Chapter 59: President Gu Saves the Day

With respectful thoughts of avoiding excessive and wild desires, my anxious heart swells with longing and profound sorrow. The benevolent and wise embrace virtue, echoing the ancient sacred sages Yu and Tang, while pure and wondrous manifestations shine brightly, bestowing honor and distinction.

Wang Er immediately dashed into the kitchen, returning with a sharp kitchen knife and a steelyard scale. He said to the "miserly skinflint," "I said two catties and seven taels, and you said two catties and eight taels. Who on earth is right? Let's just chop off your head today and weigh it to find out!" With that, he brandished the cleaver as if ready to strike.

My gaze dimmed. Thinking of Duanmu Qingyun's eyes, that surging murderous intent was undoubtedly aimed at me. Given his narrow-mindedness, coupled with Chu Chen's prior hostility toward the Tianmiao Tribe, I figured he would likely not spare me if an opportunity arose.

Too many unexpected things had happened over the past week or so; he could not afford to lose his composure now.

"It's not that I don't want to. I can prevent Bai Ze from making a move, but can you make Yin Fei call the Dark Heavenly Dragon Horse back?" If we were to fight, it certainly wouldn't be now, nor in front of so many people.

A young man in pristine white stood serenely amidst the gloomy woods, appearing as if he had descended from the heavens, arriving most opportunely. Five gazes from five pairs of eyes locked onto him, and on the ground, Yang Xueluo even stopped crying.

Risking hard-earned money to gamble on a pile of useless items—the leadership's mindset was not so feeble as to stoop to that level.

When Li Shuge and his two subordinates arrived at a certain section of the forest, they were already met with the sight of over a hundred corpses, all of whom had been slain by firearms.

Of the Five Supremes, only four remained. In particular, upon hearing the news of Feng Yi's return, the Supreme Chong Sheng was utterly shocked in his heart. Along with him, Princess Minmin was filled with sheer astonishment upon learning that Feng Yi had fought his way back, and immediately led her subordinates straight toward the realm where Feng Yi was located.

She couldn't help wanting to laugh, yet felt it inappropriate to chuckle at such a moment. Biting her lip to suppress her mirth, she dragged her master out of the humanoid pit.

Even without unleashing his full battle prowess, Su Heng rarely encountered an adversary who could withstand a single blow, let alone when he unleashed fourfold combat power to finish the battle swiftly.

Stoudemire sat on the bench, consumed by a mixture of anger and regret. The Rookie Challenge was about to begin on the court, yet he could only sit on the sidelines and watch helplessly as that "bastard" laughed and chatted with others on the hardwood.

In the past, while traversing the interior of the Sand Sea, he had also witnessed those towering supreme demons and peerless monsters. Although the man before him could not match their overwhelming momentum, that deep-rooted arrogance and dominance were cut from the exact same cloth.

During dinner, Xie Na recounted her connection with Huang Lei, mentioning how she had once experienced an interview for the Beijing Film Academy and was rejected by him.

Su Heng swept his spear in a wild frenzy. The shark teeth of the Mangsha Saber and the Thousand Shadows Short Spear tore violently against each other, scattering a shower of sparks. The piercing sound of friction made their eardrums ache. Su Heng suddenly lost his balance, pitching sideways toward the ground.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Tianshun realized how he had managed to escape and why Lin Yan had appeared there. As it turned out, Lin Yan had also accepted a mission to track down clues about the demonic cult and pursued them all the way to Worship Immortal City.

If this were a blood feud aimed at revenge, the assailant should have directly attacked the Huo and Lin families instead of making one fuss after another. Moreover, after several incidents, no one had been injured at all—it looked nothing like the behavior of someone seeking vengeance.

For the current New York Knicks, as long as Long Jingen was on the team, they were a powerhouse in the league. Even if their current record was poor, they would certainly develop in the future. But if Long Jingen left, the Knicks would truly face total collapse.

Numerous netizens left comments beneath Fang Zhe's Weibo post, but unfortunately, they failed to summon a reply from Fang Zhe in person.

The caster remained at the center, immune to all spells and completely motionless. All of them maintained a posture of calming their minds and gathering their focus; at this crucial juncture, the slightest relaxation meant the starkly opposite extremes of victory and defeat.

Though she was sinister, ruthless, and unscrupulous, her temperament was unusually cold and aloof, exuding a touch of nobility, resembling a high-altitude flower that could only be admired from afar rather than desecrated.

"Stinky monk, spare the sect master your rambling. It is not your turn to lecture me here!" That splash of crimson seemed to detest monks intensely. Upon seeing the monk Meihi speak, she instantly furrowed her brows, glaring fiercely at him as she retorted.

With a flick of both sleeves, two pitch-black iron tubes already appeared before the man in black.

The imperial prince's full-month banquet proceeded as usual. Everything that had just transpired was merely like a ripple falling upon the surface of a lake, instantly smoothing back into tranquility.

Just then, a cold gust of wind blew by, causing Gu Chen's body to shiver. His face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly scrambled to hide beneath the shelter of an eaves, sitting cross-legged under a pile of firewood with his eyes slowly closing.

Gazing at his handsome profile, Chen Rong could not help thinking: Whenever I see him, I feel as though I am walking among verdant mountains and clear waters, or within grand and luxurious halls. This man always possessed such elevated grace and poised demeanor; truly, he made one feel inferior by comparison.

Long Yan lay on the lounge chair in the beauty salon with her eyes closed, her mind entirely consumed by this matter, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Seeing Gu Chen slowly approaching her, Jun Hui didn't know why, but looking at the young boy drawing near, for the very first time, her heart fluttered with nervousness. Inhaling his scent at the tip of her nose, her entire body felt burning hot, while a deep sense of joy seemed to flow from the depths of her soul.

As Lin Heng spoke, he walked into the room, went to the head of the bed, and lifted the quilt to reveal that Su Yunmo's mouth was sealed with adhesive tape.

Xia Ying did not know why Gu Chen had allowed Qian Yu to live at the house; he had never mentioned it to her, and she had remained unaware. Of course, he didn't need her consent—this was his home, not hers.

Gu Zun muttered words under his breath. When the communication was cut off, Yuan Ziyi had mentioned this term. Perhaps all these mutations were related to Fool's Village or that mysterious and bizarre-looking old man.

"You should know, this isn't being a freak; this is being utterly badass—bah, I mean impressive, or even dashing works too." Su Mu nearly dug a pit for himself.

The dinosaur clan possessed an extraordinary affinity for water-type divine abilities, making them quite similar to the Golden Lion clan; they broke through and emerged within five minutes.

Li Junren practically never drank coffee; the mere smell of it made him feel uneasy. Compared to coffee, he much preferred tea, but since Wang Sen had chosen such a venue, he had no choice but to come.

A wave of good-natured laughter erupted around them. As the match continued, Qi Dai shook off her momentary distraction and once again applied herself wholeheartedly to the game.

Xia Ying laughed till she was doubled over, her body trembling like flowers in the wind. Only she knew how agonizing her heart felt at that moment—so painful that she longed to cry her eyes out. Back then, they had been as close as family, and her trust and reliance on him had been beyond measure, yet how had he treated her?