Volume One, Chapter 18: Provocation

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Huo Runduo followed Chu Hanliang’s gaze and looked toward Qu Lan.
“What is it?” Huo Runduo asked Chu Hanliang.
Chu Hanliang didn’t answer but stepped forward toward Qu Lan, only to be stopped by Huo Runduo’s outstretched hand.
“I’ll go.”
Today was a day of great celebration for the Chu and Qu families; no matter what, Chu Hanliang could not lay a hand on Qu Lan, but as the lead investigator of the Liuying Street explosion case, Huo Runduo was fully authorized to act.
Huo Runduo asked Qu Lan kindly, “Did Qu Pan come to see you just now?”
Qu Pan’s room was directly opposite Qu Lan’s; it was impossible to believe this was mere coincidence. The arrangement was clearly so Qu Pan could meet Qu Lan.
Huo Runduo’s impression of Qu Lan was that of a person as gentle and refined as jade, with a good temperament, and upon hearing this, Qu Lan did not...
Madam Wang’s expression changed upon hearing this. She had witnessed firsthand how Jia Cong’s nursemaid treated him but never imagined such a thing could happen to Baoyu as well.
The mutated beast’s white, crashing fist descended like a massive hammer, utterly disproportionate compared to the fist cast by Dongfang Yunyang’s shadow.
Golden light burst forth suddenly, five-colored divine radiance blossomed like a lotus, and from the cliff’s base rose a teleportation array beloved by the cultivation sect.
Moreover, regardless of whether the other side believed it, the outward posture had to be maintained; now, I was playing the part of an outdated relic from an ancient era.
Even if trouble arose one day, with Liu Zhao’s decade-long operations in Jinling City, there would always be opportunities to hold ground.
Although her skin was tender and smooth, if you dared to make a move, she would make you feel the power of eighteen scratching claws.
The next day at the training ground, Di Qing instructed Hu Sanyuan to ignite a fireball. The explosion shook the ground, leaving a large crater. Di Qing stepped inside and saw that the hole was as tall as a child.
“Since you’ve already taken the money, and yet it was exposed on his own Weibo, do you think those people will spare Zhuo Wei?” Liu Yifei asked with a bright smile.

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“The Yao family is one of the few noble houses that have survived since ancient times. You suffered such a hidden loss; how could you willingly let her descend the mountain?” An Juntang knew the fire of anger burning deep in his heart.
“Guier... is my child. He said he would return early tonight. How could he still not be home now...” The elder’s words cleared the doubts in the alchemist’s mind.
Su Nuannuan sat back in the rear seat, somewhat frustrated, leaning against the seat back and pondering. Over the years, she had grown accustomed to sitting behind him.
Of course, although Zhou You’s tolerance for alcohol was legendary, heavy drinking still affected his spirits the next day, which naturally made him indifferent to complicated matters.
Besides, Shiliangce and Chu Lin again sent many free laborers. As the rainy season approached, considering safety, they temporarily refrained from going to sea, leaving many idle hands. Hearing that Ziliuli’s side needed help digging drainage ditches, they immediately sent people over.
Just as Chen Yitang hung up the phone, the doorbell rang. Jingyi rushed to open it, only to find Lei Shaotang, Lei Shaochen, and Lei Shaochen’s parents, Lei Yewei and Duan Yifei, standing outside. Jingyi immediately guessed their purpose and thought their actions were swift—perhaps the Lei family feared he might back out?
Zhou You truly admired Fang Sheng’s abilities. Honestly, without spiritual power, Zhou You’s jade gambling skills could only be comparable to Ning Yuanhao’s, slightly inferior to Fang Sheng’s.
Hesitating, the Wenzhou investor was about to raise his hand when the mysterious figure Zhou You mentioned finally acted—and it was a brutal strike.
“I quite like my personality; you needn’t say more!” Before the words fell, Feng Yu secretly set a black prison space—her earliest perfected technique—on the prisoner, attempting to trap him inside so she could escape.
Feng Yu no longer intended to evade. The time had come to face the problems she was meant to solve alone. A celestial spiritual force swept past You Ji’s feet; Feng Yu’s attack was elegantly dodged, but in doing so, she lost the advantageous position she once proudly held.
“It’s no longer an issue. Marquis, you should attend to your official duties first. I’ll have the servants prepare dinner; we shall eat together when you return.” Jun Yi looked at him calmly and spoke softly.
But I do not think so. What kind of society is this now? Besides, Zhang Muqing is not some married woman in her thirties; she’s only three or four years older. She is unmarried, I am single—why can’t we be together?
The Empress’s command was tantamount to tacitly favoring the Crown Prince’s side, but the Crown Prince was no longer within the young man’s consideration.
With a sharp rebuke, Lin Li unleashed a skill she had not fully mastered. Once, forcing herself to practice this technique left her unconscious for three days, but now she no longer cared.
Since learning the significance of the ten-million-kilowatt generator set, Wu Tian’s mindset had clearly destabilized. It was precisely this imbalance that drove Wu Tian to recklessly exchange for a nuclear fusion reactor. Now, faced with such a costly lesson, Wu Tian reluctantly calmed down.
These mechas were far superior to those in the virtual battle simulator, larger in size and more difficult to operate.

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The auctioneer announced the starting bid, but after a long pause, there was no response—a situation the auctioneer had anticipated.
At this moment, Li Yang felt more convinced than ever that the three of them had made a wise and courageous decision; this way, the sweet girl would not be disturbed.
He glanced anxiously at Su Qingrong beside him. With only seven or eight days left, if there was to be any succession ceremony for the clan leader, it would surely delay things by a day or two, leaving only six or seven days—his original confidence waned somewhat.
Li Yichen nodded, snatched the wine jug from old Su’s hand, and gulped down a mouthful to suppress his inner turmoil, lowering his head deep in thought.
What did they hear? This master not only wouldn’t trouble them but would instead help dispel their misfortunes?
Cultivation techniques provide strength bonuses to living beings. Some rare and powerful secret techniques contain benefits beyond words.
Tang Rao immediately obediently closed her eyes. The moment Shangguan Jin left, she opened them again, pouting: “He’s really angry; he’s truly angry.”
“Aunt, what do you mean by that?” Tan Zhimeng asked, though she already knew the answer. She had agreed to Xie Feiyuan’s plan—once in America, she would follow all arrangements to meet Qi Yu.
“You hurt me...” At that moment, she smiled through her tears, gently twisting her body to indicate the force was too great.
He habitually touched his chin; his jet-black eyes flashed with the sharpness of a hawk.
“Your servant pays respects.” Su Jingxi glanced sideways as he entered, hastily rising to bow but was promptly stopped.
Damon choked back sobs, as if about to chant a spell. His staff glowed faintly red, but then a force snapped his neck completely.
He reached out to tuck the quilt around her, quietly watching her sweet sleeping face. The day’s weary worries seemed to vanish in that moment.
Chen Tian stared in amazement at the white pill in his hand. The medicine had no immediate effect on him, but it might not be entirely useless—after all, invisibility was immensely useful, as assassins’ practice of invisibility techniques demonstrated.