sudden giggle.

As his inspiration grew the more he spoke, Zhao Ji even suggested simply leaking the news that Zhang Shangying was to be removed from the Yuanyou faction.

With matters having progressed to this point, Zhang Songsheng instantly became a hero among the students, turning heads wherever he went. The school's disciplinary and academic restructuring came to an abrupt halt, and some of Jia Zhiguo's more excessive rules during his tenure were gradually abolished by Yang Hongbo, allowing No. 2 Middle School to return to the state it was in a year ago.

Knowing she was harassing me, Bell went to confront her, only for her to look at Bell with tear-filled eyes, playing the part of an innocent lamb deceived by a demon. From then on, I was saddled with yet another label of deceiving and luring a dragon.

"Well, this is not too bad..." Stepping through his front door that evening and slipping into his slippers, Tian Lu received another phone call from Feng Lin.

Pathogenic microbiology and parasitology are disciplines that study the pathogens responsible for human diseases. Naturally, the causative factors of human illness are not limited to these two; they are simply separated out because each forms a complete, independent system.

The pair looked to be around thirty-seven or thirty-eight. Though the shop assistants had clearly brought out stools for them, they stubbornly refused to sit, instead sprawled out on the floor, covered in dust, tilting their heads back to glare fiercely at Pan Ping'an, gnashing their teeth and shouting at the top of their lungs as if they meant to devour him alive.

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Seeming to sense Ling Zhan's gaze, Riva turned his head slightly, locking eyes with Ling Zhan.

Mesmerized by her own fantasies, Li Rongqi completely missed every single word spoken in the hallway; yet, that mattered infinitely more to her than any flower basket could.

As for the claim that the Tu'te forces were thinly spread on the Wangre Steppes, Heng Xing and the Demon Legion had no need to pay it any mind.

How could she not put on weight? Mother Meng stuffed her with all manner of delicious food and drink every day; how could she possibly not grow plump? As for her belly, at nearly four months, it was indeed time for the pregnancy to show, and from here on out it would only become more obvious.

An utterly idiotic question, Hu Mei evaluated silently to herself. Heng Xing was born for battle; without war, he surely could not survive.

Mingrui found it somewhat strange that they were leaving the hot spring estate so early. Looking outside, she noticed the road was not the one leading back to the capital. "Mother, where are we going?" Wanwan had not informed the three children in advance that they were going to the countryside to experience pastoral life.

The summer sun was fierce and merciless; Shen Yunchu's back was already covered in bloody lacerations, and with the wounds exposed to the sunlight, it stung as though salt had been poured into them.

Gu Mingxin panic-strickenly clutched her brother's arm, trembling violently; even with her brother holding her hand, she could find not a shred of safety.

Yuan Anzhi was currently undergoing questioning by the board of directors, forced to explain his decision at the beginning of June to liquidate and offload the majority of his shares.

"You—get away from me!" Colin felt as though Sandy's gaze towards him was filled with hunger.

In past years, Xu Wei had repeatedly caused massive trouble in Suhuai, leading Xu Weiguo to nearly sever ties with him as father and son, resulting in a complete falling out.

Mo Liu was utterly absorbed in the Dao of alchemy and paid little attention to family affairs, which was why, for the longest time, he had only heard of Wu Feng by reputation without ever having met him.

Immortal Wei rarely embarrassed people; in his daily dealings, even if he couldn't cater to every single person, he could still look out for others' feelings without compromising his own dignity.

Ma Yu was rather surprised. Of course he had heard of Xuefeng City—a heavily fortified strategic border pass guarding the northern frontier, a towering shield against the alien northern wolves.

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No matter how Colin explained himself, it only felt like the more he tried to clear things up, the murkier it became. What annoyed him even more was that Shen Yue, one of the parties involved, stood off to the side blushing without uttering a single word, acting as if she tacitly agreed.

She looked to be about the same age as Jack, with a head of raven hair, a lovely face, and a scorching hot figure in a bikini that was practically dazzling to the eyes.

Of course Hu Ziqian did not hear these remarks, but looking at the glances cast her way, she didn't need to guess to know what they were thinking.

As for Yuyangzi, he was a reckless brute. Aside from his rashness, sheer physical strength was perhaps his only strong suit. Lacking the time to retrieve his weapon, he could only hack and slash with his bare palms, desperately trying to create an opening for his senior martial brother.

The tattoo resembled a Japanese ghost or demon—possessing a human body, yet sprouting a pair of black wings, with a face stained entirely red, a long nose, eyes like bronze bells, and baring protruding fangs. It looked ferocious and vividly lifelike.

This was one of the traditional methods older generations used to preserve eggs, something very few young people knew nowadays. Moreover, most people now lived in apartment buildings and naturally lacked furniture like grain jars and flour bins used for storing provisions.

Besides, the Li family village didn't even have better conditions than their own He family village. Up on that mountain peak, the roads were barely passable, and getting to a major market required walking entirely on foot, as horse-drawn carriages couldn't even make it up.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a heavy silence. Mo Zichi watched Wanmo Xiang, who was hugging Xiao Han from behind—in fact, even after he entered the room, Wanmo Xiang did not release her embrace around Xiao Han.

As Lan Wan wiped the tears from the corners of Lan Yi's eyes, Lan Yi spoke with a choked voice. Despite being somewhat hoarse and dry from her recent crying, she managed to force the words out.

I mulled it over and decided to try out Qidian's voice acting feature over the next couple of days. If it works out, I'll do some voice acting right here on Qidian for everyone to listen to.

"Cousin, the Mid-Autumn Night Market in Jinling Prefecture is even livelier than you described in your letter. Your foolish elder brother arriving early this trip was truly the right choice. Oh, look at that stall ahead surrounded by so many crowds—let's go over and take a look at the commotion too." The young scholar dressed in blue excitedly said to the youth in cyan beside him.

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