Chapter 23

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Do you not realize that public discourse could put me in an embarrassing position at any moment? Speaking so recklessly is truly exasperating; I have to clean up the mess left by your words and actions, and I am truly at a loss for words with you.
When I left the company, the light in the CEO's office was still on. I sat down beside Wen Xuyan and fastened my seatbelt.
When I am a bit older and able to travel far, they will plan a trip to see the magnificent landscapes of China.
His combat strength, compared to Xiahou Hanhai, is no longer equivalent to fifty percent, but rather around eighty percent.
However, life did not grant them peace. Liu Yan's father reappeared, and due to massive gambling debts, he actually considered selling their house to pay them off. Jiang Kai and Liu Yan firmly opposed this, so he threatened to sue them.
Although treated by imperial physicians, Qin Tianming’s condition was far from optimistic. By midnight, he was in so much pain that he fell into a coma and became unconscious.
Although Qin Tianming knew it wasn't right, he was, after all, an ordinary person, not a saint. Once he achieved success, he naturally wanted to show off a little.
Qin Tianming understood that to conquer these unruly officers in Qiandong County, he had to take some tough measures; otherwise, they would never submit.
"I came to see you off," Di Lengzhao said, feeling ashamed. If she were angry, he would accept it.
"My apologies, miss, it was my recklessness." What he did not know was that the thin veil of the hat not only blocked his vision but also hid Ye Zhiqing's emotions.
"No, she’s just in a bad mood and doesn't want to see me." Yin Junjun always maintained a weak, pitiful appearance.
Ming Jiang hung up the phone and immediately arranged the flight. He let out a long sigh; the commander had truly fallen hard this time. He never expected that Gu Qingkong could torment the commander to such an extent.
Mu Han nodded with great certainty. She knew that everything the Heaven-Origin Creation Technique revealed to her could not be wrong.
Thus, in the carriage, Di Lengzhao held Fu Jiujiu tightly, fearing that if he were careless for even a moment, she might slip from his arms.

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After searching for three or four days, they finally found two companions. As for the other four, two were discovered, but they had become like withered wood, clearly having had their essence drained by those strange creatures.
"Alright!" Lu Shiqi said. "At the time, she was crying, saying she was terrified. She saw the car hit you with her own eyes and screamed, but it was already too late."
Fu Jiujiu suddenly remembered his health. Even though he was this frail, he still had the heart to do such beastly things to her. Seeing that he seemed to have no regard for his life, she stopped.
It was then that Cang Li noticed that for some reason, Leng Meishan's back had become red and swollen.
The only response she received was the sound of the heavy, thick door closing. Sitting back down, Li Qingya closed her eyes in pain; even though Chen Feng had already left, she could not relax her surging Nascent Soul.
At that moment, on the screen, Qin Feng saw Ye Tian, who had been motionless, pull out a smoke grenade and drop it at his feet. As the smoke billowed, Ye Tian’s figure had already vanished.
There is a limited number of people needed for work positions. Since he was replaced, he naturally had to leave or be assigned other tasks.
"Fine, I’ll keep taking pictures." I hung up the phone and took over a dozen photos of the animal skin from various angles, sending them all to Shen Jiuqing until she sent back a voice message.
After all, Ye Qinghuan was the only apple of the Cloud King’s eye. If Ding Wan wanted to enter the Regent’s Mansion, she had to win over Ye Qinghuan, didn’t she?
When it was time for dinner, Lian Mian walked out of the room as if triggered by an alarm clock.
He hadn't brought anything with him; this trip was just to test the waters, and he would deal with future matters later.
Given how long Mo Qi had survived in this world and the enemies he had hunted, even if all the people and beasts were added together, they would still have eaten more than those two old fossils. Did those two old wastes really think they could fight him?
"Wu, Wu Yifan," I said weakly. It wasn't that I wanted to act pathetic, but I truly couldn't muster a loud voice. My consciousness was still linked to Yan Mobai, but my entire body was limp and powerless, leaving me at the mercy of others.
The number of disciples fighting in the surroundings increased, and through the thick fog, one could faintly smell the blood of two disciples entangled nearby.

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That was indeed correct; Gu Siyao nodded as well, acknowledging that Ruan Feiyang’s words were perfectly sound.
And from this point on, if there were any further obstructions, such things must absolutely not be allowed to happen again.
There was no help for it. Although Su Wei enjoyed cooking, asking a lazy dog like him to wake up early every morning to go buy groceries was truly asking too much.
If they attacked directly with cannons, the shells might be controlled by the Black Steel from a distance, but with bullets distracting the Black Steel’s focus, the shells could get as close as possible.
Yet, in private, he was shockingly brazen—scolding the Emperor on a shadow wall and using family heirlooms to trick his own descendants. These actions were completely at odds with his image as a great Confucian scholar. But inexplicably, Tang Jin could understand the reason behind why he acted this way.
Different from last time, after surviving a duel against seventeen gladiators, Zhang Yu’s aura had changed, and he was filled with a bloodthirsty scent.
If not for Long Feitian’s ambition, the current situation would not have become so dire.
What made Zhang Yu curious was that, apart from the guard at the gate, the office area was completely empty, yet the living area had dedicated service staff.
The sheep were tall and large, with thick coats and a calm demeanor. A peculiar hexagonal bell hung around their necks.
Tangyuan squatted down, gently wiped the bloodstains with her fingers, and held them to her nose. The scent did not quite seem human.
Just as this Brother Chen with the earring finished speaking, another shorter young man beside him chimed in.
Perhaps the heavens heard Tuan Tuan and the others' prayers; after the meal, the sky cleared, and by the next day, only a thin layer of snow remained on the road.