Volume 1, Chapter 65: I Really Must Owe You in a Past Life

Lilan glanced at him and rolled over, turning her back to him.
"Sleep now. I've lost interest."
Furious, the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the edge of the couch.
"What do you mean? What do you mean you've lost interest?"
Lilan yawned and closed her eyes. "Exactly what it sounds like."
Kedash felt a sharp pain in his chest from anger. He had gone through all that trouble just for this, and this little woman actually dared to play with him.

This time, watching the distant Porsche, a sudden and more intense pain flared in his chest, as if someone had slashed him with a knife. He couldn't help pressing a hand to his chest, letting out a muffled groan as his thin lips pressed into a tight line and his hands trembled slightly.

A pale arm suddenly reached out from the thick smoke, grabbed his topknot, and hoisted him straight up into the air.

Hearing this, I inwardly sighed. No wonder Li Dong had once been the foremost figure in southern Shu; his unique skills were truly formidable, far surpassing Qin Hu's Heavenly Python Divine Fist.

Judging by the situation, the problem still needed to be resolved by them. As for the exact method of resolution, it was hard to say for the moment.

At that moment, Qi Tianyang stepped toward me, secretly giving me a reassuring look. With a faint, enigmatic smile, he took my right hand and gently stroked it.

Even so, I can still shine brightly doing other things. I ask everyone to believe one truth: true gold will always glow when the time comes.

I nodded calmly, without feeling much excitement. I felt as though my state of mind had shifted, having undoubtedly risen to a new level.

Her whole body trembled as a surge of blood rushed to her chest. She felt as though her internal organs were about to be shattered, and fresh blood dripped down the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that I had accepted the invitation, Qi Tianyang and Jisun had no choice but to sit to one side, watching this lively and bustling festive funeral with its accompanying music.

I let out a long sigh, knowing that this pair of siblings could not escape their doom today. They had only themselves to blame for the degradation of human nature, as they coveted things they had no right to desire.

"Please follow me!" The host was somewhat startled to see Ringer effortlessly pulling the resource cart away, though he quickly managed to maintain his composure.

After offering a few words of encouragement to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere, the mentor refocused his attention on Kuang Feng.

They feared the nearby guards might find out, though even if they did, it wouldn't matter—only trusted confidants were allowed near the two of them.

Ling Tiancheng was immensely excited, never expecting that Tiancheng's inaugural auction would shine so brilliantly. It was entirely thanks to Wen Yiming that they achieved today's stunning success.

With this thought, an incredible notion suddenly popped into Li Chenfeng's mind, growing so rapidly it was beyond control and leaving him burning with restless curiosity.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. They had no idea Yuan Datou silver dollars could be so valuable! That entire large chest was truly a treasure trove; perhaps they could strike it rich.

"Forget it!" Liu Ming had no desire to excessively interfere with Ying'er's mental state through external means. For someone without enhanced mental abilities, this would create a certain dependency. She needed to overcome and process this nervous state on her own, and she needed to be entirely, truly herself.

Liu Quan'er's previous actions thoroughly proved that he had intended to keep the news to himself, using it to claim credit from his superiors and win a reward. If Li Chenfeng were to share this news with his peers, they would simply report it to their own superiors as well.

Shirley's face turned crimson. She rushed forward and delivered a kick, showing no courtesy to Wu Hao this time. Her speed surpassed the limit that his extrasensory perception could slow down, sending him flying directly to collide with a meteorite thousands of kilometers away.

Returning to the capital and securing their harvest, the group rested for a day. All of Sun Dianying's suspicious hidden treasures were confiscated, marking a complete and resounding victory.

Zhu Gongqi's childhood had been spent enduring humiliation and walking on eggshells within the imperial palace, which was how he mastered his current art of ingratiating himself with those in power.