Chapter 53

After the first round ended, Gao Shan stood up and prepared to enter the fray again with the Howling Celestial Dog, but Tang Qianqian stopped him.

It seems almost natural that most wealthy men manage to win beautiful wives, and He Qin's appearance certainly fell into that very category.

Just as Wu Peiping had said, once the other party offered a graceful way out, she rolled right down the steps without hesitation, no longer able to put on airs.

Xu Wanwan lay down for a while and drank some glucose water, causing her pale complexion to regain a hint of color. Seeing Zhan Tianye walk in, she immediately turned her face away. Since there were only the two of them in the room, she no longer needed to be polite to him.

Every profession has its own specialization. If Cheng Huanzhen were expected to understand worldly sophistication and social networking on top of medical expertise, the world would at best gain another bureaucrat, but it would never produce a master.

"I changed into them yesterday," Lan Muxi replied. She had anticipated this, and since it was past the New Year and spring was approaching, she had switched to some spring clothing.

His father, Qin Jian, had seized the head of the family position from Qin Xiong, and everyone whispered that Qin Xiong secretly harbored a grudge against Qin Jian. Now that Qin Jian had gone missing, even Qin Hao was being treated with hostility by Qin Xiong.

Gu Beimo did not reply. He still lacked his previous memories and for now only knew about these events from what he had been told.

The Demon Realm at this moment appeared even more vibrant than the one Gu Beimo had visited before, looking much more like an immortal realm. Though it wasn't entirely wreathed in clouds and mist, it was at least a place of lucid waters, lush mountains, and overwhelming spiritual energy.

"It seems something has come up at the company. I'm afraid she went back to change her clothes," Mei Lili said faintly, whether she was explaining or merely covering up her own embarrassment.

"My late mother, Ruolian!" Ruo Qingfeng felt as though his breath had failed him and he was about to collapse, prompting Meng Xingchen to quickly catch him.

Ye Zitong had been back home for a full three days. After tidying up briefly, she sat in a daze staring at her computer. She had thought about leaving, knowing full well that Leng Junjie would sooner or later come looking for her.

Finally, Cančan woke up late with dark circles under her eyes. Her car was still left at the company, so she had no choice but to let Qiao Muchen drive her there.

However, upon entering, she found everyone at the table—except for Guoguo—staring at them with exceptionally strange expressions.

For the time being, the demons and monsters maintained strict discipline. After all, not all demons and monsters fed on humans, and coupled with their own strict prohibitions and the looming threat of the human army stationed nearby, they managed to live in relative peace.

The Emperor and Chief Hao disguised themselves as merchants. After coming ashore, they checked into an inn near the wharf and met with Boss Cao's subordinates, though they kept their identities hidden and merely claimed to be friends of Boss Cao, making it easier for them to move around the vicinity of the wharf.

As if venting all their lingering resentment onto the food, the two remained silent, quietly gnawing away at the skewers in their hands. Those years, those youthful days—do you still remember them, my scattered girlfriends all across the world?

Anda Security belonged to the American camp, but the only nation with a significant military presence in Syria was Russia. Since various other Western nations supported the anti-government armed forces, the current government would never permit foreign troops from those countries to be stationed there.

Her background was breathtaking; she had entered the CIA at the age of eight, and her file contained extremely detailed records, yet there was a complete absence of any photographs of her. Furthermore, Ruan Yiyi had undergone training upon entering the CIA, and if memory served her well, Yi Jin was already listed as deceased in the CIA's files.

According to Gao Ping's introduction, aside from Gao Ping and the Daoist priest, the only other person currently residing in Laoya Temple was Uncle Cao, and now Zhu Siming had been added to their number.

They took no action all day. Commander Lin received an intelligence report stating that the Dragon and Tiger Gang was planning some sort of movement by nightfall, likely related to smuggling.

Meanwhile, Qingli and Feng Er, fellow outsiders who shared his situation, treated him with exceptional care, continuously reinforcing his protective measures over the past few days. Feng Yi, who had just arrived, did the same. All of this was simply because he stood at the epicenter of this impending battle.

Could it be that the persona of the good person was merely used for bluffing, while the real evildoer who orchestrated this entire series of events was actually his wife?

Because her existence was a closely guarded secret, the areas where eighteen could move around within the palace were severely limited. During the day, she could only stay within her designated courtyard, though at night Gong Lingjun would occasionally take her for a walk in the imperial garden.

He asked three questions in succession, each one sharper than the last, and each one creeping closer to the truth.

Su Lü had not expected him to be so obedient this time; with just a single word from him, Wan Ziyan had actually swallowed the medicine.

If not for the fact that he currently possessed no abilities other than subduing demons, eliminating ghosts, and healing spells, would this deity find himself in such a "wry and wretched" state?

Black Vulture advanced to within a hundred paces of Xing Wuchang, then suddenly accelerated midway, transforming into a streak of black light traversing the firmament.

Not long after arriving in the Underworld, he won the recognition of the Great Emperor through his formidable strength and became his capable assistant. Over the endless passage of time, he only knew that he had visited this grand hall time and time again, but he had never bothered to count the exact number of times.

Judging by the number of attributes, the condensation of numbers implied that Hua Tianlei's sword pellet should be a fusion of two attributes. Qin Tian gazed at the three Hua Tianleis before him, rubbed his sore shoulders, and twisted his aching neck, which produced a series of crisp cracking sounds.

Yet, bizarrely, the collision of their energies did not provoke any massive upheaval. All the energy fluctuations seemed to have been completely swallowed by the leaf hurled by Xia Xun.

"Chang Heyang, do not toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I am speaking to you civilly, which is already doing you a great favor!" Song Haojian raised his eyebrows, looking ready to erupt in anger as well.

When they returned to the hospital, Tang Jun was awake and appeared to be in much better spirits, twisting and turning as she leaned against the hospital bed.

"And what is it that you are doing? Do you suppose that by pushing a chair around, you are setting up a street stall and can scream and holler at the top of your lungs in the office area?" Wang Peng retorted sharply.