Volume One, Chapter 21: Shen Yi, Do Me a Favor

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She was working for Haochang Corporation now, and no matter what, she ought to help Haochang secure this order.

If she told him the truth, he certainly would not let her go. Besides, she did not want Shen Yi to know that she had gone to Nangong Ting to ask for help on his behalf.

She recalled how, before the inspection team from the Banking Regulatory Bureau arrived, she and Zhang Caiyun had investigated several of Ma Dong’s corporate clients. Judging from their hesitant speech and evasive eyes, Ma Dong must have silenced them somehow.

Stoneheart thought that if he could master the art of making this knockout drug, then while he might not become invincible under heaven, there would certainly be few who could stand against him. When that happened, would it not be easy for the Sticky Pole Office to flourish and expand?

If Fourth Master truly managed to discover some secret to farming in the future and increase the grain output of the Great Qing, it would unquestionably be a great benefit to the nation and its people.

The similarities between those places were enough for them to make full use of, and they could still grasp the situation with precision.

Thus, Li Ai slowly shook her head, already too lazy to pay Wang Fei any attention. After all, that was simply the sort of person Wang Fei was—someone who loved watching trouble and never minded making matters worse. Li Ai had never placed much expectation on her to begin with.

But at that time, the results had yet to be released. She was still somewhat uneasy about Su Peiqin. Now that the ratings had come out, her heart relaxed considerably. Only ability was truly dependable.

When Xue Fanxin woke from her sleep, Ye Jiushang was already gone. She found nothing strange about it; Ajiu had probably gone off to attend to some matters again.

Before they knew it, the two had been talking for a long time. Looking outside, they saw that the once-dark sky had begun to lighten.

Someone asked whether there was any way to settle the matter. There was: have a fight. If you could win, fine—you had a point. If you could not, then kindly take back what you said.

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The old Daoist was short, barely five feet tall. Because of his advanced age, he had developed something of a wasp waist. He wore a bronze-colored Daoist robe, with a pair of male-and-female swords hanging beneath his left ribs.

Ten minutes passed, then twenty. Li Linlang still had not replied to her editor, Wutongshu. Wutongshu opened their chat window once more and sent Li Linlang another message.

The atmosphere between them froze, and both sank into dejection. Zaohe Yazi could be said to have changed the course of both their lives. Although she had long since died, that did not mean she had vanished. To this day, she still lived in both their hearts.

Her stepfather grew more irritable with each passing day. He slept at home during the day and did not rise until nightfall. At mealtimes, he drank heavily, and once he had finished, he began cursing her mother. Her mother had been frightened into tears countless times, and he was terrified as well.

The logic of this analysis was sound, but Li Zhe’s greatest advantage was that he remembered the exact score of the game. Before his rebirth, he had personally written the report on that match: 76–57, a one-point margin securing a twenty-point victory. Barkley had run straight into an iron wall.

Keywords: facing the test, restricted movement, sacrifice, rebirth through fire, egoism, lack of patience, punishment, broad learning, selfless love.

The instant he saw Chen Feng drinking, the ironclad military spirit he had forged over the past few years melted away.

This young man’s greatest source of income now was probably framing Lin Zhaolun. Once that avenue was cut off, the scheme would naturally fall apart.

Xiao Lang continued calling Liang Fei’s phone. Everyone spread out beneath the tree and began helping search for it.

If he failed to act soon, the ice blade’s attack would trigger the shield of the magic energy-gathering ring, and he would be defeated.

Qin Fan was startled and abruptly woke up. Only then did he remember that the previous night, he and Dong Wanrou had eaten supper at a barbecue stall and seemed to have drunk quite a lot. Then, when he had escorted Dong Wanrou back to her apartment and was preparing to leave, he seemed to have been pushed down by the drunken Dong Wanrou...

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Black smoke was actually rising from the skull’s eye sockets? Was a ghost at work? Or had they unknowingly triggered some mechanism? Was the black smoke poisonous?

Who would have thought that Istar, once so boundlessly bold and heroic, would say something like that? Clearly, even he had lost all hope in his heart.

“Senior Brother, I don’t like this welcoming gift.” Tie Long rubbed his forehead and said, deeply annoyed.

There were ten beads in the prayer bracelet, each one black and gleaming, with an exceptionally fine patina. Yet no matter how one looked at it, it seemed to be nothing more than an ordinary bracelet of red sandalwood beads. Still, Wang Junxiao vaguely sensed that it was not as simple as it appeared. Perhaps this was the instinct of a so-called veteran player.

After leaving the hospital, Liang Fei went straight to the city theater. Once he had contacted Fang Jieru by phone, he began listening to the traditional Chinese medicine experts give their lectures.

The flames burned the green fur, but in the next instant, something astonishing happened to Li Qingfeng: the red flames he had unleashed could not burn the green fur away. The green fur contained a terrifying aura that seemed to have reached an extraordinarily powerful level.

Xie Wuji and the other two exchanged a glance before leaping into the air together and rushing toward the fallen tree. They saw that the pine had grown in the southeastern corner of a large courtyard. The courtyard was empty, yet for some inexplicable reason, the enormous pine had snapped as soon as the wind blew, crushing half of the surrounding wall.

Because the two families had maintained a close relationship for many years and regarded each other as family, whenever something happened at Jing Miaoyu’s home, Xue Yunze would always lend a hand.

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