Chapter 29

"By what right is she our hotel commissioner? Why should I have to take orders from her?" Qi Ranxi was fuming, unable to stop herself from hurling insults. Qianqian felt deeply uncomfortable hearing this; she knew exactly what she had earned her position with, but being insulted like this over and over really left a sour taste in her mouth.

"No, we just passed Walmart." Ning Yuanlan glanced out the window and told Gao Xueqing their current location.

"Well, Chief Steward, what are you doing here at this hour?" Chu Qi glanced at the Chief Steward and asked with a chilly tone.

Furthermore, his comrade Yin Tianchao insisted that children must be independent, so he had begun training him from a very young age.

As for Hangzhou City, Liu Mu was unaware that Zhang Gongjin had suddenly arrived there, and was currently busy making preparations to set sail.

The taxi arrived home, but Xiaowu did not get out immediately. She took advantage of the gap in her phone conversation to add a remark.

Xue Meng followed the attendants to rest, but she never saw a sign of Xiling Jing.

He slowly withdrew his hand. The words he had wanted to say to persuade Su Xia to stay ultimately remained unspoken. Better a short pain than a long one; he was already filled with gratitude that heaven had granted him such a sweet period of time that belonged only to him and Su Xia, and he dared not ask for more.

"Daddy, I've landed. I brought you a gift," Heng Xi said on the other end of the line.

Leng Xianning pleaded humbly. Yes, she was willing to marry. If she married, and her father could smile at her and dote on her as he once did, then she was willing.

After waiting for a while, two business vans pulled up to the side of the road opposite them. Four men in suits stepped out, looked around casually, and then walked toward them.

When speaking of her time at the Heqing Prince's Mansion, the satisfaction and tenderness in her words flowed from the inside out.

Ma Wulong did not pay any heed to what these people said. Instead, he lunged forward, raised a fist the size of a sandbag, and with one punch sent the ringleader at the front flying, blood spraying from his nose as a tooth was knocked out of his mouth. Then, with a heavy thud, the man collapsed to the ground, clearly knocked unconscious.

The *Ziwu Valley* mothership slowly entered the temporary human base on Iapetus. The spaceport was packed to the point of immobility, and almost every high-ranking human official had come to catch a glimpse of the legendary eldest princess of the Andoranda Empire.

The Queen was pregnant again after nearly five years, which was indeed a joyous event not only for Ji Wuqing but for the entire Ji Kingdom.

Wu Song had served as a constable in the government for a time, so he could clearly distinguish between justice and injustice.

Jiang Jiamin’s mouth twitched. The implication was that this time, too, justice would be served impartially, and none of the friends and relatives of the Censorate would be spared.

Speaking is an art, especially when telling the truth. Wang Yan looked at Princess Ruoxi and said truthfully, word for word.

Ghost Concubine turned her head, expressionlessly handed the wine flagon in her hand to Wang Yan, and said in a calm voice.

Knock, knock, knock. Zhao Fuxin knocked on Daniu's bedroom door, but there was no response, so he simply pushed the door open and entered. He saw Daniu lying on the bed staring at the ceiling; it seemed his anger had not yet subsided. Zhao Fuxin closed the door and walked over to Daniu's side.

Li Wuxin paused. Ling Jing, standing nearby, could clearly sense her repulsion and subconsciously reached out to squeeze Li Wuxin's hand.

The two seemed to have agreed on it, withdrawing their power at the same time. Zhao Fuxin did not know what to do at this point.

Seeing them like this, Ran Pei was stunned. The shamelessness of these people had refreshed her worldview once again. However, seeing them summon their spirit beasts, she naturally summoned her own. With the assistance of a spirit beast, it was even easier for her to deal with them.

As she spoke, Feng Xinci gave a bitter smile, completely different from the brilliant smile she had in Paris, which made Guan Chenji worry inevitably.

Watching the sunset fall bit by bit, watching the golden light wander and recede among the rolling mountains and forests, and looking at this quiet landscape painting, Zhao Fuxin felt an incomparable sense of solitude and peace.

Feng Yue did not quite understand at first why her master had changed the plan, but when she saw the dark guard unit consisting of a full one hundred high-level Great God Masters, she finally understood the reason.

Leng Yue used a strategy of retreating to advance, not giving Zhuo Qingtian any time to speak. With a calm and indifferent smile, her gaze swept back and forth between Feng Lingxiao and Zhuo Qingtian.

"Are you done? If you're done, can you let me leave?" Lin Wushuang spoke coldly, while internally she was constantly calculating how she could escape from this place.

"...Hmph. Whatever, our master isn't by our side right now." Flapping her wings, Sigmund landed on Yaya's head.

Seeing that the two were on the verge of a verbal altercation, the Ryo Jonin gave a direct reprimand; they could not afford internal strife among his subordinates right now.

Ye Shu’s ears twitched, and he caught the term "Hundred Islands Sea Fair." However, as he recalled the texts he had seen since arriving at sea, the term was entirely unfamiliar to him, and he had never seen it described in detail.

Tong En looked at Ji Siming in confusion, then looked up at the calm and composed Zhong Yue, turned around, and raised the sign in her hand.

Although he was in the heat of anger, Jing Yang still listened to the words to some extent, turned his face away, and said no more.

Recommendation: Because the strength of a Blood Ninja is higher than that of an average Jonin, it is hoped that two Jonin will act together, or that an Elite Jonin will accept the mission.

He watched the Reaper, Yuejiu, below with the posture of a king watching a good show, thinking to himself how this old, bald, immortal fool would try to argue his way out of this disaster.

This Hua Yanyue's cultivation was not very high, only at the seventh level of Qi Refining. If she wanted to go further, the next two levels would be very difficult. Although this level of cultivation was quite good for her age, it still seemed a waste to enter the secret realm with such strength. It was only because the owner of the token was her own brother that she had such an opportunity.

Perhaps this was fate. Fate had decreed that she could never return to her former beautiful life, and could never follow the trajectory of life she enjoyed.

"You old turtle! You dare to hit someone and force your way in! See how I deal with you!" The man who had fallen into the water jumped onto the deck, rolled up his sleeves, and swung his fist directly at the grey-robed old man. Unfortunately, just as the fist was thrown, the old man suddenly turned around and slapped him back into the water.