It seems you really never learn your lesson.

Ye Chunxi suddenly stood up from her seat, her gaze as sharp as a blade.

Without a second word, she grabbed the water glass in front of her and hurled its contents straight at Song Yanyan without the slightest hesitation.

"Splash!" Water scattered everywhere, and Song Yanyan took the full brunt of it.

She froze on the spot instantly, her makeup washed into a blurry mess by the water.

"You... how dare you splash me?!" Her eyes widened, her voice so sharp it practically pierced the eardrum.

The assassin entered a room, stripped off her black night-walker attire, and changed into a set of dark guard robes.

She had seen the aurora many times, but no two times were ever the same. The ever-changing scenery of nature always brought pleasant surprises. The green waterfall slowly underwent a subtle transformation, its edges resembling blooming green spider lilies, breathtakingly beautiful.

"I heard you Huaxia people like a game called Fried Golden Flower. I’d like to play that with you. It’s completely fair for you—one hand decides the winner. What do you say?" Jack looked at Qin Tian with a smile.

"Silence!" At this moment, the Golden-Winged Roc King let out a direct roar toward the many fierce beasts. Having reached this point, they naturally could not boost the morale of others while diminishing their own prestige.

Just as Pang Feng trapped the Poison Daoist within the barrier, a figure materialized directly behind Pang Feng.

The other bigwigs also exchanged glances and nodded. Clearly, Jiang Wei's approach left them very satisfied.

Chu Lin gazed at him, his eyes filled with admiration and affection, giving Lin Jingsheng goosebumps all over his body.

"He said his brother has only ever asked you for a favor at most once. He also said that if there's any part of the Mirror Record you can't get your hands on this time, he won't want it anymore, and it won't matter," Uncle Yun relayed Fierce Tiger's exact words to the old man.

Nanwan Township, immediately adjacent to Nanshan Town, shared a border and sat close by, both belonging to the mountainous region.

Tens of thousands of armored soldiers surged into motion, deep blue flames tearing across the firmament, leaving the entire starry sky resplendent.

"Forty thousand yuan?" Dropping the price by another ten thousand mid-sentence, Teng Haiyang was left utterly dumbfounded by his massive, consecutive price cuts.

The cavern shook violently, as if on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, this aura raged for only a few breaths before Chen Nan forcefully suppressed it.

[Lv5 Black Rose] Jiang Siyang herself remained calm and composed, naturally greeting people from all walks of life.

The moment the host announced the winner of the FMVP, Zheng Yanyong instantly found himself unable to breathe.

Then, from time to time, he pointed and gestured at the rookie before him, muttering something under his breath with a gratified smile.

"Don't buy it, it's very expensive." Being able to show off a rare GSM mobile phone was, of course, something Lu Xiaoqing would love to boast about to gain face. But given the exorbitant price, she wasn't so blinded by a little vanity as to lose her senses.

Everyone present worked in the entertainment industry, and many had been in it longer or held higher status than him. He was merely an internet traffic star propped up purely by money with zero actual works to his name. When everyone else had arrived and only he was missing, daring to put on airs of a big shot, he instantly managed to offend everyone.

The food quality at the Provincial Petrochemical Research Institute's cafeteria was quite good. Geng Zhiyang handed over a lunch ticket, and the server dished him two stir-fried dishes—one meat and one vegetable—along with a piece of savory, braised Spanish mackerel. As for staples like steamed buns and rice, they were supplied in unlimited quantities; you could eat as much as you wanted, as long as there was no waste.

Sheng Mingzhu walked forward, with Rong Wuwang following unhurriedly behind her, his pitch-black, ink-like eyes carrying a hint of excitement.

Vaughan's shoulders trembled slightly. Though his expression remained as icy as ever, his tightly clenched fists relaxed.

Zhu Zhengquan and Gao Bingchao showed not the slightest bit of displeasure; instead, they shook his hand with genuine delight.

Though they desperately wanted to hack the Leech King into a thousand pieces, the disparity in strength was simply too vast, leaving these armored guards with no choice but to endure.