Chapter 57

Initially, Xiao He had no intention of doing anything severe to Supervisor Yu; he simply planned to have Manager Chen handle the matter later.

Pei Fanxian spoke with passionate fervor and earnest persuasion. Under his continuous output, Li Xian gradually calmed down.

Giving him no room for even the slightest thought, he immediately swung his giant scythe once again, meeting and blocking the attacks of the dozen or so black-robed figures closing in from ahead.

"Master, the young master has been snatched away by them! What should we do now?" The steward walked up trembling, terrified that the master might vent his anger on him after letting the young master get captured.

On her way to work, Deng Zi looked at her with gazes full of various emotions, including those who were just there to watch the spectacle.

Seeing that they seemed stubbornly unreasonable, Xiao He intended to contact Chen Jian and have the legal counsel of Prosperous Era come over.

The man struggled in terror, trying to break free, but it was completely useless; the man's strength was terrifyingly great.

"I just feel that you two are getting married a bit too early, so I want to wait a while," Ruoyun explained as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Lacking money, she had no choice but to drag it out. Mo Han thought that if Su Huan refused, she would have to come up with another excuse to stall. Racking her brains for a solution, she kept exchanging looks with her generals, but at this moment, those generals only looked at their noses, kept their eyes lowered, and remained completely motionless.

The Divine Temple was the most powerful superpower in the West, with roots that had run deep for countless years. So what if they made enemies with the Dragon Clan or the Golden Elephant Clan?

Yet they never expected that the Holy Lord, for reasons unknown, not only failed to punish Gu Zhaoxi, but instead severely scolded Lin Shu.

Lin Feng coughed violently several times, his face turning cyan at a speed visible to the naked eye, before collapsing onto the ground.

Everyone on the crew knew that Song Tian was just looking for trouble out of nothing. A few people who couldn't bear to watch wanted to speak up, but they were all stopped by Gu Mo, who said that rather than wasting time on that, they might as well focus on doing their own jobs well.

After discussing the matter briefly, the few of them decided to go look for Nayun Mu, passing straight through the downtown area and heading straight ahead.

On the high platform, the priest still stood with a calm expression, as if everything happening below had nothing to do with him at all.

Sure enough, the moment Lou Xingchen appeared, all the glamorous beauties of the Changle Palace were completely overshadowed. With just a faint smile, Lou Xingchen captured the gazes of all the men present.

The memories she had lost, all the discrepancies that refused to align, and the emotions that constantly troubled her with a sense of unfamiliarity.

She collapsed limply into Jun Qing's arms, her entire face as pale as paper, with only her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Shen Nianyi did not want to fall behind and closely followed after him. Sure enough, after turning the corner, although the flagstone path wound forward, there were no other anomalies.

Seeing Chen Fei staring intently at Lin Chuan, Gaoyang felt somewhat displeased for reasons unknown.

Since Li Ji took the matter so lightly, it was probably because he had done many similar things himself and had simply grown accustomed to caring no longer.

Having located the spot, Xia Zheng felt a surge of excitement. As long as he launched an all-out attack on this exact location next, he would be able to tear apart the entire formation and escape from it.

A single sentence from Xu Fan finally allowed the group's hearts to settle, yet his very next sentence made their hearts leap back into their throats once more.

Compared to the pair before them, they always felt as though something was still lacking—a tiny gap, yet vast as thousands of mountains and rivers.

Go to hell: "Brother Jinzhong, can you really handle wielding those?" Lin Xingchen found it hard to believe. That pair of bright silver dragon-engraved hammers weighed no less than twenty-four hundred catties. For goodness' sake, don't end up collapsing the hospital!

"Actually, the mission has only just begun, right?" Chu Yang suddenly blurted out, leaving Chen Guo utterly stunned.

Where on earth did Ye Ziyang get so many sheets of A4 printer paper? What the hell... with this guy's wild scribbling, how many bizarrely shaped spell talismans had he actually drawn?

Amidst the hum of discussion among the crowd, the figure of Elder Jiusha also appeared right on time outside the Affairs Hall.

The moment he made his move, he had already channeled a certain divine ability. As his battle spear thrust forward, it carried an effect of compressed space.

With that, Lord Li strode down the city wall without looking back, though it remained unknown what business he went off to attend to.

Up in the sky, the tribulation clouds grew completely violent, as if Chen Xiao's actions had severely provoked the heavenly tribulation, making the tribulation even more ferocious at this moment.

After sitting there for quite a while, Quentin simply kicked over a large solid wood table and chair set, sending it flying violently.

The two of them devoured their meal like a whirlwind, and Yun Xiu patted her chest in satisfaction as she let out a burp. An elderly woman brought over a bowl of prenatal tonic, urging her to drink it while it was hot.

Never before had Ye Cang spoken to Ye Yu in such a manner. Startled by the sudden roar, Ye Yu was taken aback. Yet he knew that his father's out-of-character behavior meant this matter must be extraordinary. Therefore, after being roared at by his father Ye Cang, he hurriedly took out the feathered talisman from his embrace and sent a message to the Ghost King of the Night Wolves far away in Yundu.

She walked a full circle, carefully examining everyone present, and ultimately discovered that aside from Xiao Ling, who still retained a faint trace of life, the others were far too heavily injured to be saved.

Afterward, the man holding the money given by Ning Shuang watched her leave, grabbed the sack, and started running, with the clumsy man chasing closely behind.

Just as Yunhe's voice faded, a giant eagle let out a sharp cry high in the sky and then swooped down. Accompanied by the landing of the giant eagle, an elderly man and a young man stepped down, both smiling.

Regarding the messy affairs between the Li and Ling families, the entire Beijing social circle was well aware of it. Yun Zhiwen could easily find out with a little inquiry; every single word of suppression from Official Li was simply because he could not bear the thought of the Yun family taking their place.

For many people, this was probably just a news item. But for the two students whose families were part of the telecommunications system, they could distinctly feel the impact.

Qin Yang stepped to the side to shake hands with Lily. The stage lighting had been moving forward, but when Qin Yang suddenly stopped, the lighting stopped as well.

"This bloody light barrier is something even I cannot break through." Baal turned to look at the black-robed figure, his gaze solemn. To avoid exposing his identity, he was unable to use his primal secret techniques or many of his usual methods.