Volume 1, Chapter 161: Let’s See If You Can Still Be So Arrogant!!

Song Zhongji asked with great bewilderment, "Xiao Hui, what has come over you?"

"I think he's still half-asleep!"

"He doesn't even hear you when you speak to him. So polite!" Song Hongyan remarked with a hint of sarcasm.

This only made Hua Chenhui feel even more awkward, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry, I was just a bit absent-minded!"

"And... Sister Hongyan, I truly had no idea you were the Uncle's daughter!"

"My deepest apologies." Having finally regained his composure, Hua Chenhui hurriedly apologized.

What a joke!

The daughter of the Song family.

The thought that he had just tried to drive her away made his heart crumble.

Wasn't this like showing off one's axe before a master carpenter?

"Don't apologize..."

"She..." Xuanyin didn't know either. After Qiu Ziliu took Qingrang away that day, she didn't dare tell Zichen the truth, saying only that they had gotten separated. Unexpectedly, Zichen didn't press for more details, as if someone insignificant had simply gone missing, and the group resumed their journey the next day.

A simple-looking man with his hands tucked into his sleeves walked in from the courtyard gate, bowing his head to show respect to Yan Xiuluo. He then looked up, his gaze passing over the only cold hue amidst the desolate void, and fixed it directly on the shifting layer of soil.

In Qingrang's room, there were no traces of a struggle. Jin Niang was still trembling, and Ling'er's body lay on the floor, a single wound on her neck, one strike to the throat.

"Brother Jiang Yue, please don't ignore me. If you ignore me, I will be very sad." Yan Shanshan followed Jiang Yue into his bedroom.

"Brother Jiang Yue, you're overthinking it. I've already graduated from university; I should come out and find something to do to challenge myself." Yan Xiaoxiao hurried to explain.

The man wanted to continue, but a sharp, piercing gaze from Jin Guangyan swept over him, and he sat back down sheepishly.

Guan Jingtian touched the jade pendant Ruoxin had given him, which he wore close to his body, feeling a surge of courage. He tucked the hem of his long robe into his belt, stretched his arms, and walked to the tree, grabbing the thick vines on the trunk to begin his climb.

With a light chuckle following An Xiaoxiao's words, Gu Chen leaned in slightly. His cool fingertips brushed against her cheek, which had flushed pink with shyness, and following the direction of her gaze, he forced his own enchantingly handsome face into her field of vision.

Lin Tianyao was very puzzled. He thought to himself that he had seen many bees in his life, but he had truly never heard of bees with patterns on them.

After the closing ceremony, Ting Shu had already anticipated that this event would be crazily reported on the internet and in magazines, but he was mentally prepared. If he had previously been a public figure with only average influence, this time, his fame would likely skyrocket.

Under these circumstances, the top executives of major companies naturally took notice of Wang Naijie, who had taken on the roles of director, screenwriter, and lead actor all at once.

Having heard the system's detailed introduction, Du Kai was even less afraid of these Night Demons, which lacked significant offensive capability. As long as he did not suffer from mental exhaustion or distraction, the Night Demons could do nothing to him.

Shen Qinghong swallowed three full-pattern Phoenix Blood Pills in succession. Even with his firm will, the powerful medicinal force of the three pills still caused his face to twist in agony.

In exchange, Ting Shu received a share of special potions for three Pokémon, and the other party personally designed a diet for the three Pokémon Ting Shu had selected.

Seeing Joy Ling approach, Ting Shu stepped aside. Joy Ling then picked up the Oddish to observe its condition.

"Thank you, Father, for your support." Yan Wang nodded, patted his mother's hand gently to give her a reassuring look, gestured toward Li Wanrou, and stood up to leave.

Magic wands are the same for wizards; some wizards, once they lose the aid of their wands, find it difficult to cast magic alone, even the most basic spells. Thus, the importance of a wand to a wizard is self-evident.

In just a few sentences, not only were the terms put forward, but both sides had also engaged in a sharp, back-and-forth verbal sparring match.

Don't be fooled by Wu Qi's current persona as a veteran of the entertainment industry and a variety show regular; in his youth, he had been obsessed with rock and roll for a time and had even formed a band with others.

Watching the three robbers being obediently loaded into the police car, Heizi thought for a moment before finding a quiet corner to make a call to his immediate superior, Mii Konori from the 177th Branch of the Judgment Discipline Committee.

At the mention of the Wuyuan Organization, the smile on Li Peixia's face gradually turned serious, and the deep, flushed red on Situ Yaru's face slowly returned to normal. She had learned about the Wuyuan Organization's plan to attack the country through Xue Yuqiong, and she had been wanting to ask Chu Haoran about it, but had never found the time.

Of course, this USB drive could not be given directly to Gao Haotian. If he found out, he certainly wouldn't accept the data and would likely blame her instead, only complicating matters.

Preventing the spiritual consciousness of Ao Wuming and his companion from clashing, Mu Xifeng gripped their hands, channeling his power of deduction into their bodies, allowing them to see the entire situation clearly for a short time.

"Mother must be hiding something in her heart, she must be!" Lenoir sat blankly in Aslan's room, not feeling the joy Aslan had imagined.

"Cough, cough..." Coughing, the fallen youth endured the pain and climbed back up tenaciously, re-projecting a pair of identical twin blades.

"Demon King Armor!" Youming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a massive amount of demonic energy surged from his body, forming a jet-black armor that encased him completely. This armor functioned similarly to Mu Xifeng's "Descent of the Demon King," both capable of stimulating one's potential and allowing the user to unleash their maximum power for a short time.

With a 'sizzle,' Zhao Cheng held the fish head and placed the fish into the oil pan. He fried it for only about a minute before removing it, placing it on a plate, unwrapping the towel from the fish head, and quickly pouring the prepared sweet and sour sauce over it, finishing with a sprinkle of coriander leaves.

Five years. The wound he thought had long since healed was torn open again, bleeding, the moment the plane touched down.

The shy boy with the surname Aizawa flipped through the notebook at his side and replied; it seemed that was where the accounts and prize expenditures were recorded.

Ding Guibao also knew that Yao Ling was still angry with him and hadn't bothered to pay him any attention for the past few days. He didn't really care, and besides, he had no appetite. So, after waking up and washing up simply, he pushed his bicycle out the door to wander the streets again.