Volume 1, Chapter 59: The Honeytrap!

After interrogating Ge Dalong for a while with no results, Joseph and Ivan began to search his person, instantly turning up a bank card and tens of thousands in cash.

A piercing sound of a projectile tearing through the air rang out. Cui Bin stepped back slightly as a spear landed right beside his foot. He immediately drew his Tunan sword and braced himself. Were the Nether Sea forces finally about to make a move?

Wang Yan mainly wanted to visit Tsinghua and Peking University. He certainly couldn't get in on test scores alone, though he had indeed dreamed about it.

Although Su Dalong's words carried no obvious trace of sarcasm, Li Chengjun still felt a lingering sense of unease.

The members of the Zuo family raised no objections either. When Cui Bin pulled Zuo Tian aside, they all understood his intention: the item was a gift from him to Zuo Tian, and its usage had been taught solely to her, so no one else should harbor any ideas about it.

The reason for the failure of their high school years actually stemmed only sixty percent from family background and intelligence; the remaining forty percent lay in an unhealthy mindset, extreme perspectives, and an unwillingness to open their eyes and look at the world outside.

Unable to see her expression, Wang Yan could only judge by her tone and movements that she seemed somewhat hesitant.

"But Chief Instructor, I strained my lower back during training recently, and my mobility is somewhat impaired due to the injury," the veteran instructor said again.

Looking at the gloomy, ancient mansion radiating an atmosphere of terror before him, Ou Zheng licked his dry lips and thought to himself: I'm not scared, I'm just waiting for them.

Venturing ever deeper, the drifting snow beneath his feet already swallowed his knees, yet it still could not halt his advance. Without a pause, he pressed onward.

Lan Youyou's sudden proposal to move into the Feng residence undoubtedly provided Feng Xinglang with an opportunity to turn her own strategy against her.

Although Yun Wanqing addressed her as a younger sister, her status was clear enough given their respective ranks. Knowing her own position, she did not dare directly call Yun Wanqing "elder sister."

In fact, this was an issue I had been preparing to bring up all along, but I figured Officer Yang and Bai Qi wouldn't be so foolish. They surely must have factored this in and long since assigned people to guard the deceased's assets. So how on earth had those assets still been transferred away?

"If what you say is true, and life is simply lived for the sake of living, then what meaning does life even hold?" Confucius retorted.

"I'm giving you respect and you're throwing it away, you son of a bitch!" The tower-like man stepped forward and delivered a fierce kick.

I groggily opened the door, but Zhang Qishan completely ignored me, rushing straight into the room to shower Dian Dian with hugs and kisses while carrying a massive bag of dog food. It seemed she genuinely adored Dian Dian.

Liu Yuqing waited behind him with a calm expression. Seeing Yun Wanqing approach, she quickly stepped forward to bow and pay her respects.

Zuo Cheng'ao would never willingly consent to being a pawn in someone else's hands, nor would he submit to anyone's manipulation.

The next moment, Yan Wudao abruptly hung up the phone, and then initiated a video call to Xue Chen.

Having been through such an ordeal, I was suddenly struck by a deep appreciation for that Buddhist saying about the cycle of cause and effect that I used to ponder. Indeed, in all things, gain and loss go hand in hand; I preserved my own life, yet caused Zhang Qishan to suffer severe injuries that landed her in the hospital. If I hadn't let her tag along back then, who knew what the outcome might have been?

The behemoths of the starry skies this time far outnumbered those from the previous encounter, and no one would be coming to help! Zixiang had to go all out.

Lin Peng lay sprawled across the pristine white bedsheets, fast asleep. The two dark circles around his eyes looked as though they had been smoked by a chimney, a testament to his sleepless night.

Cassius was probing and familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment, while Gaia kept searching for Dean's whereabouts, clamoring for revenge.

"Then I'll find it too," Zuo Lun said firmly. Seeing how resolute he was, the others went down to search as well.

Liu Guoliang only then snapped back to reality. When the scores were announced just moments ago, there indeed had been a male student, and his name seemed to be Zixiang as well. Could it be him?

Guo Nianfei was "invited" away just like that. The members of the White Cross exchanged glances and decided to report the matter to Huangfu Yichen first. Upon learning of it, Huangfu Yichen contacted Zilong and operations began.

"Alright. Hurry up and call big brother out to eat!" Qin Mo said. Zilong tapped on the window and called out, "Old brother, sister-in-law, time to eat!" Only then did the two slowly part their lips.

"Got it!" Yang Yang replied, and the two began making preparations to return to the Central Sea. After all, an incident like the disappearance of their boss had to be reported to the upper echelons of the association.

Hearing this, Gu Luo rolled his eyes, feeling this was thoroughly unreliable. Rolling them once wasn't enough; as he rolled them, a sweep of his peripheral vision suddenly made his soul leave his body in sheer terror.

Jia Cong needed to utilize this web of connections to conduct his affairs. With this relationship in place, many things would become far more convenient for him down the road.

Early in the morning, the entire Hogwarts castle was enveloped in the sweet and enticing aroma of roasted pumpkins.

During the evening, taking advantage of a moment when no one was watching, he stealthily slipped the diarrhea medicine into the soup. As for the potency, he had tested it on himself and had nearly suffered from extreme dehydration due to the purge.

For a moment, it sounded as though tens of thousands of mosquitoes were beating their wings simultaneously, and an eardrum-shattering drone filled the heavens and earth.

Hearing him speak in this manner once again, and painting such a perilous picture, Lady Jia and the others felt their stomachs churning with fury, yet they had no idea where to direct their wrath.

Ever since tasting Dongfang Yunyang's delicious roasted fish, Kinoshita Yukina came by punctually almost every day, each time bringing various ingredients ranging from fish at the very beginning to wild hares, pheasants, and even wild boars later on—an endless succession of game.

The first step in marching drill is still learning to mark time in place. Marking time is an art; it is not only the foundation of marching formations but also an excellent tool for reorganizing formations on the spot.

A bovine roar echoed from the depths of the abyss, resembling crashing waves and battle drums. An eerie and distorted red aura drifted upward like mist, and a pitch-black shadow reached out from within.

Tongyao needed to return to school on Sunday afternoon, whereas Lin Chu did not. He walked her all the way to the school gate—though the two of them used the back gate, which was far less crowded than the front.

The salon brought together talented individuals from all across the mainland. It was said that the master of the Immortal Manor, in order to raise grain for the famine in the northwest, held an auction during the manor's annual salon. Righteous people from all regions responded enthusiastically, creating a spectacle unprecedented in scale.

However, that super-evolutionary being likely had no idea that the USB flash drive was actually in Liu Chen's possession; otherwise, judging by the route taken at the time, there would have been ample opportunity to intercept him before he returned to his old home in the north.

"Bastille! Bastille!" While blissfully savoring his cold drink, Weevil caught sight of Tesoro hard at work training and loudly called out to Bastille.