Volume One, Chapter 52: Boss, I Can't Take It Anymore

Let them go?
At this critical juncture, how could Chen Fan possibly let the three women go?
Everything had to wait until the people from the Heaven-Earth Bank successfully sold off their shares.
Chen Fan spoke up, "Stop making a fuss, I'll let you go back shortly."
With that, he turned to the One-Eyed Dragon and said, "Find a quiet place. I need to treat Number Seven and purge the fire-cold poison from her body."
The One-Eyed Dragon was overjoyed and hurriedly told Little Seven to follow Chen Fan to the room behind the workshop. That place was quiet, free from any disturbance, and convenient for Chen Fan's treatment.
Inside the detached cabin, there was a simple, crude bed.
"Don't be nervous, relax," Chen Fan said when he noticed the woman was somewhat tense...
Was this a time for hesitation? Her magical power could not be enhanced, and going on like this would surely implicate the others, but as long as there was the slightest possibility, he had to try.
As these words left her lips, a deep sense of guilt surged into her heart once again. She knew that this was precisely what Gufeng wanted, and apart from this, she seemed to have nothing else to give.
The heritage was right before their eyes, and Xiao Tie was already burning with eagerness to attain it. Taking the lead, he walked towards the ruins' street alongside Miao Yinyun and the others.
Although Tailed Beasts posed little threat to truly powerful individuals, they were veritable human cannons. When it came to inflicting casualties on ordinary shinobi and villagers, many powerhouses simply could not compare to them. If anything went wrong with the Jinchuriki, the Tailed Beasts might break their seals and bring catastrophic disaster to Konoha.
"Not at all. Actually, I've always wanted to find a friend of exceptional talent to help test my formation, and brother Xu Yang, you are the best candidate. Of course, I must also thank you for giving me this opportunity," Wu Ming said very politely.
He had basically guessed that these black sands were likely formed from the indestructible carapace parts of the beetles that could not be decomposed after being crushed to death.
"Bastard, I'll kill you." Without another word, Helena Taylor, who possessed genuine combat skills, lashed out with a fierce kick aimed straight at Yang Fan.
"Haha, if I'd known it belonged to your family, I would have sought you out beforehand—might even have gotten a discount," Xu Yang said with a smile.
Xu Yang's words brought laughter to everyone present, save for Jiang Han.
The impact of this strike shocked Zhu Kui and the others even more profoundly than Shangguan Tianlong's blow. From such a distance, in their eyes, Lu Tianyu had brought down the roaring beast—which had plunged them into a bitter struggle—using nothing more than a single magic missile. Such formidable strength left them unable to believe their own eyes.
They watched as countless karmic flames emerged and converged with the threads of cause and effect. The flames attached themselves to the karmic threads, and instantly, line after line of fire ignited.
The cleanup operations were handled jointly by the Longevity Sect and the Great Compassion Sect, while the remaining sects and noble families returned to their original locations.
"Beast, I'll slaughter you today!" Ye let out a low roar. Seeing the fierce beast charge at him once more, he abruptly shifted his footing, moving swiftly to the side by several steps to narrowly dodge the attack.
Neither Zhuge Liang nor Guo Jia had anticipated that Huntu Huabunate and Huntu Lao would be so insane as to swallow their anger and tear up the Huntu tribe's own homeland, the Huatuo settlement. Meanwhile, Huatuo Lansitu and Huatuo Haierba were raving like madmen, clamoring to wipe out everyone from the Huntu tribe.
Without directly answering my question, Peng Zheng even let out a self-deprecating chuckle before finally gazing at me with a profound look.
Tianji grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth, baring his tender gums as he chewed on her hand until it was covered in saliva.
"If you have any nonsense to spit out, hurry up and say it." Jiang Shuai was also somewhat indignant, because clearing out stinky drainage ditches was something he had never done since the day he was born.
Just as Ruan Xinxin was weeping to herself, she never expected that Yi Weilan was not entirely dead. Instead of succumbing to Ruan Xinxin's kicks, she slowly began to regain consciousness.
"What are you still hesitating for?" The Golden Dragon could not help speaking out, but Wuye gestured for him to say no more. After pondering the urgency of the matter, he closed his mouth and remained silent.
Ye Tian shook his head, his gaze filled with utter contempt. This fellow had come right out of the gate targeting him with a barrage of hostility.
The guy had vanished completely off the face of the earth for a full month. When he finally reappeared, he had traded up dramatically, transforming into a top-tier weapons research expert under state key protection.
Even those who had previously instigated Yao Chenfei to kill Hou Yu now hurried to put on smiling faces and act exceptionally polite the moment Hou Yu swept his gaze across them.
The carefully prepared fine garments and beautiful dresses were gone, leaving only the patched cotton-padded jackets, red headscarves, and coarse cloth shoes worn strictly for safety's sake.
I sighed, pulled the quilt over her, sat down by her side, and helplessly leaned against the bed.
If anyone in the arena recognized Su Xing, it was probably him. Even now, he was somewhat puzzled as to where Su Xing had gone. With the strength Su Xing had displayed, had he been willing to intervene, today's calamity would have been resolved long ago.
Was this a connotation ascribed to it by later generations, or was it inherently miraculous? At the very least, Wang Feng knew for a fact that the dings in various museums certainly could not fly.
Lin Shoude did not interfere with Ye Le's questioning because he knew Ye Le was a professional in this field. He had specifically summoned Ye Le to handle this matter.
The moment she stepped through the city gates, Ah Lin's attire transformed into a magnificent white brocade robe. Her hair remained unchanged, but a faint white flame appeared between her eyebrows.
Had this been a month ago, he certainly would not have thought this way. But times had changed; now, having fully comprehended everything Wang Feng possessed, he had already become certain of one thing.
This would also prevent them from getting too close and harboring any unrealistic fantasies, whether for her or for her fiancé's family, the Jiangs.
"No, I'm fine. All my magic power has recovered—better than ever before," Ye Chen explained earnestly. His voice was mellow and clear, like newly opened wine, exuding a uniquely masculine charm.
"The child's throat is hoarse from crying, yet she can still sleep." The emperor gently scooped the child up with mild annoyance, coaxed her for a moment, and the princess finally quieted down and smiled.
After being kissed a few times, Rou Rou's mood improved slightly, though not entirely. She continued to pout, wearing an expression that practically demanded to be coaxed.
"Alright, everyone settle down for a moment. There's one more matter I'd like to resolve in front of all of you." The elderly village chief pressed his hands downward, and the crowd gradually grew quiet.