Chapter 53: I Never Expected Him to Appear Here

Song Kang interrupted him, waving his hand irritably, "Deny it? What if the evidence is leaked? It will only make matters worse by then."
The PR director was left speechless, having no idea what to do next.
The Song Corporation's stock hit its lower limit straight away.
The entire living room fell into a dead silence, broken only by the incessant notification chimes from their phones.
Song Yanyan was intensely shooting on the film set.
Immersed entirely in her role, she was completely unaware of the surroundings.

High up on the mountain peak, the demons of the Heavenly Demon tribe let out beastly roars as they saw their general on the verge of fusing with the Divine Sea.
By this time, his backside was thoroughly chafed. Even though his garments were a precious treasure, they could not withstand a whole day of friction, and his trousers were already stained with blood.
Today was New Year's Eve. Countless lights illuminated the night as families celebrated the arrival of another new year. A lively atmosphere filled the Chen family residence in Fangcheng City, where they were currently welcoming two extremely distinguished guests.
"Damn it, aiming for my head? Prepare to die!" Gao Feng channeled all his resentment into the steel pipe in his hand. Although he didn't dare to actually beat me to death, he was determined to cripple at least one of my legs.
"Don't tell me our house has been robbed," Li Weidong said, eyeing Gao Jin with an unfriendly gaze.
"Uncle Deng, isn't this just a class reunion? It happened by chance that we all gathered together," I explained with a smile from the side.
Aside from the strange talisman stickers, video, and music features in the mall, my wristband's most practical function was actually practicing inner breath techniques.
With a single step onto Wuwu Peak, Xiao Shanhe's figure flashed toward the mid-mountain slope. Those following closely behind him looked on in astonishment as the nine-meter-tall mountain gate of Wuwu Peak suddenly collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Hehe, you should know that your mother and I are farmers. We wouldn't feel right leaving our land," Li Zhongxiao directly declined. He was unwilling to leave the land where he had lived his entire life.
"Time and place. Let me know once you've decided," Xiao Shanhe said, turning around to leave the classroom, then went downstairs, got in his car, and drove away from the school.
Mo Yao was slightly stunned, raising her head to look at Lan Qing. Her gaze was filled with surprise, hesitation, inquiry, lingering attachment, and reluctance to part—complex and hard to decipher.
A wave of numbness washed over Ning Haolong's hands, though it did not affect his reaction time. He abruptly raised his arm to block Qian Yifei's kick, yet failed to withstand the sheer force behind it. With a loud bang, Ning Haolong's body was sent flying sideways.
Yun Zi restored everything in the thatched cottage to its original state, then quickly led A Mo to the edge of the hot spring and jumped in without hesitation. The bottom of the hot spring was very deep; anyone who couldn't swim wouldn't be able to dive down at all. Fortunately, both Yun Zi and A Mo were excellent swimmers.
Guan Tingyun helped Qian Chengwei out of the car, and Gunzi bent down as he climbed out from the back. Leaning against the Toyota Land Cruiser, he cast a sideways glance at Qian Guozhong. This child who once idolized him had truly grown up, far beyond his imagination.
"Publish this photo online, hire some internet promoters to manage the public relations properly, and notify all major newspapers to announce our upcoming wedding." Since Wu Qi was already making his move, she had to do something herself to ensure the Yue family suffered no losses.
By this point, Qian Yifei finally saw through it: Brother Cai's move was specifically targeted at Zheng He, and the minor scrape was merely a pretext.
Xia Zhongshan's expression was grim beyond words, yet he had no choice but to shoulder the completely unconscious Wang Qieyi and leave. He knew that any beating he took today was in vain; the man surnamed Xiong before them was not someone just anyone could mess with—leave alone them, even Zhao Baichuan couldn't touch him casually.
Now that the Illusion God spell had been interrupted, trying to cast it again was out of the question since Leng Qianqiu was already on guard. Success was no longer possible, especially now that Leng Qinghe had rushed to the scene.
Ling Feng figured that was all he could do for now. Even at this moment, he still wasn't truly willing to return to Yan'an; he merely felt his own strength was too meager and intended to use them to solve his problems.
Ling Wei's mind remained hazy, and seeing Yu Xinyan didn't bring her much clarity either. The weather had turned quite chilly, and Ling Wei was reluctant to leave the warmth of her quilt.
Yi Mo glanced briefly at the old man. No matter how closely Yi Mo examined him, whether casually or intently, he appeared to be nothing more than an utterly ordinary elderly man, devoid of the slightest trace of anything unusual.
Yun Shang watched in horror as the spiritual beast, which had been docile just moments before, suddenly began to roar frantically and snarl as if it wanted to devour everyone present.

Ying Hong governed the ten-thousand-mile waters of the Tuo River, single-handedly bringing stability to this once monster-infested territory. Even if there were demon kings in the surrounding mountains, none dared to act as unbridled as before.
Although Chen Yuting indicated that the Divine Realm would eventually swallow reality, nobody knew when that day would come. And weren't these successive upgrades just like the virtual games he used to play?
The simulation of the chess pieces' movements extrapolated their subsequent actions and behaviors. It even simulated how the other factions would respond once a specific piece made a particular decision.
Pope's strength surpassed Hart's. For someone like him to call for backup meant his opponent must possess some real capability.
Two minutes passed. The two of them went back and forth, bickering and treating her entirely like thin air. Shielded behind Hao Xinqing, she didn't even get a clear look at Lin Jiazhi's face.
Feng Tiange glanced at them. These individuals were just ordinary candidates who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and had always submitted to Feng Tianqin.
Roughly three hours later, night descended upon the Tiancang Mountains. Having briefly fed, Yi Mo flew back to the clan settlement of the Changyou tribe.
After parting ways, Fentou, Old Yi, and Liu Yudi—the three descendants of Sanqing—set off together once more, heading straight to Li Ming泽's residence in Yanshi.
"That's wonderful. Then many thanks, Madam Xue." Chu Feng did not refuse. He genuinely needed assistance right now, and Nangong Lan taking the initiative to cooperate couldn't be better.
"Ninth Prince, although you wish to conceal the fact that you can cultivate, having some personal strength is still a good thing."
Xiao Meiyou's stunningly beautiful face was, at this moment, suffused with a trace of utter bewilderment, completely failing to comprehend the situation.
"The army has mutinied. Do you have any idea what the consequences will be?" Wang Xiao asked in an icy tone, sweeping his gaze over the hundreds of surrounded Heavenly Wolf warriors. These men had once been his brothers, comrades-in-arms, and fellow members of the Heavenly Wolf.