Chapter 40

“Damn it, have some shame!” The head of security was furious as he rushed forward, tearing at Ah Hua’s clothes. Although Ah Hua resisted, her hands were cuffed, making it impossible to defend herself. With each ripping sound, her clothes grew fewer and fewer.

Long Yufan smiled and said, “What’s wrong? Did you forget what I said? I just have something to discuss with you; I’m not here to harm you, so don’t worry.” After speaking, Long Yufan walked away towards the other side.

Jun Yao blushed, glaring at this shameless man. Seeing his brazen, lecherous grin as he headed out of the living room, she couldn’t help but laugh angrily.

This was an English-language film, distributed under the Phantom’s steadily growing system. As long as the movie wasn’t too bad, it was enough to be released in many countries and regions worldwide. He wasn’t worried about losing money.

But just as Yuan Da flew over the eaves, his body suddenly stopped gaining altitude and hung motionless in mid-air.

The glutton, famous for his mouth, was not only a big eater but also a nonstop talker. His endless chatter left Ao Yu dizzy and somewhat dazed.

As for the remaining arrangements—how many offices to partition, how many meeting rooms, where the tea room would be, the reception area, and so forth—none of these had been planned. After all, such a large space might be rented out to several companies, so the Jin Xiu side wouldn’t waste emotions unnecessarily.

In the early days of establishing the Five Armies Command, although it was mutually checked with the Ministry of War, its status was slightly higher. The Five Armies Command had the power to command troops but not to deploy them, while the Ministry of War had deployment authority but no command power. This ensured that military power remained firmly in the emperor’s hands, preventing the risk of a coup.

Several domestic journalists and critics watched with amazement and satisfaction, quietly sighing that Chinese cinema could reach such a level—only possible under the hand of Li Donglai.

Having understood the situation, Zhong Nan thought the homeowner was truly eccentric to devise such an unreliable plan. Who would want to buy a house only to have to share a room with a stranger? Especially someone they had no connection with. So, although Zhong Nan liked the house, he could not agree to such a bizarre request and had to look elsewhere.

The patriarch of the Nangong family, Nangong Xiao, looked at his unworthy son, his heart burning with anger.

Lü Bu nodded. Although he wasn’t sure if the voices he heard were from beasts, some intonations did sound like beast language. Perhaps one or two beasts were just a few hundred meters away.

“Please forget it, alright? Otherwise—” Le Zhengling hadn’t finished warning when Le Zhenglongya ignored her, closed his eyes, and assumed a devout expression.

She had no way to argue with Deng Bunado because he now held the ‘truth.’

Gao Bo was very satisfied with Griezmann’s performance. In fact, he hesitated over whether to establish a clear offensive core for the team, as having one made it easier for opponents to focus their defense.

The ancestor of military strategy, the author of unparalleled tactics, was called Sunzi. The founder of Confucian thought was called Confucius, and Zhang Yi, who integrated diplomacy and strategy to help the strong Qin dominate the world, was known as Zhangzi.

However, the ghostly aura’s range varied—some as low as 0.3 meters, the highest only 0.8 meters. No ghost had an aura range exceeding one meter. It seemed that large ghosts were rare and not encountered every night.

At the fifty-eighth minute, Modric was injured while contesting the ball with defensive midfielder Nacho of Sporting Gijón and was carried off the field on a stretcher.

Although the other disciples remained silent, their angry expressions clearly spoke volumes.

The Blood Lake churned once more, and this time, the massive figure appeared before Lin Yi and Mo Xue.

Before Master Yan realized he was being watched, he was quietly discussing something with Ya by his ear.

Lu Xiuhuang took the immortal medicine, but obviously, it did not grant immortality. However, he did undergo some extraordinary changes. The notes on the medicine said: “After ten years, appearance and voice remain nearly unchanged.”

“Matt, if you leave like this, what will happen to the Balipu Tribe?” Schuler asked with some concern.

Jin Puawang’s hesitation was noticed by Usicang, who sensed he might have a hidden difficulty. Being a cheerful old man, he said that if there was something unspeakable, he need not say it.

Though he had left, I believe nothing can truly defeat him. Even though sometimes he may seem as fragile as an ordinary person, I stubbornly believe that fragility lasts only a moment—so brief that with a blink, he will recover and become as strong as before.

Matteo is absolutely trustworthy. In the vast, boundless darkness before me, he is the only glimmer of light I can see.

Those few words, half admonition, half warning, instantly silenced the two. They bowed together and then withdrew. Even after leaving the palace, their minds were muddled, and they exchanged a bitter smile.

He didn’t think about the consequences of his actions; he no longer cared. In that moment, he only felt pleasure, so much so that he ignored Sun Jihai’s incessant glances.

Ye Han shook his head bitterly. If life were truly as burdensome as Qian Jun’s, perhaps it would be easier. But everyone has unspeakable hardships. Maybe Qian Jun has his own struggles, unknown to others—and of course, Ye Han himself does not know.

From the soldiers in Shazhou, Ye Han selected twenty thousand elite troops. Combined with the soldiers from Hongzhou, the total reached fifty thousand. As for the troops in Sunset City, they were an entirely different kind of force, which Ye Han reserved for other purposes.

“I don’t even know what profession my son is, yet he keeps bragging. If Qin Ming were here, he wouldn’t stand it,” Qin Heng muttered to Qin Yaotian, with Ding Dan overhearing nearby.

“Father, what happened at the pharmacy to make you so troubled?” Huang Xuanling was moved and asked with some puzzlement.

This made everyone ponder deeply. What exactly did Cheng Yue do to provoke such hatred from Qing Que? Logically, Qing Que should be wary of Cheng Yue, given the leverage held over him, but the reality was quite the opposite—Qing Que’s behavior was unfathomable.