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To have a roof over one’s head and a meal to fill one’s belly—as a human being, if one can hold onto these, losing one’s dignity matters little. Such is a world in chaos.

"Gao Yu, listen to me. Things are not as you imagine; that song is absolutely my original work," Wu Hua attempted to comfort Gao Yu.

"Help me tidy up my things. I must hurry over; otherwise, the Old Madam will be angry again," Yu Mu said, still feeling a lingering fear. She had learned her lesson in recent days: she must submit to the Old Madam in all things to avoid further torment and difficulty.

"I am taking you away from here now. Hold on tight." Today, I could clearly see that Wen Feiyu was injured, and he had no intention of lingering in the fight. Gripping my hand, he soared into the high sky. No sooner had we lifted off than the Ghost King Ming Xing let out a cold sneer. Night had fallen, and faint lights flickered in the distance.

After a brief struggle, the red-haired elder was the first to realize that they had fallen into a mirage; everything they heard and saw was an illusion, and they were, in fact, attacking their own brothers.

Xu Jingyang closed his eyes slightly and said, "Very well, all of you may return and contemplate this further. Wu Qian, you stay behind." Hearing this, the several elders hesitated, wanting to speak, but finally departed the great hall and returned to their respective quarters.

The immortal sword struck with the speed of a shooting star, its slanting parries and delicate flicks as graceful as an antelope hanging by its horns. With grand, sweeping motions, a thousand swords rained down, and a casual wave seemed capable of splitting mountains and seas.

Tao Ni whispered to Yingchun that Jia She had already entered the Imperial City and would reach the Rongguo Mansion in less than two quarters of an hour.

She lit a signal flare in the empty wilderness, watching as the smoke shell traced a melodic whistle and a tail of fire into the sky. The higher it climbed, the more magnificent its fiery tail became, until the fire phoenix gradually revealed its true form. Upon reaching the zenith, the countless stardust particles forming the phoenix’s body burst forth in an instant, like boiling flames—a phoenix reborn from the fire.

"Where is Jinhao Media? You must tell me," Wu Hua suddenly interjected, causing Han Xiaoshan, who had expected a major development, to burst into laughter.

This move caused panic among shareholders, who scrambled to dump their stocks, causing the recently risen share price of the Huo Group to plummet in an instant.

"What does it look like?" I asked curiously. I hadn't frequented those brightly lit, decadent places for many years. Though I lacked for nothing in food or clothing, I often felt like a caveman, ignorant of what the vibrant world outside had become.

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"I once rented his house." Jiang Ciyun blew a puff of smoke into my face. I waved my hand through it and saw the indifferent expression on his face.

After the police finished speaking, they returned directly to the station. We followed their car to the police precinct in a state of panic. On the way, Xing Feng drove with Jin Yan in the passenger seat, and my eldest sister sat in the back, gripping my hand tightly. I was beyond tears, yet I saw Xing Feng suddenly hand two tissues to Jin Yan in the front seat.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded in her ears. Gong Qianzhu retreated in fright, just as a massive wave surged, sweeping her into the river.

Thus, Qing Wu successfully moved into the mansion and became the fourth wife of "Elder Yang."

"A thief's backstab is useless against me." Ba Tian spun around, his greatsword slashing horizontally. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, he struck directly toward Lin Feng.

Nick Fury frowned, clearly not grasping the meaning behind Earls’ words, his face etched with confusion.

Lin Feng led the Gelu warriors further and further away, disappearing into the depths of the canyon in a few moments.

In the azure galaxy before her eyes, one could see only a flash of plain white sleeves dancing in the water, long hair flowing, and features as exquisite as a painting. Her smooth, jade-white hands glowed with a faint, translucent luster under the nourishment of the river.

Guan Mingxia naturally knew the lethality of Shen Ping’s swordsmanship. If he could not shake the light net in the slightest with his full strength, then even her intervention would be of no avail.

The number of players storming the arrow towers and city walls dwindled; to rush up was to court death. No one could withstand the relentless barrage of the enemy’s cannons.

These overwhelming swarms of alien powerhouses did not initially attract the attention of Western nations.

Now, people looked toward the god of the Bombo era with complex "colors" in their hearts, a feeling difficult to describe. Many immediately made the decision to live in harmony with Bombo from that day forward.

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In terms of qualifications and ratings, this hotel had nothing, yet its facilities were on par with, if not slightly superior to, those of established five-star hotels.

"You making a fortune is your business, and me borrowing money is mine. There is no connection, so what must be repaid must be repaid," Wang Yu said.

Zhang Jue said no more, simply watching her silently. Once he was sure she had fallen back asleep, he struggled to rise and slowly left the room.

"You are a foreigner, perhaps mixed-race. You may have local bloodlines, but you are not a local, nor are you Asian," Gu Anwan said, letting out a sigh.

Perhaps this was retribution. He thought he had manipulated Zhang Jue and Nancy, only to find that they had become truly serious. Of course, if he could, he would prefer to call it destiny, but how could destiny take Nancy away again?

Tan You had previously mentioned knowing some "big brothers" in society. When Guo Tao’s side grew fearful, he brought up a notorious gang leader—Su Shi.

Now that he had returned to the Liaodong region, he was completely unrestrained, venting his frustrations and the humiliation brought upon him by Jia Lian to his heart's content.

In the Forsaken Land, the Seven Gods were barred from entry and could not intervene. The only "True Creator" there had already gone mad and had no need for the faith of those in the Forsaken Land.

The boy looked up, glanced at Tao You, then back at the man with the exaggerated gestures, nodding silently to show he hadn't misheard.