Volume 1, Chapter 35: Flipping the Table

The moment she caught Xi Mu-han’s gaze, Yu Qi-qi suddenly turned her head away, breaking eye contact.

3:17 PM. In the tropics, the sunlight is as searing as the peak of summer all year round. Looking at Yuan Sui, who wore sunglasses atop her head and was dressed in a T-shirt and miniskirt—looking more like a tourist than the tourists themselves—Ling Su-cheng frowned slightly and said earnestly, "I feel like deliberately changing into this outfit might be meaningless." It still looked like it would be difficult to move around in.

Su Yang had already specifically requested the Pearl Center, but then the Fan Group suddenly appeared, so Han Zong-ze could not shirk his responsibility in this matter.

After a while, another set of footsteps faded away, and the hallway outside returned to silence, save for the muffled, dying sounds of eating and drinking from further away.

Gan Yao watched as Luo Zi-yang drew a dagger and waved it in front of Ling Su-cheng’s bloodless face, as if verifying whether it was a real face.

Zeng Shi-an suppressed the excitement in his heart, took the primary gene-strengthening serum with trembling hands, and looked at Zhang Jia-yue with great anticipation. Zhang Jia-yue did not tease him; instead, she explained directly how to absorb the serum.

When Zhang Bo reached this point, the corporate representatives in the conference room all let out a sigh.

The engineering student had imagined it perfectly, and both the behind-the-scenes planning and the setup were flawless, but when it came to the actual performance, the moment he saw her face, his mind went completely blank.

The crisis of the two sparrows was temporarily resolved. Luo Jiu-tian released a swarm of bees, tasking them with pollination. Without the bees, human labor could also complete the work.

Finally, when the host on the television mentioned New Year’s red envelopes, Xia Han-qing gave a few fake coughs.

By the time Han Ning’s reputation was in ruins, those who were at odds with the Han family, those who envied Han Dun’s success, and those who had been suppressed by the Han family all chose this moment to emerge.

"In that case, why don't you all first discuss which area of resources you currently need the most," Le Xiang said.

At the border between Qinghai and Tibet, I encountered an evil spirit leader known as the Pale Wolf. If I were to make an enemy of it, I feared my soul would be scattered to the winds here. There was no need to antagonize a malicious ghost, especially since I am not a true ghost messenger.

Ming Xing-xia frowned, feeling a sense of unease. She remembered that Le Xiang’s appetite had been off for the past two days; just two days ago, she had complained that the fish soup was not fresh and tasted fishy, yet when she asked the chef, he insisted the fish had been freshly killed and there was no issue with freshness.

He tiptoed behind Xuan Gui, stretched out his arms, and wrapped them around her waist. Caught off guard, Xuan Gui screamed in fright. The thin man stood to the side, laughing heartily.

After dressing and washing, Jiang Xu took Ping Qian to Ye Hu-ju’s Mingse Pavilion, where Ye Xi-yao was also present.

Thus, Tao Tao took her to a high-end restaurant on the third floor of the Saigao district, specifically to a pizza parlor.

In the endless light and purity, she closed her eyes, entering a state of long-lasting serenity and stillness with him.

The head chef had worked in the Mandarin Duck Palace for many years and had long since run out of new ideas. Seeing a fish spirit suddenly arrive to offer her culinary skills, he was happy to shirk his duties for once and joyfully handed over the head chef position to her.

He told himself inwardly that since he had been intimate with Cui Fei, and since she might be pregnant, how could he abandon her and choose Rao Di instead?

The moment Li Han-xuan spotted it, the thousand-legged centipede also sensed his arrival and turned its head toward his direction.

The Daoist immediately felt that something was wrong. His figure, which had been diving down like a hawk, stopped abruptly in mid-air, then recoiled backward like a bolt of lightning.

Sensing the scorching power within the Flame Sun Bead, Chen Jin nodded, tossed the exotic beast in his hand to the other party, and tucked the bead into his robe.

This was the first time Ma Long had watched a circus performance from beginning to end, especially seeing A-Hao’s control over the beasts.

Old Ma walked in. Usually, he treated Hei-zi like a son, and this dog represented half of Ma Long’s own feelings as well.

"Actually, I do have a way, I just don't know if you are willing," Yun Hao said suddenly.

After everyone arrived at the conference room, Yun Hao took the main seat quite naturally, while Liu Meng-qi and the others took their seats on either side.

The metabolic waste generated within the body was gradually excreted through the skin; it was a layer of black, sludge-like substance oozing out.

I temporarily suppressed the anger in my heart, thinking that once they dispersed, I would kidnap that Ling Shuang and use her to find the White Lotus Mother.

Jil-nas clearly possessed a wealth of knowledge. With his assistance, Bai Gang had gained an understanding of the basic abilities of the elves, and would no longer make the mistake of thinking he was well-hidden, only to realize he had been discovered long ago, as had happened when he was captured.

Listening to Xuan Shuang’s words, Luo Yu looked around. Since he could not use his spiritual sense, all he could do was look with his eyes. However, after scanning the surroundings carefully, he still found no trace of any spiritual herbs.

If he could meet other array masters and exchange knowledge with them, Li An believed his own mastery of arrays would improve significantly.

Although the old man was unremarkable in appearance, he was quite vigilant. Would he just open the door because someone asked? He didn't know who they were, nor did he care which bureau they claimed to be from.

"Do you still want to continue?" Yang Xing said coldly. Then, vital energy gathered on his palms, and the massive Golden Crow behind him, resembling a sun in the sky, grew even more incandescent. His sword-like eyebrows remained motionless, as if he lacked any emotion, yet what was faintly revealed within was an ambition to conquer the world.

After everyone was seated, Wang Fang diligently poured white liquor from a porcelain bottle for her brother, wine for me and Liu Qing, and peanut milk for herself.

I used the lit incense to ignite the firecrackers. A deafening, crackling sound made me rush to throw the firecrackers at the doorway, cover my ears, and jump aside. A cloud of choking smoke suddenly made it impossible for me to see my mother and Yue Hong.