Volume 1, Chapter 48: Thank You, Uncle

The flat-topped man did not answer, only staring fixedly at Chen Taoran with a gaze full of hatred. If looks could kill, Chen Taoran would have already been sliced to pieces by a thousand cuts.

She knew that many men could not accept the filth and chaos of a vegetable market. Once, she had brought Wang Mingyang here; a man of ordinary background who nevertheless put on airs to no end, he couldn't stomach it either, let alone the distinguished Young Master Lin. However, had he not suggested it himself, she wouldn't have had this mischievous impulse.

Rong Ling's Lincoln SUV was parked in a lot three hundred meters away. The Science Museum had been newly built last year, and the parking facilities were not yet fully completed, so the parking area was a vast expanse of desolate muddy ground temporarily covered with a layer of crushed gravel.

She was roasting a wild chicken outside the thatched cottage when she saw Xiao Qi walking out of the house, dressed in her father's dark cyan cloth tunic.

Amidst the dizziness, Gu Nian also felt a trace of fear. She clung tightly to his shoulders and back in terror, until she grew so weak that she let out whimpering pleas for mercy. As his breath smoothly entered her mouth and throat, she panted, her large eyes wide open and covered with a thin layer of moisture as she looked at him.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment. Looking back now, a faint smile had appeared on the face of the Pangu sculpture—something that wasn't there before—and the oppressive aura that had previously emanated from Pangu had completely vanished.

However, the target of this move was not the Mad Doctor, but the formation in the void that was sealing off Lieyun Star.

Seeing him overjoyed, Zhan Bai was equally delighted. He immediately used a forklift to wheel the blood jade lotus platform to the doorway of the stairs, and then made a phone call to summon a few reliable trusted aides to help carry it upstairs.

"Gu Nian!" Han Pianqian followed closely behind the medical cart. As soon as they entered the ward, the medical staff immediately began to busy themselves.

Therefore, the reply letter Xiao Lang received stated that the Emperor of Yuehai Kingdom agreed to a meeting. The location and time were to be decided by Xiao Lang, but the condition was that Xiao Lang must bring Yue Jingjing with him to see him.

Just as Meng Tao was frantically searching for Sun Shouwang, Meng Tao was actually drinking at a food stall with a flat-topped middle-aged man, the table already piled high with empty beer bottles.

The room was very quiet. Qin Zhi'ai, hiding beneath the coffee table, could not see what was happening inside and did not dare to act rashly.

Just as Wu Wu was practicing with intense focus, she suddenly felt warmth on her back. Turning her head, she saw Fei Nansha pressing closely against her from behind, one hand overlapping with her own as they gripped the sword together.

No way, this fatty must find the Skeleton Summoning Grimoire, otherwise continuing like this, he would sooner or later become the first Taoist in history to be worked to death.

While the classmates were chatting in their respective communication apps, no more students entered the large classroom. It seemed everyone had pretty much arrived.

That island nation frequently hunted whales. If it were just normal hunting, that would be one thing, but hunting rare and protected whales as well was simply going too far. Moreover, they had recently continued their massive slaughter in blatant disregard of warnings from the world animal protection organization, which severely disrupted the laws of nature.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, trickling down his cheek to fall onto the ground. Reaching out to steady himself against a large tree, he could not help but gasp heavily for breath.

Ye Zhao frowned as he looked at He Jin, Yuan Wei, and the others. If they had still been reasonable before, then right now, this was nothing short of a blatant, naked threat.

Perhaps his movements were too rough, causing her some discomfort. She furrowed her brows, puckered her lips with a hint of spoiled coquetting, and acted cute: "Wu Hao, I've waited for you for so long, Wu Hao..." With that, she burrowed straight into Lu Banding's embrace.

Yet, some truths—she knew that if she didn't see them with her own eyes, it wouldn't hurt quite as much. Now, having witnessed Liang Doukou enter Gu Yusheng's room with her own eyes, and having heard Liang Doukou utter such explicit words with her own ears, it ultimately exceeded her capacity to bear.

Meanwhile, An Xi's statistics for the entire game remained unchanged, as An Xi did not even step onto the court during the entire fourth quarter.

When Lady Wang Chen learned that her son was not in his room and had been carried away by her husband early in the morning, she went over personally to check. Seeing that all her son's belongings were gone, she called over the housekeeper to inquire.

After a long while, Han Yuye withdrew his hand, and Liu Sha's eyes regained their luster. However, his expression remained utterly desolate and sorrowful.

The dark energy had already spread across a vast area; if they didn't strike now, this place would be completely swallowed by the darkness.

The ninth day of the lunar month was for Lin Xue's parents to pay respects at their graves, which was the primary memorial service. Rural areas handled this quite solemnly, but since Lin Xue's parents had no son, Lin Xue had to stand in for everything.

"Alright, let's just walk over," Anna readily agreed. With Avril's company, even such terrible weather failed to dampen her good spirits.

The three of them chatted along the way. Xue Tiantian did most of the talking, while Lin Xue and An Jing mainly listened or chimed in occasionally, making for a lively atmosphere.

Xun Yu felt a surge of joy. Although he knew this job wouldn't be easy to handle, he was naturally more than willing.

However, that notion was abandoned the exact moment Lin Yu's dagger clashed with Daisy's. Daisy's strength was immense, almost knocking Lin Yu's dagger straight out of his hand. Furthermore, Daisy's dagger possessed a certain eerie quality; the moment the two daggers made contact, the black mist on Daisy's blade billowed and gradually spread onto Lin Yu's dagger.

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, agreeing that they indeed lacked the spare strength to go out raiding at present. After all, their own side had suffered a crippling blow. If not for the perilous terrain of Bimang Mountain deterring those Han people, the latter would probably have taken advantage of their misfortune long ago. It was already a stroke of luck that the Han people weren't coming to invade; taking the initiative to provoke them would be sheer suicide.

His icy gaze fixed on Xu Anru's mother, carrying a heavy, oppressive weight that made her legs nearly turn to jelly.

At this moment, he was like a child who had achieved a top grade, eager to make his parents look at him in a new light.

He had originally come in pursuit of Qingyu, and being weighed down and delayed by her had already tested his patience. Hearing her babble nonsense that even a fool wouldn't believe, he completely lost whatever patience he had left.

If Shen Ruochen were like this, he would crawl out of his coffin even if he were dead just to curse him out fiercely.

"I will pour all my energy and even all my financial resources into this breakthrough of the 45-nanometer process technology."

That way, even if he went in and knew nothing at all, no one would suspect him.

That may be so, but Zhao Lianyu, currently clutching the golden box in her hands, found that her palms were unconsciously slick with sweat.

Then there was Yu Qinman. Although they hadn't interacted many times, having lived together under the same roof for so many days, it could be considered a shared life.

Because the questions from these reporters were undoubtedly all framed from the perspective of Apple Inc. having suffered a defeat.

These people certainly wouldn't dress like this simply because it looked good; they must have had to dress this way.

Elite disciples were not just random nobodies; they were the foundation of a sect. No wonder even the Three Buddhist Patriarchs believed that the Taoist sect and the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes were all going mad.