Volume One, Chapter 21: Recklessness

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As the civilized stick hit the ground, Qu Hanzhi looked aggrieved. "Pan'er," he said. "How can you be so partial to that little brat?"

Returning from outside, Huo Runduo saw the scene and jumped onto the stage, loudly announcing, "Ladies and gentlemen, the wedding of Chu Zhenhai and Qu Lan concludes here. Now, please welcome the newlyweds—the Young Marshal and the Young Marshal's wife—to the stage..."

Is this how it’s played? The crowd exchanged glances before erupting into warm applause.

Thanks to Qu Hanzhi's civilized stick, Chu Hanliang escaped a mishap. He puffed out his chest and raised his head, pressing Qu Pan's hand into his arm as they ascended the stage.

Standing before the guests on the platform, Qu Pan was trapped by Chu Hanliang’s long arm around her slender waist, unable to escape.

Chu Hanliang spoke loudly, "My wife married me in haste back then, and the wedding was quite rushed..."

Now, they owed Old Sun a huge favor. This thing looked expensive; otherwise, why would most people run to the martial arts school for strength tests?

Because even after the story’s conclusion, the characters within it continued moving forward. The goal above them was what they would pursue next.

She knew Heishan had ulterior motives but never expected these people to be bold enough to sell the corpse of Heishan’s father.

The others merely stood outside the grand formation, tossing something in their hands with swift, clean motions.

Zhou Yang coughed softly twice, then, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, slowly spoke.

Several people invited two elders to the main seats inside, while Liu Yifei and Wang Jia sat close to their respective mothers.

Having gained some understanding of his own strength, according to the thirteen levels of the Xuanlong technique, he was only at the peak of Qi refinement, equivalent to the mid-stage internal force of ancient martial arts.

Dao Mei could be considered a hybrid hero, capable of both team fights and solo carrying. Especially on the IG side, where there was no truly solo carrying hero lineup, 369’s potential was considerable.

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Zheng Yue clenched his teeth and nervously bit his lip, glancing at the reporters. The reporters exchanged looks, waiting for a long time without hearing him speak. Growing impatient, one asked again.

Huai Zhen had kept silent but suddenly burst into laughter, not even knowing why herself.

Yun Xia immediately widened her eyes, as if saying, “What did you just say? I didn’t mishear, did I? Why are you telling me only now?”

Qin Jinyu smiled gently, a pure smile imbued with sunshine and innocent romance; Zongzheng Lingyun’s smile seemed warm too, but on closer look, it subtly carried a weary acceptance of the world’s hardships.

Jiang Si thought she was particularly simple-minded. Upstairs, the corridor was close to the osmanthus tree; if she stretched out her hand, she could almost touch it.

The agreed checkout time was eleven o’clock; the two slept until nine. In fact, Huai Zhen had woken up around seven, knowing that he had driven from Salt Lake City to Kansas City and probably hadn’t slept well last night. If the hotel hadn’t stopped serving breakfast at 9:30, she might have let him sleep until ten.

Thinking further, perhaps Wen Xi and Han Yu were connected? Han Yu was so protective of Han Sui; surely it wasn’t just because Han Sui was a blood relative of the Han family.

Suddenly, the bed creaked loudly, as if the walls themselves trembled along.

Seeing Lin Cha in a skirt, Qin Moshang’s eyes brightened, his smile deepening.

Second Brother Wang used to be indifferent; naturally, Second Sister-in-law was too, and they seemed not very familiar. A bit nervous, palms sweaty.

Jie Jiangli had just used his special ability to sense Yuchuan, but was detected by Yuchuan’s three-tailed entity, which immediately unleashed its power, causing the sensation Jie Jiangli had just felt.

Upon reaching the second floor, he saw his mother and Xue Rengui’s mother holding hands affectionately, chatting and laughing as Morning Fei approached.

Li Shimin, needless to say, barely ate because the spicy hotpot irritated him; most of the meat ended up in Li Yuan and Morning Fei’s stomachs. Though not full, he felt awkward to ask for more.

Wu Xinlei was caught off guard; Chen Ning could only scatter some medicinal powder while using the third move of Tai Chi to push the man away with his shoulder and press Wu’s elder’s acupoint.

The western market had far more perfume orders than the eastern market; Morning Fei quickly calculated and found the number to be 913 bottles.

But he wasn’t targeting everyone here; he kept catching Li Zifeng for consecutive toasts.

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By now, Kakashi had been tempered by the fires of war, radiating the sharpness of a blade drawn from its sheath.

Regarding Rong Yi’s face, it had mostly healed. Compared to Amman’s earlier loss of composure upon seeing her true appearance, he could now remain calm.

Even Xue Rengui present was somewhat stunned by the scene, turning to look toward the hotel, silently murmuring.

Listening to Gu Zhan’s light words, Xu Nian turned his head with a slight snort, then collapsed onto the bed, pulling the covers over his head, looking like a sulking child.

Xu Hai clapped his hands; Xia Yu evidently felt the clapping disturbed her singing and instinctively grabbed Xu Hai’s hand. Originally wanting him to stop clapping, the gesture instead created a subtle intimacy.

Just as Hao Xinyan hesitated, a beige figure appeared at the stairwell’s corner—Zhao Yi descended, and Hao Xinyan’s heart quietly rejoiced.

"Go back and tell your Sea Emperor to pray to your Sea God. Tell your Sea God to come out and fight me. If your cowardly sea god Poseinia keeps hiding, I will conquer the seven seas and wipe your sea clan from this world!" Jiang Ran shouted fiercely.

Around nine in the evening, four reconnaissance squads encountered the main force on their return. A scout reported that the Japanese airfield was located on the island’s west side, by the sea, about five kilometers from the eastern military port. Currently, the airfield had no guards, and the Japanese pilots were mostly on standby at the airfield.

The man was clearly startled, glanced back at him, then turned away, burying his head in his knees, continuing to wail loudly.

This was completely unexpected by Lin Xi. Although he possessed the artifact of rebirth, he was not clairvoyant. He knew nothing about Che Xiaoru’s awareness of his ties to Dongsheng home appliance market and the plan to use this as a foothold against him.

Helping was actually simple. Lu Gang’s idea was to take the stage himself; as long as he won, he believed Ling Feng would not dare object.

"Don’t worry. If you can’t make it here, come find me in the southern city. Here’s my number!" Lin Yang said, handing the phone to Feng Fei, who blinked in surprise. "Was what you said before not true?" He referred to the information Lin Yang gave after interrogation.

The United States Number One National Bank—this was the name of David’s bank. From this name alone, one could imagine the conviction with which David’s great-grandfather founded this enterprise. Four generations and 150 years of effort led to today’s success.

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Although Shangmei Factory was in decline, it had accumulated many classic intellectual properties in its heyday, tightly holding the copyrights. Though its performance in animation and film was mediocre now, it lived comfortably through various licensing deals.