Chapter 75: You’re Not Jealous, Are You?

Cao Mang discussed the price with Duan Xiaoshu, and after hanging up, he turned to Chu Xiong.

“I’m going to buy the land—the site of the demolished slaughterhouse. Tomorrow someone will come to negotiate with you. Oversee the design and make sure it’s built quickly.”

Buying land wasn’t like buying groceries; could it really be settled so easily?

Chu Xiong was bewildered. He quickly shot a glance at Chu Shisan, signaling her to follow and see for herself, just in case it was some kind of scam.

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Meanwhile, the provincial public security department had already dispatched troops and militia from outside the mountains, sending them to block and seal off the mountain pass near the source of the Fuliu River. The higher-ups had issued a strict order: the two bandits must be eliminated in the mountains, and not allowed to escape to threaten society.

Sun Fei silently sighed with relief—having the Divine Severance Talisman indeed made things much more convenient. When Kong Ming used the furnace to forge the framework, most of the process was invisible and could only be inferred.

That day marked the lowest point in the life of the new recruit Gu Yu. That day, the entire platoon, both rookies and veterans, looked at him with nothing but scorn and contempt. That day, no one lent him a hand; not even a single person was willing to approach him.

Suddenly, with a thunderous crash, the arched surface of the river exploded apart. Xu Liang, shrouded in a mist of violet-brown, immediately unfurled two brand-new scarlet wings from beneath his shoulder blades and soared above the river.

Tong Muhe picked up a finished Ghost Qi Stone and compared it with the one he’d just used as ink—visually and by touch, they were exactly the same; there was truly no way to tell them apart.

The people nearby were caught off guard, but even if they’d been prepared, they probably couldn’t have withstood the Martial King’s palm. They were sent flying in all directions, crashing to the ground and breaking countless branches.

The aura surrounding Jin Lijin instantly sealed off the Profound Qi Sword Seal that Sun Fei had unleashed, disassembling it into pure spiritual energy before it could even come within five meters of Jin Lijin.

The ethereal red sword that Chunyu had flung down also stabbed into the ground ahead of where Suzuki Fuyuki was about to charge. At once, the sword, as if pressed by an invisible hand, began to sink further into the earth, hissing as it went.

Yin understood what Tang’er meant; the original words should have been: “That senior... He always leaves without warning and appears just as unexpectedly, doesn’t he?”

Huilan remarked, “There are marble benches set to the side—if you get tired from walking, you can sit and rest. That white bird must be an egret.”

“What’s going on? Everyone’s acting so strangely today,” Shin’go muttered, perplexed.

Even if the Princess of Luling was naive, as a royal princess, she at least knew how to follow instructions.

Zhang Yuezhan, Wang Xiangru, and the others had lived over twenty years and had met countless young people, but never had anyone been as striking as him.

Outside the fortress, the demon clan’s camp had split. Batu led dozens of demons, casting a resentful glance back at their former camp, then climbed another hillside and set up camp there.

After some thought, Dickscher decided to be forthright about his purpose, hoping to see a reaction from Zhang Lin.

Song Zheng was disappointed. He’d tested the power of this attack himself—it was too weak, at best equivalent to the early stage of the Destiny Realm in the Hongwu World.

Even so, after activating two rings together, they were already gasping for breath, their beards drenched in sweat.

If the opponent kicked for speed, no matter how lucky Graham Stark was, his body simply wouldn’t react in time, making it almost impossible to block the ball.

Millwall secured victory in the fourth round of the league. After the match, many media outlets expressed their astonishment, constantly discussing Millwall’s tactical issues, criticizing their passive style and their coach—yet Millwall’s results remained outstanding.