Chapter 43: I Am Not Afraid of Him

Meng Cheng'an picked up the bottle.
Tian Xiang asked, "Was today's incident the work of Lu Feng?"
Meng Cheng'an looked at her and nodded.
It really was that scumbag Lu, making his move against Meng Cheng'an!
Tian Xiang: "What's going on? Tell me in detail."
Meng Cheng'an chuckled. "What, are you going to stand up for me?"
Tian Xiang nodded solemnly, "Yes."
Meng Cheng'an was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth curving upward.
...It was only when his own guard loudly announced his title and the opponent realized they had targeted the wrong person that they called off the attack.
When drawing a live tile, one must deliberate repeatedly over whether to discard it and when to do so; there are many subtleties to it.
This year has not only been exceptionally busy, but my health has also been poor. Every time a virus comes around, I fall ill, and on top of that, I have family members to take care of.

The Qiu family had for generations excelled in the treatment of external injuries. Many of the military medical officers who originally accompanied the army on campaigns were disciples trained by Qiu Qianqing, the eldest of the Qiu family. Therefore, sending Qiu Shirong to treat Wen Weixing's injuries was quite logical.
Walking through a secluded alley, the two entered a house. Yuan Qingqing took out a massive snakeskin bag, densely packed with various kinds of herbs.
The content above was about clothing designs, featuring styles primarily inspired by later generations of casual and slim-fitting wear.
Haohao had just been coaxed into a good mood, his eyes still red from crying. Upon seeing Su Ling together with Ximen Ye, he suddenly puffed up with anger again.
His hands were not idle either, quickly stripping off his shoes and socks in a flash. Supporting the sole of his foot with his left hand, his right hand pressed onto the injured ankle. A slippery sensation immediately passed from his hands, and Yun Feng greedily checked it a few more times.
Wang Dehai had no evidence in his hands. If he were to leak this matter, he would undoubtedly be the first one to suffer misfortune.
"The money has already been transferred to you, use it however you like. Pay him back a bit more, consider it interest." I looked at him with an ambiguous smile, unsure if he was joking or not.
Whether due to the clothing or the advancing months, Chen Manxin's belly seemed slightly more pronounced than when they last met.
Come to think of it, this old Sun was either lucky or cursed; the target he had set his sights on happened to be the club's director.
Aunt Fang explained to me with puzzlement that the adults in their family never used bodyguards when going out normally. This time, it was simply a precaution because the Zhuang family had suffered an incident, hiring bodyguards to protect Lele just in case—after all, Lele was the family's treasure. The so-called gang-style turf wars were entirely a figment of my imagination poisoned by movies, scaring myself.
We took it for granted that breaking the array and returning to the grand space was "life," but in reality, the true "life" was right here, and everything experienced in the illusion was foreshadowing or warning us about what lay ahead.

Yet Shopkeeper Xu merely smiled, without mentioning how much silver was spent, nor what methods were used to rescue Han Chen from the prison.
Jian Yijun suddenly felt a sense of relief, heavily leaning her body back against the chair, unable to get back up for a long time.
Seeing Lele's red and swollen eyes, and imagining how worried and distressed Shen Xi would be if he saw this upon returning home, he took Lele to a dessert shop to have some sweets.
The most aggravating part was that she could not put up any resistance, forced to let him mold her however he pleased. A strong sense of grievance drove her to bite down fiercely on her tongue, and only when a sharp pain flooded her senses did she clench her fists and walk toward the courtyard gate.
Bidding farewell to Ross, Li Feng strolled through San Francisco. Although San Francisco was temporarily under military control at this time, it still retained a prosperous appearance, as the monsters had not truly made their appearance yet.
However, the personnel sent here were primarily for other purposes; studying how the natives knelt was not part of the plan. As the officer watched time slowly slip away, he grew increasingly impatient.
Because he had no clue whatsoever, didn't even know what had happened, and could do nothing himself, this sense of powerlessness made Ning Heng feel extremely miserable.
That was single-handedly defeating the Hu family and driving out Jiangshan of the Hong Sect—and yet President Wang and Director Li were fortunate enough to even touch upon this level.