Volume One, Chapter 39: You Are the Granddaughter of a Spy!

Robert had always been drawn to the Ming Dynasty, with its exquisite porcelain and luxurious silk, which had inspired him to travel thousands of miles in search of fortune. Yet now, the Ming Daily detailed Qian Qianyi's cowardly deeds. His beloved concubine, Liu Rushi, had urged him to die for the country with her, but Qian Qianyi, deep in thought and silent, finally stepped into the pond to test the water, only to say, "The water is too cold; I cannot go in."

Unable to comprehend this, Robert kept his eyes fixed on Feng Kuan, eager to see if there would be any effect. In situations like the one just now, if it were her former self, she might have been frightened to tears on the spot, trembling at night as she poured drinks and apologized, with the outcome entirely beyond her control.

After receiving Zhu Youlang's appointment, Liu Yi knew time was short and immediately established five recruitment offices at the key points east, south, west, and north of Wuzhou.

"Leader Kardeliman, how did your Hundred Alliance Trading Company acquire Hero's Drunkenness and soap? As far as I know, only Ling Tian Manor possesses these two items," Lu Chen asked, feigning cooperation.

Examining, pondering, and answering—the three were captivated by the novelty of the test paper. No longer did they have to rack their brains over sentence length, word complexity, or tonal variations; their thoughts soared like wild horses galloping across grasslands, exhilarating and unrestrained. This was the shared sentiment of all three.

In a fit of rage, Zhu Youlang snatched the waist knife from a nearby guard, grasped the handle, and hurled it fiercely at He Guangming.

Cheng Huan, who had barely opened her eyes to a slit, immediately shut them, lowered her head, and nestled close to her mother's shoulder.

Yu Xinting played beautifully; she had finally found a balance between emotional power and technical stability. If Li Yingzhen had heard, she would surely have praised her.

Yang Jingxing returned home, and Liu Miao and Xia Xue both thought Du Lin was a decent person—though his business card bore no title, just a name and two phone numbers.

"Last time you let the Dragon Tooth Princess escape, and now you bring her back. I must thank you on behalf of Marquis Xize!" Maureen pointed at Dawn, immensely pleased. She had long resented Dawn for letting the Dragon Tooth Princess slip away before, and never expected to meet again today.

"Master Longshu is known for his virtue and gravitas, surely the least glib person in the world. How did he offend you?" Huang Yong interrupted her self-indulgent musings in surprise.

The others rolled their eyes at these words. To dare request a reward directly from the ruler—perhaps only Su Haoran in the entire Alliance City would do so.

Pu Yin's junior sisters would surely be loath to say goodbye to Brother Yang, and many would be moved to tears. Perhaps their senior sister should generously grant them some gifts.

At this moment, Gong Liang was utterly consumed by madness. He seemed to think that using Thunder Pearls to strike himself was too slow, so he blocked the myriad Thunder Pearls aside, letting the precious pearls gather dust. Many alchemists nearby breathed more heavily at the sight.

After dinner, Yang Jingxing headed to the parking lot, needing to hurry to Eyang. As he drove out, a freshman from the piano department waved and smiled, becoming a roadblock.

Setting aside other matters, take the Mountain-Splitting Blade Sect—Han Fan had already died in the Wanli Pool. For the sect, this was a tremendous calamity.

Before the burly man's words were finished, Su Haoran delivered a solid kick to his stomach, sending him flying. He crashed into a door across the corridor and bounced back.

Leeds United fans’ favorite ritual began; the crowd cooperated with the players to pressure the referee.

There was a time difference in North America. The middle-aged man glanced at the flashing note on his phone screen and pressed the answer key.

"Sir, the two of us have only been at the prince's residence for a few days and really don't know what rules there are."

Back then, the ruler was carefully grooming the crown prince and sent him to explain the twists and turns.

Having not broken through his stagnant state in ten years, Yang Kang believed that perhaps now was the best opportunity.

"Put it on the child now," Madame Pei said, regardless of my answer, and took out a pair of bracelets to put on the baby in her arms.

She quickly called the old man, who was silent for a moment before asking her what she intended to do.

Yang Kang operated the Primordial Skill to its peak, while his feet used the Divine Movement Technique to dodge Hong Qigong’s attacks.

The room still reeked sharply. She opened the windows in the kitchen and living room first, then headed toward her own bedroom.

"In my opinion, Your Majesty should issue an edict of self-blame to reassure the people," Wei Zheng stepped forward and said bluntly.

Luckily, during detoxification, Huang Di had requested a stone cave from Fu Ling; otherwise, appearing before the world in this state would have been quite embarrassing.

"Feng Jianshan and Luo Qing, brothers," Zhang Yingxia said. At that moment, Feng Jianshan and Luo Qing both began to rise, but Yang Xuan beside them pressed them back down.

Therefore, using the tractor factory to manufacture tanks was logical, just as using pesticide and chemical plants to produce chemical weapons made sense.

Upon hearing this, Ning Hao's impression of Xu Feng improved greatly. Though Xu Feng spoke bluntly, his words were full of sincerity.

He had toured some ancient cities in later generations, but those were not in their original state. Many places had long been destroyed, and both the scale and architectural style differed greatly from antiquity.

The moment the Gem Knight unleashed his ultimate move, the UG team’s lineup resilience was maximized.

"So this is RNG's coach? I don't even know what to say. Maybe he's a fraud. Who would like such a person in the future?" Having recalled the scene of entering the room to watch the match, he laughed without caring about his image.

After touring the city and seeing everything improving, Li Xiuyuan felt reassured.

His eyes swept ahead, suddenly grabbing Pluto’s hand and soaring into the air, flying up the mountain once more.

The man's words had barely finished when, after a stirring drumbeat, a man with a perm leaped onto the front row of VIP seats.

"Wait a moment, how did they exploit the loophole?" Ma Zi's face showed confusion as he asked Old Gu.

Lin Yanyan tilted her head upward. The falling raindrops landed on her face, with one hanging from her eyelashes.