Chapter 109: The Boss's Identity Revealed

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The moment Shu Pan saw her start cursing, she didn’t hesitate and slapped the other side of her face again.
It was precisely because Chu Xinyan failed to fulfill her promise that she was dragged back into the room.
Looking at Lü Bu, tears brimmed in his eyes and streamed down his face; it was clear he could no longer contain his longing.
“This is truly an unwise decision. The garden will take up so much land—how long will it take for the hotel to break even?” Shu Pan furrowed her brow.
Such remarks angered Ilona deeply, yet she found herself powerless to retort. Now that Wentworth demonstrated his remarkable foresight, everything made sense.
If his unprofessional attitude spread throughout the industry, other directors and even actors would likely hesitate to work with him in the future.
Ma Chao, styled Mengqi, was the eldest illegitimate son of Ma Teng. From a young age, he served as a chief general in Ma Teng’s army, fighting fiercely on many battlefields. He was nicknamed “Strong” for his extraordinary vigor and already stood as the most valiant warrior in Ma Teng’s forces.
Cui Yun glanced back two or three times out of lingering unease, only relaxing once she confirmed the man in the blue robe wasn’t pursuing her.
She regulated her breathing little by little, and only when her number was called did she spot her roommate arriving late.
The old Duke’s hands ached not only from gout but also from years of accumulated fatigue, making the pain unbearable to ordinary people.
They hardly noticed the earlier skirmish inside the Zhang residence since Zheng Qingyan’s use of sorcery to eliminate enemies was almost silent and unseen.
Then, suddenly turning his body to the right, he crossed his legs, folded his knees fully, and squatted, raising the heel of his left foot, settling into a resting stance.
Morin was delighted to discover that the previously incompatible Nine Netherfire and Purple Thunder could perfectly merge and be separated at will—a surprising and joyful revelation.

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In this era, many struggled desperately just to survive, but Tan Mingyang was different.
If another batch of civilians died because of lax defenses, Nie Fei felt he deserved to be dismissed.
After all, Lady Xiao hailed from Dayin; spending hard-earned family money to support the people of Xiliang and then attempting to reclaim Xiliang seemed like a fool’s dream to her—effectively throwing silver into the water, which she certainly resented.
Guan Shanjiao feigned ignorance, saying, “Of course, no matter what, the authorities will bring the culprit to justice.” With that, he bowed and left the stone pavilion.
Countless items were swallowed whole by the spatial rift, then shattered into fragments.
The roar was so loud that everyone at the office heard it clearly; this fierce outburst nearly shattered Ye Long’s eardrums as he huddled near the microphone.
Morin possessed not only powerful body refinement techniques but also spirit-level skills, something Mu Tan never expected.
“They’re coming. What shall we do?” Uneasy, Uenqi received Falug’s inquiry in his heart, his mind in turmoil and utterly lost.
But when they finally clashed, it became clear that Nanwuxiang’s footwork, integrated into his swordplay, was truly elusive and unpredictable, causing many setbacks under Zhuque’s blade.
Moreover, the original demonic realm’s power struggle between demons and spirit beasts had fundamentally shifted. Now the spirit beast tribe dominated alone. If the boat people wished to maintain dignity on Zuyun Mountain, an alliance with the demons to jointly resist the aggressive spirit beasts was inevitable.
At this moment, there were notable figures here—Xue Rengui had brought Zhou Yu and Huang Zhong from Jingzhou. Notably, although Zhou Yu was barely over ten years old, he already bore the bearing of a seasoned strategist.
“Odjiu seems intent on destroying this place. Lu Qi indeed couldn’t defeat it,” Odestin said calmly.
He felt that within just a few minutes, the image of his fiancée in his heart had shattered into irreparable fragments.

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For hours on end, Uenqi pondered deeply, seeking a solution. Yet the rift between the boat people and the spirit beasts was irreparable. Or rather, the spirit beasts finally found a perfect excuse to sever ties with the boat people—and they clung to it.
Like a mad scientist obsessed with research to the exclusion of all else, such extremism was hardly beneficial to the empire as a whole.
Candida was utterly astonished as she fixed her gaze on the Shadow Crystal, where the Demon Emperor Tak Eberlon appeared. Though still imposing, his eyes flickered with anxiety.
The onlookers were startled, then suddenly understood, erupting into scattered laughter.
Given the presence of many powerful beings nearby, Luo Ningxin initially dared not speak to Xu Dinglin, fearing any misstep would be overheard.
She lowered her gaze, looking at the broad, upright back in her sight, suddenly feeling a deep sense of security. Her body trembled slightly; she gently freed herself, lifted her head, and met his eyes. In those clear, profound eyes lay intense tenderness and profound pity.
As she spoke, a melancholic shadow crept over Mao Xinxin’s face. Concerned, she had confided the day’s events involving Meng Diexian to Meng Yanqing after the banquet, asking if Meng Diexian had returned safely.
At dawn, the nurse came in to set up an IV drip for Jiang Se, who was to be discharged that morning.
In that instant, Yun Niang felt as if a venomous snake had fixed its gaze on her, ready to strike and kill her instantly, her scalp tingling and her back growing cold.
Rarely, Madam Miedie also appeared this time. She sat quietly in a secluded spot, somewhat distant from the emperor. Though the emperor intended her to sit beside him, Madam Miedie glanced at the empress’s sullen face and declined politely, choosing instead to sit behind several concubines.