Volume One, Chapter 37: President Rong Suffers a Setback with His Wife

Sang Haining possessed a strikingly vivid beauty. At home, she rarely dressed up, which lent her an air of gentle, endearing charm—the very image of a docile little wife. Now, however, clad in a suit with a sharp professional edge and sporting a vibrant, bold red lip, she exuded a rare, provocative allure, possessing a charm all her own.

"That is not the case. In my view, this technique is clearly the primary cultivation method of the Lone Blade. It explains why his 'World's Edge Verdict' was so breathtakingly brilliant back then. There is no issue with it; according to its description, it can indeed serve as a foundational cultivation method for the Tyrant Blade," Qingsongzi replied.

Blood Dagger had always held himself in high regard, and he felt that in a head-on confrontation, he would never have been as passive as he was now.

Despite this, everyone, including Ye Qing, would be lying if they said they weren't disappointed. The Tan Jiawan International Auto City was the absolute prime location for the Energy Service Center. If they had to move elsewhere, the sense of prestige brought by the International Auto City would vanish entirely.

After a brief exchange, they failed to reach any consensus. However, a sharp-eyed reporter noticed that in a back corner of the venue, a table was piled with hundreds of identical packaging boxes, arranged in a dense, uniform display, with three staff members standing guard, never leaving their posts.

"So it is Young Master Song." Only then did Qingsongzi notice that a stranger had appeared in the courtyard at some unknown moment.

To his surprise, this upgrade seemed to include a supplementation of fundamental knowledge, filling in the gaps he had previously felt.

But Lu Li was already satisfied. Dawn would not allow skills that were too game-breaking to exist, even if this skill had already disrupted the balance to some degree.

"There is no time like the present. Why don't you bring down a heavy rain, Dragon King?" Xu Hao shouted toward the West Lake, as if greeting an old friend.

The two sides had battled for such an age, a period so long that they had long since forgotten the original reason they had begun to fight.

"Yes!" Zheng Feng clearly sensed a momentary fluctuation in Meng Changsheng’s emotions; the tone of his voice had become noticeably more attentive when the Power Gang was mentioned. Though puzzled, he did not ask further and obediently acknowledged the order.

When he stepped out of the restaurant, the sky outside was just beginning to brighten. He had not expected the commotion to last until the next day. Looking up at the blue hue of the morning sky, he felt a profound sense of emotion.

It seemed that men were truly fickle. Because of this, one should never pin all their hopes on marriage; it was far more practical to rely on oneself. At the very least, one must never abandon oneself.

Between life and death lie both great terror and great opportunity. While life-or-death combat is perilous, it is also the most effective way to stir a person's hidden potential, often yielding far better results than mere meditation.

"Haha! Scream all you want! The louder you scream, the more excited I get!" Xie Zikun sneered, leaning over Su Su once more, and bit down on her snow-white chest.

"There were just so many things in the past. If you asked me to talk about them, I truly wouldn't know where to start. How about this? Once you are discharged, let's take Lirui and go home to stay with Mom and Dad for half a month!" He missed that home so much—the home that belonged to the two of them.

Huo Jingran nodded and pressed the power button. Their phones were specially designed to function on aircraft without interfering with the plane’s signals. Upon turning it on, Huo Jingran saw two messages.

Ignoring Di Qing's protests, Princess Shuangyang held him tightly, kissing his lips. As their tongues entwined, Di Qing felt a stir of passion. Princess Shuangyang stripped off her clothes, leaving Di Qing momentarily stunned. Suddenly, she pinned him down, their eyes locking, concealing a burning desire.

Lu Chao felt a bit weary. He snapped his fingers behind him, and immediately, a maid trembling with fear brought over a cup of tea.