55 Powerful Official

Shen Yu scrutinized her face meticulously, taking in every word, action, and micro-expression as though attempting to unearth the deepest secrets hidden in the abyss of her heart.

Bian Kongkong hastily waved her hands and chimed in, "Quite the opposite! Quite the opposite, Young Master Tian. Not only did I fail to steal anything from you when I patted your back that year, but I actually slipped something into your possession instead. I wonder if the young master ever noticed?" With that, she cast a hopeful gaze toward Tiansheng.

Therefore, treating Han Keyu at this moment was a simple matter: provide a massive surge of thermal energy and steadily guide it along Han Keyu's meridians.

To think that Feng Wuhen actually wanted to use the support of the Prime Minister's Estate as a bargaining chip to make him let go of Li'er—what an absolute joke! What was the Prime Minister's Estate, anyway? Even this entire realm could not compare to her in the slightest.

Kato Shinichi's eyes slowly narrowed, his expression turning grave. Though arrogant, he was never reckless, and making light of any adversary was strictly against his personal code of conduct. Even a lion fighting a rabbit must exert its full strength; life only happens once, and he had no intention of capsizing in the gutter and becoming a foolish ghost.

The moment Lü Xiangxiang and her companions stepped into the courtyard, Uncle Zheng had already prepared the bathwater and carried the tubs into their respective rooms. While the three of them bathed, Uncle Zheng and Aunt Zheng bustled about the kitchen, taking out the prepared ingredients to start cooking.

"Chairman Chen is blessed with natural fortune; this just proves that the gamble you made back then was entirely correct," Tong Tianqian said with a smile.

"Heh!" Seeing Leng Ningxuang react this way, Chu Yun felt a surge of mischievous playfulness and gave her a resounding smack on her full moon.

Suddenly, Red Boy chimed in again, "If Eldest Brother goes to the Lunar Firmament, that won't do. Great Eldest Brother should go, he's powerful!" Red Boy's Great Eldest Brother was none other than Tiansheng's senior martial brother, Mo Wenten.

Hearing Cang Qingyun's praise, Xuan Guo nodded slightly. His youthful, tender face bore traces of deep fatigue, and his emaciated arms seemed somewhat arduous to raise. Even the finger he pointed from afar toward Cang Qingyun appeared to be trembling slightly at the tip.

Xuan Zhe clapped his hands, and a melodious tune rippled forth. Dancers entered wearing masks, brandishing arrows and executing thrusts, performing a traditional solo male dance to portray the heroic combat bearing of Prince Lanling of Northern Qi, Gao Changqong.

Bao Yuan once remarked that the Imperial Father was perceptive, resourceful, and cunning—truly the foremost strategist under the Emperor, having been appointed as Minister of Works and concurrently serving as a Gentleman of the Palace Gate. In the first year of Mingde, the Emperor passed away. Bao Yuan ascended the throne as Crown Prince Regent, and the Imperial Father was granted the title of Minister of Education in recognition of his merit in supporting the succession.

When that familiar voice and familiar form of address broke into her ears, An Xiaoxiao instinctively lifted her gaze toward the source of the sound. Locking eyes with that pair of worried dark eyes and taking in that enchantingly handsome face, she was instantly dumbfounded.

Mu Chonghao knew that Dongling must have overheard his conversation with Diandian. Pulling her out was also prompted by his recollection that he and Diandian had just passed by a turquoise-green figure. The problem he feared the most had finally arrived.

The flexibility of the central ice pillar manifested a miracle once more, twisting and turning desperately between water and fire as it struggled fiercely, refusing to be subjugated by either element.

"However, if her bloodline awakens, it will allow my enemy to resurrect—" Nestariseth suddenly cut himself off, leaving the rest unspoken.

"Atobe, do you still take me for who I used to be?" Seeing that Atobe remained silent, Ian spoke up first. Some matters were better brought out into the open.

Just as Sun Fengzhao and Hua Jueyi approached the boundary of this floor, a burly, honest-looking cultivator at the fifth layer of Qi Condensation leaped out from within.

"If Your Majesty refuses to drink it now, this concubine shall not leave. Caring for Your Majesty's health is the most important matter in the world to me," I stated with gentle persistence.

Yang Fan gently swayed the swing, as quiet as though he had never existed at all.

When Huang Yan galloped back to the South Gate, Meng Liang was pacing anxiously in circles. Catching sight of Huang Yan returning just as abruptly as he had left, Meng Liang was instantly overwhelmed with joy and strode swiftly to welcome him.

Upon entering the private room, Prince Hao cared little about what Zhao Kai's original intentions were. Since they had come to a KTV, how could they not sing? He immediately requested "Love Even Unto Death" to warm up his vocal cords.

This approach not only elevated his own status and allowed him to monitor the emperor at any time, but it also eliminated the potential threat posed by the royal family's maternal relatives.

"Let's go. I'll help you find a job, and you don't need to pay this money back. This was my own doing and has nothing to do with you. Besides, rest assured, I won't take anything from you. Once you find a job, just live your life well, and I won't disturb you anymore!" Prince Hao said.

A smile crept up the corners of Liu Feng's mouth. Zhao Peng, who had been thoroughly crushed by him a few days ago, seemed to be at the late stage of the Dao-Proofing Realm as well. He just wondered how much stronger this burly man was compared to him.

The substantiation of Huang Huang's crimes was an absolute certainty. Prince Hao handed the old man his one thousand yuan back, along with all the cash found inside Huang Huang's vehicle.

At that moment, several individuals who had already broken away from the group but not yet exited the doors—feeling somewhat thin-skinned—realized that having made their decision, they could no longer turn back. They could only curse their own impulsiveness, shake their heads in resignation, and depart, lamenting their own rashness in making such a choice.

Description: Members of the Tidal clan, controlled by the apocalyptic magic of death, wreaking havoc deep within the ocean. Expelled from their family by the Murloc of the Tides, these Yakshas eventually settled upon the snow plains, frequently bullying the deep-sea merfolk and driving countless marine creatures to distraction.

The more nonchalant the two of them acted, the more the middle-aged man's heart churned with suspicion, secretly convincing himself that their relationship with the Master of 'Arrow Wind' must be extraordinarily close.

It seemed that this street tennis court currently only offered doubles matches. Should he challenge these doubles players to a one-on-two match just to train his mental strength?

However, Heavenly Dao would not be foolish enough to only notice him once he had conquered half the realm; it would undoubtedly strangle him in his cradle. Therefore, the strategy of actively developing believers was entirely unfeasible.

"What is wrong with it?" Meizhen felt a wave of hidden relief upon realizing she had finally coaxed the words out of her.

In this kind of weather, even nine o'clock in the morning felt stiflingly hot. People looking to go out and play usually set off at the break of dawn.

After returning home and tidying herself up, Li Ningyan walked into the kitchen, began retrieving ingredients from the refrigerator, and started preparing the meal, washing the vegetables while asking He Yiyi what he would like to eat.