Volume One, Chapter 44: Mingling in Circles & Jiang Mingying's Deliberate Approach & Settling the Bill

Stepping out of the restaurant, Luo Xuan let out a slight burp.
This time, she felt that the food at high-end restaurants was nothing special after all.
The weather had been rather bizarre these days. First came a sharp drop in temperature, with rain mixed with hailstones lashing down all through the night, only for the weather to rebound wildly like a frantic dog over the past few days, leaving people at a loss as to what to wear.
Overdressed, Luo Xuan carried her scarf bag through the oncoming waves of warm air, sweat beading on her temples.
Her phone rang.

Not only that, the arrangement of those stone pillars also assumed the momentum of a black dragon. As this fierce aura expanded, a massive black dragon faintly materialized above the pool of blood!

"Yes, General. I will release him from house arrest immediately," Andrei said excitedly, seeming to catch a glimmer of hope in Xiao Weiyuan's tone.

Now, unable to keep his composure any longer, he had come to see the Blue Bird. Judging from their recent conversation, it felt like a tentative probing maneuver in every way.

Looking at the heartbroken Liu Xiaoling, Wang Xuanlong could find no further words of comfort. He could only fight back his tears and silently mourn for Grandpa Liu.

Everyone searching for the Immortal King did so to obtain the blood of immortality. If Liu Daohe had truly undergone the liberation of the corpse to become an immortal, he would have no need for the immortal blood. Once someone ingests the blood of immortality, they become a puppet of the Immortal King, subject to the King's absolute commands; thus, even if they attained eternal life, they would lose their freedom.

As all the puppet threads were severed, Yan Mo felt a surge of fierce primordial energy rushing toward him, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects crashing to the ground all around.

Suddenly, a biting chill gripped Cui Feng's heart. Glancing sideways from the corner of his eye, he saw a cluster of spiritual energy writhing like a flame, about to strike his back.

"President Xiao, just wait and see. This travel guide is going to be wildly popular," Lin Peng said with a smile, patting Xiao Menglou on the shoulder and leaning his large head right up against the computer screen.

In June 1910 alone, thirty new rubber stocks were listed for trading within a single month, sucking in a staggering sum of 13.5 million silver taels—an average of 450,000 taels raised per company. It was a breathtaking performance that left the London capital market staring in awe and feeling utterly inferior.

Shi Tianhai said, "I never expected Big Brother to be able to let it go." Shi Feng could naturally let it go; aside from letting it go, he had no idea what else he could possibly do.

The zoo was located near Xita Park, north of the urban area. Today was not a weekend, so when Zhang Zhong arrived, there weren't many people around.

"Not talking, are you?" Zhang Zhong chuckled playfully, pulled a scorpion from his trouser pocket, and shoved it straight into the man's mouth.

"Welcome, contestant Wang Hui, you have successfully reached the Sky City!" At that moment, a three-dimensional holographic figure slowly walked toward Wang Hui.

"Leave the quilt on the edge and come over here." The person who had just spoken to Officer Liu walked inward, speaking with the back of his head. It seemed he was the "leader"—the legendary cell boss?

Could she tell her mother that the man she wholeheartedly adored was actually a fraudster who swindled the university president's money and had blood on his hands? Could she tell her mother that the mere sight of that man now filled her with dread?

His sword light drifted through the air, fusing seamlessly with the atmosphere and the snowflakes. His swordsmanship was utterly flawless, striking with astonishing unorthodox brilliance. It was only at this moment that Wang Hui realized the sword was, in fact, an unsharpened blade.

"Let's go!" He lingered no longer, knowing that Jin Wuyi was far too terrifying to be killed, especially since the opponent possessed a Dao artifact. Although it was only a lower-grade Dao artifact, it was still beyond Wang Hui's ability to handle.

The empty celestial palace hall, so bustling and full of life just moments before, now held only the Jade Emperor. Truly, he was a lonely ruler.

Zhang Zhong strongly resented such unreasonable people. He never expected to be blocked here while just trying to buy groceries, especially when he still needed to shop.

If Wen Zian hadn't happened to run into them, if she hadn't felt that something was amiss, would they even have bothered to inform him if their grandmother passed away?