Chapter 35: Deliberate Torment

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Zhou Xiaomei and her husband arrived early. They exchanged a silent glance, both thinking the same thing: Jiang Zhixun was truly beyond saving. He would surely regret this bitterly sooner or later.

They didn't mention Jiang Zhixun, simply placing the food on the table. "Comrade Shen, you didn't eat much at home earlier, so you might get hungry tonight. Keep this for a late-night snack."

Seeing the jar of brown sugar, fermented rice, and egg soup, Shen Qingqing was left both amused and touched. Putting aside the rich, deep color of the brown sugar, one...

"It's fine, just tell me what needs to be done; I'm not tired!" Zhang Yan was eager to prove his worth and make a significant contribution for Yang Limin.

"Xi'er, your parents are not wrong. They want you to marry someone capable; as parents, they have done nothing wrong," Xue Yi said with a smile.

"Bruce, no, not tonight. I still have work to finish. Let's do it another time, when I have more time," Amelia replied.

Zhu Hongjun offered a flurry of thanks and then extended an invitation for dinner, which was, to some extent, a celebration of their success. In the current climate, it was truly difficult to refuse.

Song Qingyin couldn't help but wonder, is Senior Xiao perhaps a beauty carved from ice and snow, just like Axue?

Seeing He Ze's strange expression and the way his voice faltered, Qiao Xinyue frowned deeply.

Ling Yu had deliberately let Chu Yunfei leak some information, which was how Peter managed to track the disruption back to him. However, Peter's fatal mistake was failing to conduct a thorough investigation into Ling Yu's background, opting instead for a retaliatory move that was tantamount to suicide.

Hu Santian was Zhang Yu's cousin, a loafer who spent his days idling about with a gang of followers.

"Clang!" A streak of white light suddenly appeared like a heavenly weapon, transforming into a spear that pinned the talisman array to the ground. In an instant, the array lost its luster, reduced to worthless scraps of paper.

"Get out here!" I formed my right hand into a claw and swiped fiercely through the void. The twenty-seven talismans followed my movement, driving straight forward and transforming into a yellow chain that whipped across Taoist Yun's chest.

Damn it, offending the Su and Zhao families in the north had already left me without a home to return to. Now, this Guo Dabiao was on an entirely different level than someone like Zhao Sifang. If anything went wrong—if even one link in the chain broke—Chu Tian and I would be left without a place to die.

The combined market share of the major satellite channels exceeded 35%, meaning that more than one-third of the people watching television that night were tuned into the New Year's Eve concert.

"Don't hurt Daddy!" Another low shout, far more furious than the last. Before the dwarf could grab me, Guoguo had already seized him by the throat, and all the illusions vanished.

"Haha! I thought you had a sudden change of heart and came to apologize for your damned brother! I never expected you were actually eyeing my Silent Abyss and came here as your brother's lobbyist. What? Planning to use some trick to seize it?" I said mockingly.

We finally understood why even armor-piercing shells couldn't penetrate it. Even if you destroyed its scales, its body remained incredibly tough; even if you destroyed the body, its skeleton was still indestructible.

"Name your conditions! As long as they aren't too excessive, I can agree to them," Su Zhongjun said, laying his cards on the table.

"Don't panic. Come over, say a few words to your Brother Su, and beg him to save you. Both your life and the life of your unborn child are in his hands." In my panic, my neck was seized from behind, rendering me completely immobile.

"Yes!" Chi Ming seemed to have matured and grown more composed. Li Qiang noticed the change in him.

A thunderous boom shook me, nearly knocking me to the ground. The large man's expression froze as he was forced backward—no, he was sent flying. While still in mid-air, he spat out blood and let out a shrill scream as his arm twisted at an impossible angle, followed by a series of sickening cracks as it shattered.