Volume 1, Chapter 51: Bullying

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Early the next morning, Yanyu was summoned by the agents of the Imperial City Bureau and waited quietly in the corridor between the front hall and the back courtyard of the Chunhua Restaurant.

Positions like kitchen assistants, food runners, or dishwashers made little actual difference regardless of who filled them. Why not hire people who would obey one's own commands? The manager had already made up his mind about such matters.

For a brief moment of distraction, Bai Bing covertly channeled her magic, her long water-blue hair swaying and wrapping around Xiangye's fruit knife like a deft hand.

Su Yinzheng held Qiao Song's hand. "Dad, please don't put Songsong in such a difficult position. Both sides are her family. No matter which side you force her to favor, she will never feel at ease. Mom, when my brother was framed, that was your reaction. Please also consider Mingyue—how much more suffering has she endured compared to my brother?"

Bai Xue understood that over the years, she had merely been a dream in Shui Qianmei's heart—a dream Shui Qianmei herself had woven. Yet, when this dream suddenly came true one day, she would discover that everything had already changed.

The closest companions of every generation of sword masters would shed every drop of their blood. Could A-yao still continue to follow by Bai Xue's side?

At 11:00 AM, Xia Haoran arrived at the Starbucks on the second floor right on time and met with Chen Zhongjie there.

Although he did not know how Chen Zhongjie had found out that he was staying with Lu Yuguo, since he was the one asking for a favor, he had to look the part. Wang Haoming sat securely on his Diaoyutai fishing platform; he certainly was not going to initiate the greeting.

Originally, Xia Haoran had wanted to eliminate them stealthily, but on second thought, he decided it was better to inform the authorities over there. After all, too many people were involved in this matter, and giving a heads-up beforehand was the prudent choice.

Even though he accepted employment from Chen Ji, Chen Yongxian's law firm would continue its operations, as he was selling only his own services rather than the entire firm.

Then she opened the door, rushed into Erina's bedroom, and without even taking off her clothes, dove straight onto Erina's fragrant bed.

To make Xiao Gu halt his attacks now, he had to be made to realize that avenging Xiao Ding's death at the cost of sacrificing the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers of the Tian Gu Kingdom was simply not worth it.

Raizou coming up to open up the situation, followed by真田俊平 (Sanada Shunpei) coming in for relief pitching—this was virtually the standard comeback routine for Yakushi High School whenever they found themselves in a stalemate or a disadvantageous position.

After all, it was the weekend. Although there were tasks at the school, things were much more relaxed than usual, and leaving work a little early was something no one would mind.

In just the blink of an eye, the four venerable ancestors—Diao, Jin, Ye, and Wei—had more than half of their bodies sinking into the turning wheel; only the venerable ancestor of the Shi family was in a slightly better condition, with only his legs trapped within.

It was a situation that left one not knowing whether to laugh or cry, deepening one's despondency: "What has happened to people's hearts in this world today?"

Her black-silk-clad jade feet rested casually upon Ji Kong's lap, striking a pose that declared she would not lower them unless he massaged her.

Watt's greatest improvement to the Newcomen steam engine was the condenser. With the condenser, the cylinder body no longer needed to be repeatedly heated and cooled.

Today's Kujino Maki wore a red kimono, embroidered with intricate and classical patterns. A purple sash, symbolizing nobility, was tied around her waist, accentuating her slender figure. At the collar was white mink fur, making her look elegant and magnificent.

Lin Kongkong let out a soft "Puff!" of laughter. Seeing how extraordinarily patient he looked today, her heart softened, and she obediently picked up a segment of orange to nibble on.

Rather than letting Prince Asaka Yasuhiko and Princess Hoshiako fall into Guan Jinpi's hands to be humiliated, it was better to strike first and pull the firewood from under the cauldron, nipping Prince Asaka Yasuhiko's arrogant and lawless nature in the bud.

Gu Anxing shook her head. At this moment, she could finally truly understand what it meant to wait with eager anticipation.

Before the words had even faded, the onlookers in the street quickly scattered, revealing the hundreds of brothers standing behind Zhao Tiezhu. Terrified, the big man hurriedly retreated back into the house.

Yet now, such undeniable evidence was laid right before her eyes. Wu Yuhan felt as though she had been struck by lightning, her face turning ashen white.

Seeing Su Jinxi put it this way, Madam Bi knew that Su Jinxi had already figured out a solution regarding the tripod, so she did not ask further. She took her leave of Su Jinxi and departed the You King's Manor.

In truth, deep within Ye Youyao's heart, nothing had actually happened between him and Su Jinxi; it was just that some matters were difficult for him to explain to her.

This was the first time Lin Kongkong faced his feelings for her head-on. Previously, she had always acted as an evader.

"Slow down," Su Ranran said feebly, though she was no longer curious about this phenomenon.

However, dealing with such external injuries was something Su Jinxi had never done before, nor was it her specialty.

Every beginning is hard. Now that she had already dismantled the glass of the lifeboat, Chen Le naturally had no intention of stopping.

"First..." The eldest apprentice brother wanted to ask a few more questions, but unexpectedly, Sword Thirteen transformed into a streak of white light and soared straight up into the sky, subsequently vanishing into the clouds without a trace.

For instance, the editing rights that directors desperately desired were certainly out of the question under such circumstances.

No matter how irritated he was, Ma Hang knew that this was not the time to bicker with Ye Xian. Still, he clearly did not think that constant grumbling had any negative impact. Any other driver would have long been driven to distraction by him.