Chapter 39: Kidnapping

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Kang Longji had just stepped out of the Qianyuan Hall. Although the voice calling out to Zhou An was neither loud nor soft, it carried remarkably far. Zhou An heard it clearly and immediately turned back, seeing Kang Longji beckoning to him.

He was the only underground hacker daring enough to directly breach the security system of the Huajia State’s high-security zone.

As expected, he had been discovered. Despite his wishful thinking, the truth was that this crate could not withstand a thorough inspection. No one had anticipated that Captain Luo would investigate this far, or that he would decipher Li Mo’s plan from the gathered data.

"Brother, just leave the clothes at the door! I’ll come and get them in a moment." Qin Zhao left the clothes at the doorway and headed off to the government office.

With twenty days left, he did not plan to pack his schedule too tightly. He would craft items as time allowed, hoping to finish two days early and perhaps earn some favor with the Astrological Guild.

Currently, very few people knew that the Celestial Map was in Zhou An’s possession. The Chieftain of Jinchat was unaware; he only knew the map had been taken by an imperial envoy, but had no idea who held it.

Wu Fan felt as though a subtle change had occurred within him. However, although he could now perceive the system authority related to the "Source," it remained ethereal and intangible; no matter how he tried to grasp it, it slipped through his fingers.

Ansheng told Yoona about making tea for her father earlier. Upon hearing the reason, Yoona remained silent for a long time, perhaps also left speechless by the situation.

The food here was excellent and the prices were cheap. Every time Lee Ji-eun came, she would eat until she was full, as if she were afraid of losing out.

Looking at the scattered lights in the distance, Lee Ji-eun smiled self-deprecatingly. She vowed to herself that she would never complain about being tired during practice again. She would run to the finish line of this "marathon." She didn't care about the scenery; she only wanted to reach the end and prove to someone that she truly loved music.

"Don't be impatient, there is still the medical record. Lastly, I would appreciate it if you, Doctor, could tell us everything you know." Qiuniu’s face remained adorned with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

In the end, Qiao Yufei could only try her best to ignore the abrupt, overgrown child and continue her teaching.

Yu Mumu felt like jumping onto the roof; she stood barefoot on the floor, her smile wild and unbridled.

"Young Master Leng, if you don't let go of my arm, I’m afraid it’s going to be ruined for good!" Yu Mumu sighed, looking helplessly at Leng Qianchen.

"…Sissy is as sissy does. Am I supposed to shave my head and leave scars to ruin my face just to prove my masculinity?" Lyle curled his lip, forcing himself to accept the earrings and calm his turbulent emotions.

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Jiang Sheng passed by the building half a cup of tea later. His group consisted of only three people, all on horseback. There were no carriages or prisoner wagons in tow.

She still wore those jewel-encrusted glasses, her eyebrows drawn on heavily, and she flashed a row of gold teeth like a nouveau riche.

"Young Master Leng, you’d better stay here quietly for a while, or I’ll have to kick you directly into the car and send you out of Shanqing," Wen Qi said, patting Leng Qianchen’s shoulder with resignation.

After being at Hogwarts for so long, she had considered herself well-versed in the wizarding world, but now, a new layer of fog had descended.

"Ha, who cares about your Emperor father? He’s old and talks too much!" Ning Huan’er stepped forward, sat down boldly at the low table, and drank the tea already poured there.

"In order not to see you again, I chose to tell the truth. However, there is one thing I must remind you of; consider it my final piece of advice."

Leng Yurou’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. Taking a deep breath, she turned to the second page.

Just as everyone stared intently at the ethereal beast patterns gradually dissipating, the soul-snatching beast infants of Zhan Feihong and Huang Wanqin had reached the final stage.

A flicker of life, never before seen, seemed to rise within those icy eyes. Lang Nu gently brushed aside her long hair, revealing a face that was stunningly beautiful yet filled with a bloody aura.

"That’s exactly why you must play another round with me. I won’t have many chances to satisfy my craving in the future!" Old Father Shu insisted relentlessly.

Before Ren Jie could decide, a Volvo sped toward the hot spring club.

Zhan Keding slowly leaned back into his chair. His gaze was unfocused, his mind in a tangled mess.

Long Moxuan pulled a diamond ring from Ding Lei’s jacket pocket. His eyes narrowed, his expression dazed for a moment. He quickly tucked the pink diamond ring into his own pocket and, supported by Heizi, "walked" toward Brother Biao.

Thinking of Hao Run, the Dragon Demon Emperor could not help but grow restless. With the Forbidden City so close, the Demon army was stuck here, unable to move. In his desperation, the Dragon Demon Emperor let out a long, heaven-piercing roar.

She had finally seized an opportunity. With Jiang Ruoxi seriously ill in the hospital, she had proposed a paternity test to Jiang Jianmin. Knowing he would object, she insisted on it, but when the real report was finally in her hands, she went and forged a fake one.

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Yang Hao did not understand art, nor did he wish to interfere in such matters. He only cared about what was useful for politics, such as public livelihood and technology.

Perhaps he shouldn't have come to such a high-end shopping center. While it was still early, Ye Qing turned and headed toward a lower-tier mall.

Half a month later, people across the Qi State suddenly discovered that the government had taken away all the prisoners from the jails. For a time, there was much speculation among the common folk about the court’s intentions.

After all, it was the Demon Clan allying with the human race this time, and the status of the Demon Emperor perfectly mirrored that of the Xuanyuan Human Emperor.

Perhaps that was just her personality. Ye Xuan didn't dwell on it; he pressed the button for the 18th floor and watched the old man in the wheelchair.

Just as Wang Naijie was left speechless, wondering if they hadn't been discussing serious business just now, Qi Anye had already opened another document on the table.

Roger emphasized the word "take care of" and stared straight at the other person.

"Thank you, brother. I’ll only play for a little while, and I’ll return it to you once you’re done talking." Before pressing the power button, Zhou Ziyu made a solemn promise. Roger smiled, nodded, and patted his hair.

Over five thousand catties of raw material could theoretically only produce a thousand catties of copper. If one accounted for waste, it might only be around nine hundred catties.

Sigh, there is no inherent fairness in this world. Any outcome is possible, and once it happens, one can only accept it.

These tasks had their own leaders in charge and departments responsible; it seemed to have nothing to do with them. Why were they called here just to sit like fools?