Chapter Fifty-One: Half-Baked

"Shang Ruo... Brother Shang?"
"It seems you only remembered my face but forgot my name." The familiar face smiled at Wan Qiyue and tapped her head gently with a folding fan.
Wan Qiyue awkwardly scratched her head. "Ah, long time no see, long time no see."
"I'm truly heartbroken," Shang Ruo said, but his words were cut short by a glare from Dong Nanfei.
"My lord?" Wan Qiyue asked in confusion.
Shang Ruo
Those beggars wore tattered clothes, their bodies and faces filthy, and they emitted a foul stench that made one feel nauseated.
A simple meal of three dishes and one soup, all favorites of Gu Jingfeng, was already considered top-notch in the military. Ni Chang carefully served a bowl of soup and set it aside to cool, while Gu Jingfeng stood behind her, nervously running his fingers along the edge of his garment, meticulously feeling the stitches, then falling silent.
Unfortunately, Su Che was not here; whether he was alive or dead was unknown. He would miss the show.
After completing this contract spirit talisman, once the other party accepted it, the talisman would enter their sea of consciousness and form a contract.
He had spent four days and three nights in the Celestial Realm, and the same amount of time had passed in the Immortal Domain. Others from the immortal sect had been closely monitoring Ning Lang’s situation.
The most outrageous thing was that after killing two people, the man instantly turned to the camera. He did not smash it but moved close and raised his middle finger.
"You! I’m not going to waste my time telling you this nonsense. Why are you looking for me?" Lu Zhi, knowing that no matter what he said, Wen Ci would interrupt, gave up arguing with her. After dressing, he sat by the table, poured a glass of water, and asked.
After waking up, Lu Zhi went to find Wen Ci. He knocked twice on her door with no answer. Panicked, he opened the door and found the room empty. Thinking something was wrong, he hurriedly rushed out to search.
But she still said nothing, only smiled and hiccupped. Others might blurt nonsense or speak truths when drunk; Wen Ci was silent after drinking.
No wonder this man could say such things. Shen Qingwu, upon waking, still had to listen to his nagging. Ridiculous. Just thinking of Haitang’s pretentious and affected look made her feel sick.
"Senior, what you said is out of place. We truly came to detoxify," Tie Xiangxue said urgently.
The Tiantian Group also invested in domestic enterprises. Otherwise, why would Tiantian Investment withdraw 10 billion RMB from Tiantian Group every year? It was all for investment.
Jiangdong has always been a land of plenty, with wealthy commoners and infrastructure in various states and regions superior to many places. It is one of the rare prosperous regions where each state surpasses the Central Plains’ average economic level.
When the cunning creature was the first to emerge from the passage, it swiftly leapt to the giant high branch wooden stake in the rockery. With its sleek, agile body adept at climbing, it gained a commanding position atop the branch.
Moreover, Po Lie could see a deep calculating intent hidden within the abyssal eyes of his master, the Divine Slayer Yun Tian.
As expected of Meng Hun, casually employing emotional control techniques, using Ming Chen’s faction to provoke her into fully supporting Meng Hun’s impulsive actions. Fortunately, she was no ordinary person and would not lose her mind so easily.
Upon hearing the sweet and clear voice of the demon doctor with a probing question, Xie Jiatu’s eyes softened.
After the last words from the man on the phone, the call disconnected. Qiu Yu, still stirred by the voice, forgot to speak. Just as he was about to ask “who,” the call ended.
Huang Gaolin chuckled lightly. His beard stirred as if blown by wind, and a star god floated behind his chest-long beard.
To rebel, one needs soldiers. Since ancient times, the strong and mighty have been kings. Wanderers might seize a city or a fortress, but could never achieve great things.