Volume One, Chapter 81: Outwitting the Malicious Woman, Acclaim Surges, A Win-Win Situation!

Everything left Li Yan utterly bewildered. With no other option, she called her sisters, inviting them to join her in visiting Wang Ling. They were all siblings—when something like this happened to one of them, it was only right to go and see for themselves.

As soon as the office door swung open, Lu Anning spotted her two little “bundles of flesh” running over to her, burrowing into her arms with a look of grievance.

Cecil was pounding fiercely, as if he could vent all his dissatisfaction through those motions. He breathed heavily in a low voice, with beads of alluring sweat shimmering on his brow; his bare torso was sturdy and pale.

Kang Jinlong urged him not to disgrace the reputation of the Xuan Alliance—one should act when it was time to act. But if Kang Jinlong had known that Qianxing would simply clear the field outright, he would have been dumbstruck. Wasn’t the Xuan Alliance always winning hearts with virtue? If there must be a fight, surely it couldn’t be fought like this.

The solution that Butterfly Xiaomeng came up with turned out to be workable indeed; he passed this ordeal with ease.

Yan Jian, already terrified of being caught, withdrew his hand at the sound of my cough, instantly pretending nothing had happened.

At this moment, both Chen Xian and Li Xianjie’s expressions soured. The two had always looked down on each other, each wanting to prove themselves superior.

Lin Wan’er never expected that even someone like Charles, a foreigner, would be targeted by the owner of this shop. Wasn’t that far too bold?

Ren He ultimately did not become a scientist; after growing up, he realized it wasn’t his true passion. Yet he hoped the children would pursue their dreams, for only by venturing out could they make better choices.

The hazy steam clouded his eyes, and Qi Yuanzhang suddenly burst into laughter. Raindrops pattered on his face, winding and flowing like a creek.

Was he warning her not to forget what had happened, not to let that day slip from her mind? Or was it rather a “flowers for beauty” gesture, deliberately sent to entice her?

Upon this fleeting thought, the Crown Prince Ying Tai’s aura shifted once more, revealing an endless sovereign majesty. He reached for the sky, and instantly violet clouds swept across it, obscuring the heavens.

At that moment, the Dragon Ancestor had no idea what Ding Buer was thinking. If he had known, he would have exchanged not just hundreds of thousands of spirit stones but even millions to get that white jade token back. Spirit stones mattered little to him, but that white jade token was one of his most treasured possessions, brought out only to repay Ding Buer.

“So, can we simply tell him what will happen in the future?” Shen Bing said.

Recognizing who it was, she lifted her foot in displeasure and nudged him, then rubbed her eyes and rose, still grumbling, following the figure out of the room.

In the next instant, Fire Phoenix charged at Chu Yu with sudden ferocity. Even from a distance, Chu Yu could feel the searing heat radiating from Fire Phoenix.

Such overreactive behavior was beyond Yue Chunshan’s control. He didn’t want to be this way, but after surviving the carnage of the Vietnam battlefield, his psyche had never relaxed. Sometimes, in the depths of night, he still dreamed of smoky, blood-soaked scenes, waking suddenly and uncertain of where he was.

The Lord of the Purple Light Demon Tower found itself in a dilemma. Having just sensed Sang Ruo’s presence, it wanted to drag her into its nightmare realm.

Wu Yong, seeing this unfold, nearly ground his silver teeth to dust. After a moment’s silence, he sat cross-legged once more, resuming his practice of the secret technique.

“Also, where is Bogaru now? I couldn’t find it on Earth—only discovered another spatial lifeform.” Hikari had grown a little more deferential, looking at Lin Chong as if unwilling to lie.

Qin Chen’s words were light, only five syllables, but they caused Yang Yue and Yue Jianrong’s faces to change dramatically.

—Blood rushed to his head; had Meng Qi not exerted all his self-control, some unsightly reaction would surely have occurred.

Qin Chen, for his part, failed to see it, but Zhao Jingtian and Zhang Yulou's auras were quite similar, and Zhang Yulou only managed to take third place.

Immediately, the storage bracelet transformed, at his will, into a nondescript wristwatch.

And he himself—supposed to charge forward, finishing the job and reinforcing the breach as backup—was blocked, thanks to the opponent’s well-prepared actions.

Suddenly, she sprang up without warning: “I drank too much yesterday, I’m still not sober. What happened just now wasn’t what I intended, I... I...” I didn’t even know what I meant to say.

“Damn it, whatever happens, happens.” The driver gritted his teeth, started the car, and began inching forward, slowly but surely, gaining a bit more hope with each step.

Ran Sinian signaled for Qu Zichong to lift the plastic sheet—he wanted to see the body. Having come all this way, he could not miss the chance to examine the corpse.

Without warning, his body felt utterly alien, as if manipulated by Darcy. Yet the sensation and experience were indescribably wonderful, surpassing everything Anno had ever known.

Su Chen was well aware of this and had no intention of pursuing responsibility; still, no matter what, he felt uneasy—perhaps because he couldn’t stand seeing others touch Chris?

“I understand. If three families lose the same item, the police are sure to take notice.” Ran Sinian affirmed Fu Qiang's judgment, then took the European-style castle craft handed to him from Fu Qiang’s backpack.