Volume 1, Chapter 25: Reincarnated Little Imp

Kedash paused, then took a swig of strong spirits and gave a bitter smile.

"Alcohol is truly a wonderful thing. Once drunk, even the person I long for in my heart can be brought before my eyes."

Watching his drunken state, Li Lan unfastened her thin robe of her own accord. Her long, waterfall-like hair cascaded over her chest as she draped herself over his firm pectoral muscles like a cat.

The sensation of reality hit him, and Kedash sobered up in an instant.

He pushed her away, his eyes filled with a chilling frost.

Ever since the assault incident, his career hit rock bottom, and he was nearly blacklisted by the Hong Kong entertainment industry. Even so, no one trusted him anymore, and those around him left one by one.

Zhao Yikang and the others were particularly worried; they were not actors by trade, and they feared that their poor performance in the film would ruin the project.

At the same time, a golden radiance emerged from the dark clouds, directly enveloping Liu Hai.

Zhang Zhen traveled to Kyoto with samples and Zhao Fei to meet with Jack Ma. Zhao Fei demonstrated the technical aspects of the new chips, batteries, and AI. The combination of the three promised limitless breakthroughs in application fields, and the AI-driven intelligent infrastructure for warehousing left Jack Ma wide-eyed in amazement.

As he spoke these words, Fan Mao bowed respectfully toward the portrait on the wall.

Jill watched in astonishment, unable to resist reaching out to touch Zhang Zhen’s face to see if she was hallucinating.

"I have no patience for your nonsense. Qingqing, I will ask you one last time: are you coming or not?" Mo Qianchou asked, looking at Murong Qingqing.

Qin Ruolan’s expression darkened. Only moments ago, she had been swearing to defend Liu Hai’s kingdom to the death, but now she was met with catastrophic news: someone had launched a rebellion in the vital Canal City.

The marketplace was located not far from the sea. Gazing into the distance with his sharp eyes, Liu Hai could see a massive peak rising into the clouds tens of thousands of meters away.

"I am sorry, everyone. I never imagined my subordinate would do such a thing. I offer you my most sincere apologies." Huo Yu bowed politely to everyone.

The person Qin Shang believed to be dead was, in fact, alive and well. Ever since waking up from that sleep, his mind had been a jumbled mess.

Fan Tong and Jiang Si exchanged glances, about to say something, when Fan Zhirong, standing beside them, burst into a booming laugh.

The two looked at each other and said goodbye in unison. After they finished, they both laughed together.

If they could obtain the other party’s acknowledgment—or even just a tacit understanding without rebuttal—it would still be a monumental victory for Li Wei and Watt.

She had always believed that if it weren’t for Chen Mingchuan’s sudden transfer in back then, the position of deputy battalion commander would have belonged to her husband.

Ji Qiushang did not stand on ceremony; given Fu Shiyan’s temperament, he would never actually make them pay for this meal.

Yet, he emphasized his own contributions, leaving one to ponder the requirements—a common way of speaking within the establishment.

Even Xinghe, who had already been told part of the truth by Su Yu, was deeply shocked at this moment.

The unicorn mountain spirit’s scarlet eyes revealed a hint of admiration. After crushing the gun barrel into scrap metal with its palm, it tossed Chen Ping to the ground.

The scented powder on Shuang’er’s body would cause Lady Dou’s head to split with pain, a consequence that could not be mitigated by mere medicine.

Of course, the modified Yun-9 KJ-500 had superior early-warning radar performance, but because the carrier aircraft was a medium transport plane, its overall performance was constrained.

She searched the valley, but finding no trace of the Dragon Soul’s aura, she was driven into a state of utter madness.

"Return, Ludicolo!" Rumi recalled her Ludicolo in dejection and slunk away.

"May I ask what price Master Long Yun is asking for?" With the confirmation from Fire Sparrow and Jiao, Zhou Tian felt full of confidence.