Volume 1, Chapter 34: Working under Miss Shi, one can learn a great deal.

“In the restaurant business, the service must never be subpar. The moment a guest steps through the door, your words, actions, and hospitality are crucial—they directly shape the dining experience.”

Qi Chu had dealt with Chen Guanhu without killing him, but the wounds he inflicted were horrifyingly deep. Left untreated, the bleeding alone could be fatal. Clutching the blood-stained screwdriver, he stood silently behind Leng Yu.

Although the Nascent Soul Immortal was said to be immortal and eternal, a title that sounded carefree and enviable, it was not without its burdens.

Even though a trace of resentment lingered in his heart, Lin Yuming dared not reason with Liu Mei. He simply wished the two would never meet again, gradually forgetting each other, so he would no longer have to pretend to be Liu Mei’s boyfriend to deceive her parents.

Ghost Hand returned to the ward, briefing the others to keep watch and assist the hospital in doing everything possible to save Xiao Bohan. He told them he and Iron Hand had some urgent matters to attend to.

At the outset, everything went remarkably smoothly—they had hunted down five targets in just one day.

“He is my teacher, the best I ever had during my school days. Without his guidance, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Do you think I can just stand aside?” Li Xiang glared at her as he spoke.

Lin Ruofeng had no doubt that once he obtained the stone tablet, he would instantly become the target of everyone’s assault.

Within a ten-mile radius of Niujia Village, the land had become a pure sanctuary. Many people’s chronic ailments were completely healed under the divine light’s radiant touch.

Before him stood the assassin, motionless in the void. When the heavenly tribulation struck, its lightning was absorbed by his body, a testament to his terrifying power.

Tang Qiqi glanced around but found no familiar figure. Instead, she saw Old Liu, bewildered, step forward promptly to restore order.

Though uncertain of the reason, since the opponent ceased hostilities, Coulson calmly chose to delay as much as possible. The situation was already reported to headquarters; reinforcements would arrive soon.

Ding Zhong and Yang Zhong led over a dozen generals, standing firm against the biting wind and snow, silently awaiting orders.

“Your servant obeys the Empress’s command and will act immediately!” With that, he stretched out his hand, grasped the exquisite jeweled pagoda on the ground, and turned to leave.

Closer to the edge of Snow Emperor Mountain, fewer and fewer beings dared approach the hundred cavalry. Naturally, very few recognized this group.

Every ancient relic, whether opening the stone gate to the next chamber or activating hidden traps, was guarded by a sophisticated identity verification system.

Shi Chan glanced at Xiahou Chun, whose gentle eyes and embroidered robe exuded an indescribable charm and heroic grace. In his heart, he cursed the scoundrel and sighed at the world's injustice.

At that moment, the rotation of stars and cosmos seemed to pause; the scene stuttered, and a silent, dark force erupted explosively—this was the true power of the Silent Palm of Doom.

A Luan heard his arrogant words and, with a teasing tone, initially smiled warmly but quickly suppressed her joy, pursed her crimson lips, and her face grew cold.

Upon hearing the old man mention his red scarf, Zhang Ruyun suddenly snapped awake, frantically searching his body only to find the red silk gone. Not knowing the old man’s true intentions, he broke into a cold sweat.

The monstrous voice echoed from behind the blood cloud. Yuan Tianji’s expression remained unchanged, but the killing intent in his eyes deepened.

Yun Rou remained deeply vigilant but maintained a calm and composed smile, simply watching him with quiet amusement.

Hongjun was sealed by the Maha Fingerprint, unable to move, enduring wave after wave of terrifying aftershocks. His true form was shattered, looking utterly miserable. Yet at this moment, the Great Yan Holy Dragon could no longer care about Hongjun, for Hou Tu, empowered by the Primal Chaos Heavenly Dao and the Universal Way, was a formidable opponent not to be taken lightly.