Volume One, Chapter 23: Are you going to introduce Shen Ruzhi to President Yang?

Liu Wei began to analyze several flaws in Xiao Ao’s plan, fatal ones at that. If these weren’t resolved, Xiao Ao and his team simply wouldn’t be able to carry out their plan.

The vast majority of the remaining candidates, like Lei Yiming, had only grasped a single mystery.

Qi Manlin was so exasperated she felt helpless. Even if she arrested Li Fei now, the outcome would likely be the same as last time—he would swagger out of the police station as though nothing had happened.

Sure enough, the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen. Before long, Zhe Lang returned with news that was far from good.

Chen Guangrui? So this refined middle-aged man was Chen Guangrui, who was murdered at the Hongjiang ferry eighteen years ago? The father of Xuanzang? That’s right—Yin Wenjiao had once spoken of a star deity appearing in her dreams before she gave birth to Xuanzang. The star deity told her that her husband had been saved by the Dragon King and was out of mortal danger; it turns out the event was fulfilled here.

A Volkswagen pulled up at the gate of the Zhang family estate, where all the family members and guests waited outside. At this time, domestic officials still didn’t exclusively use Audi A6s; most senior leaders’ vehicles were Volkswagens.

Starting from Ye Mo’s room, the walls and even the distant courtyard walls bore a series of enormous five-fingered, palm-shaped holes, forming a path that stretched far beyond sight.

The remaining twenty martial artists, as Nangong Xian’er had mentioned before, had completed the second round of tests and could officially participate in the final round: a one-on-one duel, twenty advancing to ten.

“Boss, let’s hurry up and get out of here!” I approached Huang Tao and Zeng Lu, my face solemn as I spoke.

Li Fei swept his cold gaze like lightning, his aura exploding forth. Manager Chen was so terrified he clamped his mouth shut without thinking.

Qin Lan came running, panting, glanced at Mo Di and Nan Wu, and showed no reaction, as if it were perfectly normal.

“It’s the apartment my sister owns and the one she bought from your parents…” Zhou Ziming realized he couldn’t hide it from me any longer, so he confessed.

Qian Mo quickly stepped back, covering her mouth. Judging by the white-robed ghost officer’s appearance, she guessed correctly—he was indeed the elderly sage of immortal bearing.

But at that moment, a tremendous figure no less imposing than the first blocked Zhu Fenglong’s path. This newcomer also bore emerald green dragon scales, and his aura was strikingly similar.

In such circumstances, killing all one’s sub-bodies would be tantamount to exposing oneself directly.

“Qiqi, why are you all standing out there? The sun’s blazing! Hurry inside!” My father’s voice called from the hotel lobby.

East District Prosecutor Krieg, a man weighing close to two hundred and fifty pounds, was presently defending himself before all the prosecutors, furiously denouncing the recent scandals as mere rumors.

Yet in the years after his father left, the Lake God caused no trouble. Lin Mo wondered if his father had found the deity’s weakness—perhaps unable to destroy it, but at least able to suppress it temporarily.

News of the spiritual ore spread much farther than the Chen family had expected, reaching many powerful clans, though they were wary since the mine belonged to the Chens.

If Gordon were convinced by just a few words, Joey would have to worry about having entered some bizarre parallel universe.

Xiaoyao’s expression brightened; he quickly stowed the item in his spirit pouch, for now was not the time to linger over magical abilities.

Upon hearing they were to quarry stone, all one hundred men’s faces froze, then they looked to their general with pleading eyes.

When Zhang Ze said he’d bring her along, Diao Chan’s tears ceased instantly, her eyes shining as she fixed her gaze on Zhang Ze. As he nodded, Diao Chan wept again, but this time it was tears of joy.

The merfolk were able to recuperate, while the mechanical race was wiped out on Ye Su’s orders.

However, this outcome was met with opposition from the martial artists, for in their tradition, once a contestant leaves the ring, they cannot return to the arena.

Xiaoyao glanced around; here sat his old friends and family. Seeing their dread of the dark dealings, he felt uneasy himself.

I met your father there. The largest business owned by the Kerwinston family is there, which is actually a fencing network.

Though the vast spiritual sea was empty, the released spiritual energy was far purer and faster than before; concentration brings essence.

He valued the power that Peloris had displayed earlier. Although Hera was a much better negotiator, the Ace of Spades could not sense any danger from her.

On the second afternoon, Lin Chen changed his clothes and took a human skin mask from his storage bag.

To have an ancient relic recognize a master, a cultivator’s heart blood was needed; ordinary blood would only allow a preliminary recognition.

First, they concealed the number of cannons yesterday; then today, during the advance of their own artillery positions, they suddenly struck, leveling the advantage between the armies’ artillery.

Meanwhile, Bai Xinyu, the person at the center of it all, was leisurely sitting aboard a spirit boat, sipping monkey wine and eating spirit fruit, enjoying her days immensely.

Homework ensures that students study or review the material outside of class, so the teaching effect is improved.