Volume 1, Chapter 56: Thank You for the Relief, President Pei

Ever since taking his seat an hour and a half ago, Pei Yanchuan had barely touched any food, drinking glass after glass of alcohol instead.

Han Ting had come upstairs alongside Pei Yanchuan.

None of them had noticed Wen Yang in the elevator; apart from Pei Yanchuan, only one other person had seen her.

Dongfang Xiao gave an awkward smile. Although that was indeed what he was thinking in his heart, he would certainly never voice it out loud.

He Chuan, standing nearby, furrowed his brows deeply. The person who could say such words to him had not appeared at all.

"Thank you for the old gentleman's praise." Baer smiled, though instead of leaving immediately, he began to examining other mineral ores.

"I... I still have to go look for the Domain Master Token." Qing Ling paused slightly for a moment before saying with firm determination. No matter what unexpected events occurred, this was the task entrusted by her master, and it had to be accomplished by any means necessary.

Old Steward Sun Lei acknowledged the command and hurriedly made arrangements. Zhuge Yuanhong also retreated into the seclusion chamber to begin closed-door cultivation, striving to break through the final layer as soon as possible.

Faced with Bu Fan's perfectly logical and sufficient reason, Ying Min naturally did not decline. With the memory crystal handed over to Ying Min, the next thing Bu Fan had to do was wait. Bu Fan had tampered slightly with the memory crystal; even if Ying Min used it in secret, Bu Fan would detect it at the very first moment.

Unawares and imperceptibly between the two of them, something profound and mysterious known as affection began to ferment. Yet neither of them noticed that a pair of watery, bright eyes was taking in every single detail of this scene without missing a thing, the corners of the lips curving into a mischievous, knowing smile.

Of course, Lin Yan's two million gold coins were already enough to sustain them for quite some time, a fact that brought Lin Yan a great deal of comfort. Moreover, Kid had also sent back good news: he had already raised a considerable amount of funds. He believed that as long as Kid returned smoothly, the construction of Black Rock City could be successfully completed.

Putting aside the ninth son Gai Gaoming for the moment, the cultivation of the eighth son Gai Gaojie was merely at the fourth stage, seventh tier of the physical body, and his raw physical strength fell vastly short of Chu Chen's.

Looking across the entire Sacred Academy, there were definitely no more than three such beings, and the masters of those three were each earth-shattering figures.

"Stay for a day and excavate freely." This was Dugu Lanruo's invisible reward to all her accompanying entourage.

Liu Wanxuan was as despairing as a dying person; yet Li Yan's heart was as steadfast as a rock, as though her grief and her tears had not the slightest connection to him. Even the moment her fingertips were about to brush the hem of his robe, the look with which he decisively flicked his sleeve and stepped aside was utterly cold and resolute.

She touched her neck with her fingers. If it weren't for the fact that she could not expose the fact that she knew martial arts in this place, she would never have chosen to swallow her pride and keep quiet. Was the phrase "I am easy to bully" really written across Leng Xianning's face?

Originally, his impression of Fang Cheng was limited to labels such as being young, a state-level deity, and the greatest martial arts genius in Earth's history.

"Understood." Lin Hai responded. The emperor's worries were not without reason; there were many people within the palace and the imperial court eyeing them like tigers eyeing their prey, and the Fourth Prince's current journey would undoubtedly be fraught with danger.

"Hmph, do you even have any sincerity in apologizing to me? If you do, I hope you won't use that to question me back!" Xia Nancheng seemed somewhat annoyed, a trace of impatience coloring his tone.

She had already slept for three days, yet showed not the slightest sign of waking up. He could not help but wonder if she would just keep sleeping like this forever.

"Ninger, where are you planning to go?" Leng Shaoyun looked at Leng Xianning gently and asked in a soft voice.

In truth, he had never told Su Xia that regardless of whether the dishes she cooked tasted good or not, as long as they were made by her own hands, he would love them.

If she had been infected with the concentric heart-worm from the very beginning, yet she and Su Jinyan were not in love, then even with the worm poison, it would never have had a chance to flare up.