Chief Clerk, Xiong Jie

"Who are you trying to scare? We didn't take anything."
"Exactly, we didn't take it. Even if we did, this is my daughter's home, and whatever belongs to my daughter belongs to me."
"Mother is right. The Jin family came here as refugees, and they were only able to gain a foothold in Zhou Family Village because our ancestral home acted as their guarantor. What's wrong with giving some filial tribute?"
The mother-in-law and daughters-in-law refused to let the matter drop. Zhou Yaru was practically driven insane by this bunch of toxic people.
"Mother Zhou, is this how you make your daughter practice filial piety? You—"

In the dark, a faint sliver of light could illuminate a certain area. Running forty paces out and throwing within a dozen paces, the weak flame could cast its glow twenty paces away or even further. The person shouting in the dark was already exposed within this illumination. Their features were extremely blurry, but that was enough.

Shangguan Chen, the three siblings of the Music Academy including Ji Huier, as well as Yu Wei and others, all wore strange expressions as they looked at the tray, wondering what was on their minds.

The technician, however, thrust the needle into Qin Ruyun's vein and then slowly pushed it in.

After repeatedly reinforcing his troops and seeing that the time was ripe, Du Chongwei discussed once more with Li Shouzhen, contacting the Khitans to surrender.

The fireball struck the Red Ant King, making it stagger and directly flipping it over.

Hearing this, Shi grew anxious: "I told you the opportunity has come. Didn't you hear me speak? This is rebellion!"
He was also cursing inwardly in his heart: "Tongtian, you pig."
Shi grew anxious inwardly: Since they had already waited, if he didn't intervene, the Heavenly Court taking the initiative to borrow people wouldn't look good either. To be honest, that would cause them to lose too much face. Absolutely not.

On the night of August 11th in the first year of Tianyou, Zhu Wen sent men to assassinate Li Ye! Li Ye had reigned for sixteen years and lived to the age of thirty-eight.

[There is no doubt that among all known otherworldly creatures, genies are undoubtedly the most mesmerizing and fanatical ones.]

At the same time, a plane flying from Huaxia landed at the airport, and a batch of people rushed into the city, searching everywhere for Fang Zheng's shadow.

However, the surface etiquette was maintained very well, which was acceptable. These people were so obsessed with power and wealth that they had long forgotten their original intentions.

If one is young and hasn't graduated from college for long, when gathering together, people don't pay too much attention to material and social aspects, much like Xia Yuan's high school reunion before.

Mo Xuanyi knew she disliked his identity and had many times wanted to cast it away, but those things had accompanied her since birth.

The most terrifying thing was the old man's face. His eyes were rolled back, his nose and mouth were completely flat, devoid of any trace of living aura.

Upon learning that the enemy had hidden two such sleeper agents right beside him, General Jian broke out in a cold sweat.

The car was traveling at full speed. When the driver was shot and killed, the vehicle lost control and overturned onto the ground, forcing the cars behind it to slam on their brakes to avoid a collision.

Regardless of whether Mo Xuanyi knew that the man in the daytime was her, she could not show any sign of recognizing him at this moment.

Gou Fugui took a long time to finally stop feeling nauseated to the point of vomiting, having rapidly gained a deeply profound understanding of the cruelty of this world.

Gou Fugui felt that after watching Consort Xiao practice martial arts just now, he would probably have sweet dreams again tonight—even sweeter than the dream he had before.

"Tired? What is that?" The Gearmon stopped its actions, turned its head in confusion, and asked Chen Feida.

Dragon Fang was so formidable; decades ago they were already Tier 2 supernatural beings. How are we supposed to fight them?

Amidst everyone's silence, the sunset gradually transformed into a gorgeous sea of colorful clouds, finally drawing a perfect full stop to the winter twilight's day.

However, judging by Gaara's personality, I suspect she probably doesn't hate everyone gathering together lively, but is probably just... not used to it.

Anyway, they weren't anything valuable; if you gave her just about anything, Qingyun would embroider something for you, so many families didn't shortchange their children.

In an instant, hundreds of people surged out from all directions of the Qingyun Sect, all of them elders and disciples of the sect.