Chapter 38: Why Was I So Foolish-A coadjuvante descartável desperta, e o príncipe do círculo de Pequim se ajoelha chorando de arrependimento.(dez mil grãos)

Song Xixi raised her eyes to look at Song Yanyan, a meaningful smile curling at the corners of her lips. "You flatter me, sister. People change; after suffering so much out there, it would be quite foolish to remain the same."

Song Kang finally could not help but interject, "Xixi, don't go too far! Don't think that just because you've achieved some success at the Dake Group, you can do whatever you please."

He had called this "daughter" back today to see what kind of scheme she was up to.

If this gambit succeeded, his Myriad Demon Valley would not only avoid a war with Thunder Mountain but would instead gain them as an incredibly important ally.

The sharp sound, capable of piercing metal and shattering stone, clearly indicated that its power had reached a terrifying level.

Deeming the area unsafe, they prepared to temporarily relocate to a nearby town, where an old friend of Master Jiading resided and could provide them with temporary shelter.

Tang Tang was smiling as usual, her eyes narrowed into slits, chatting away with them with great enthusiasm.

Was this all it took... to destroy Jin Feng, who had died smiling under the same brilliant sunshine as that day, his eyes flickering with a faint, shimmering light?

"Why is this space filled only with trees, with nothing else to be found? How strange! Do you know what is going on?" Feng Yixiang asked, gesturing toward the forest below.

"The Heavenly Eye is a profound mystical ability. Once mastered, one can observe the finest details, see across ten thousand miles, pierce through illusions, and discern the subtlest truths. Beyond that, it allows one to observe the Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, the flow of spiritual veins, the flaws in formations, and the strength of auras," Elder Yang Liu explained with a smile.

Ye Haoyang paused for a moment, closed the presidential palace model, and opened another data packet, revealing numerous weapon component models to everyone.

The thousand men led by Ye Jing either fell into hidden traps or died under the swords of the Tang family.

"Is that so?" Wang Hu appeared calm on the surface, but his heart tightened. He knew that the Black Water Legion’s lair contained a hundred warriors with combat prowess equal to Nezha. Where did Long Zhan get the confidence to destroy that place with only himself and the Dragon Guards?

After a night of snowfall, the villa courtyard was blanketed in white, and the road was covered in a two-inch layer of ice topped with thick, fresh snow.

The blade of his axe seemed to slice through overlapping space; its extreme speed distorted the air, and the blood-stained edge hooked through dimensions, striking Black Demon from multiple angles.

"Hmph, good-for-nothing. You'll be the death of me one day," his father said, his voice laced with agitation. The mere mention of his son was enough to fuel his endless fury.

Relying on his status as Jiang Haonan's trusted aide, Jiang Wang felt he had significant influence over Jiang Hongyu and was certain the latter would obediently listen to him.

It was difficult to judge a victor now; both had fought to such an extent that declaring either a loser would be unfair.

Yadong ran through the Green Tree Forest without daring to look back. The wind roared against his ears, and his eyes grew dizzy from the monotonous shifting of green, eventually leaving him with a splitting headache.

Su Yunliang looked at the crowd with a faint, mocking smile. Seeing them unable to refute her, she knew the matter was already half-won.

"Stop it, I want to sleep." Shen Qingwu impatiently pushed Gu Jingfeng’s face away and buried her head into the soft silk bedding, murmuring under her breath.

Feng Ji added, "What? Are you afraid?" His tone had turned teasing.

After the meal, Yun Ziqi brought Su Yanran to the Purple Class, where they were met with stares the moment they stepped inside.

Hearing Li Daniu’s words, Su Jiujiu had not yet responded when suddenly, a loud, crisp rumbling sound erupted from her stomach.

There was no need to discuss feelings; since the other party had let go first, she would naturally turn and walk away with grace.

This kind of raw, uncut jade—priced reasonably—could satisfy both her cultivation needs and her desire for wealth. How could she give it up just because of a word from Wu Shan?

But now, Qing Yue claimed he had been found lying alone by the river. Could that really be true?

In a daze, Mei Yang recalled the words of her master, Zhang Daoqing, and her senior brother, Ji Yeli: the essence of cultivation is not merely mastering mystical arts, but above all, cultivating the heart—to remain as calm as still water regardless of what one encounters.

Ye Mohan spoke in a gentle voice, yet his gaze toward Feng Wuhun was as vigilant as if he were guarding against a wolf.

"Good, I will hold your hand, and we will walk the path of our lives together!" Dongfang Yu smiled tenderly. At this moment, looking at the person in his arms, a surge of emotion welled up from the depths of his heart, crashing repeatedly like ocean waves.

Moreover, having already endured so much gossip and speculation from the outside world, she now had to face Bi Qianmo’s family.

After speaking, she picked up her teacup, took a sip to moisten her throat, and looked at Shao Anmin, saying nothing more.

At the federal government’s progress report meeting, Clinton spoke with passion. The government had achieved remarkable results that year. Although he was not the architect of the policies, as the executor, he deserved a significant share of the credit.

"Take them away and await further handling." John suppressed his anger as he ordered the special agents to lead William Perry and several senior Defense Department officials away. He truly feared he might lose control and pull his gun on this bastard.

Now that Lu Chen had belittled him with a few words, his heart turned cold. Though he didn't show it, a rift had already formed.

Su Junhua knew his appearance while treating Yang Yulian was far from dignified, but in saving a life, every second counted. How could he have the leisure to worry about such things? Was his face more important than a human life?

"Hua Zai is just a street thug; there’s nothing he wouldn't do. He knows a bit of medicine, and his methods to harm Chun Ni and her child could be beyond our imagination. We might not even be able to catch him in the act."

With a flurry of chaotic footsteps, most of the people in the temple followed the Asura disciples through the secret door toward the legendary "Field of Reeds." The smoke had thinned, and visibility had improved; the two sides remaining in the hall immediately clashed again.

This might be partly due to the departure of several veterans from the music conservatory, resulting in a decline in strength, but that was not the primary reason.