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The Crown Prince of Song was so furious he could have burst a lung. Why had things turned out this way? He turned on everyone around him and bellowed in rage.

Bored to death, and unable to stop thinking about Xie Cunhui’s two text messages, I was utterly fed up. I hated being seized by someone’s leverage and left at their mercy. After mulling it over for a long while, I called Xie Cunhui.

Sizhen had fought her way to mastery in street brawls and military clashes. Under ordinary circumstances, she naturally knew to cherish her reputation. But once a fight truly began, her life and victory mattered far more to her than her good name.

She stared blankly at the scene before her, her eyes filled with confusion, as though she had no idea what had just happened.

Besides, how had Consort Duanshun known for certain that she could perform a sword dance? The more Sizhen thought about it, the stranger it seemed, and the suspicion in her heart grew ever heavier.

When Su Yue was awakened, it was already evening. The afterglow of the setting sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the large bed where she lay. The shrapnel had been removed from her body, her wound treated again, and thick bandages wrapped around it.

The moment Chen Mohan entered the private room, she seized the microphone and howled through several songs. By the time she threw it aside, her face was flushed crimson and her breathing had grown heavy. She sat down and drained half a glass of boiled water in one breath.

In the past, everything had been fine. Everyone had enjoyed spending time with her. But ever since Sizhen had nearly met with disaster in the palace a few days earlier, these people had suspected that she was passing messages to the palace. Each of them was eager to distance themselves from her. Yet Sizhen and Sun Yanling never asked her anything, leaving her no way to explain herself even if she wanted to.

No matter what schemes Zhou Rou might be harboring, she could never tell Madam Zhou the truth. If those things were not thrown away, she might even have to call the police.

Su Yue hurriedly told Shen Hao what she had seen. Shen Hao knitted his brows and said only two words—“Save them!”—before grabbing his weapon and pushing open the car door. Afraid of being separated from him, Su Yue turned back and instructed Park Seong-hwan and the other man not to leave the vehicle, then drew both pistols and chased after him.

As for which of the First and Third Clans of the Moon Clan was good and which was evil, ordinary people had neither the inclination nor the ability to distinguish between them. As long as either side could provide them with a place to live, that was enough.

At that moment, Yu Lianyun said in a low voice, “Ruoxin, come here!” His voice was brimming with anger.

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Chen Zhuo murmured to himself. With his spiritual sense turned inward, he saw thirty-six pools of dark, liquid geomagnetic divine power within his thirty-six divine apertures.

Xiao Qian was surprised. To outsiders, he was clearly at a complete disadvantage, yet Luo Ruchu had actually stepped forward at a moment like this.

The situation at the Seven Hills was growing more chaotic by the minute. Elsewhere, Tian Cheng was also leading men and waiting for an opportunity outside the Third Hill.

But he was about to see his mother. That was the one thing Bu Fan truly cared about with all his heart. Thinking about it now still left him flustered and distracted.

Bu Fan had been unbearably busy lately. Matters concerning the Beggars’ Sect and his martial arts training had become entangled with one another. He had not been to school for a very, very long time, and certainly had no time to concern himself with such tedious nonsense.

Although He Youxian was wary, a mad look still appeared on his face. The ancient bronze sword materialized in his hand, and he thrust it straight at Mu Fan’s throat.

Only after finishing the first half of the song did Kailin come to her senses. She hurried off to tell the staff to find the music video for Waterloo Bridge.

Just as he landed once more on the crumbling wall parapet, his body suddenly paused. Then he quietly leaped down.

Wang Chongyang had accidentally triggered the mechanism for the Dragon-Breaking Stone. The entire ancient tomb rang with grinding sounds, as though the mountain itself were about to collapse. Everyone was startled and quickly retreated from the tomb entrance.

They were either concerned with when the male protagonist would finally shine, discussing when he would truly cultivate his way to ascension, or wondering what kind of Dao companion he would ultimately choose.

Purple Butterfly had been brought out of the Mysterious Heaven Forest by Zixi when she ventured there at the age of eight. Although Purple Butterfly was not high-level, its concealment and sensitivity were second to none.

It was mealtime. A prison guard in his thirties squatted with a stainless-steel lunchbox in his hands, shoveling rice into his mouth while grinning cheerfully at Ning Chengye, his large white teeth flashing.

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For one brief moment, Ningning almost asked what had happened. But the words reached her lips and were forcibly strangled by reason before they could leave her throat. Even knowing the cause would do her no good; with her strength, she could not help him at all.

“No way! My big sister said she supported me…” Zhong Xihan grew somewhat uncertain as he reached the end of his sentence.

Besides, as for that so-called master, Bu Xu planned to teach him a proper lesson. He had to make the man reveal his parents’ true whereabouts.

In other words, the video was not particularly strong evidence. If Coach Cao insisted that he had accidentally touched her while correcting her movements, then the facts of the case remained open to interpretation.

The next day, Wu Mian got out of bed. As soon as he opened the door, he discovered that his parents were already awake and had risen earlier than he had. Judging from their bleary eyes, they clearly had not slept well the night before.

“Let’s each write down our own solution and see whether we’re thinking along the same lines. What do you say?” Yunge asked with a sly smile.

After hearing this, Earth Dragon said nothing more. He glanced at the time. It was still early—only a little after three in the afternoon. Going to the palace now would be perfect. The emperor and Empress Dowager Cian had probably finished their afternoon rest as well.

With something weighing on his mind, Nick Fury did not linger. After bidding them a hurried farewell, he boarded the Quinjet parked at the ranch and departed. Once aboard, Nick Fury issued a string of orders, and the largest organization in the world hidden from public view began to descend into turmoil.

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