Chapter Thirty-Nine: No One Believed She Could Successfully Develop Planet Peach Blossom

"That makes sense. With a man so popular, someone with your emotional intelligence might not be able to hold onto him. Besides, you just walked away like that, and he didn't even bother to call and check on you. Why don't you just divorce him? If you don't, how will you ever meet your true soulmate?" Yu Kexin said excitedly.

Murong He put on a pair of disposable gloves, unlocked the Third Young Master's handcuffs, and then placed both the key and the cuffs into a plastic bag.

Yet today, holding the high-precision rifle improved from the "Zhongzheng" model, his long-lost confidence finally returned. That sense of satisfaction welling up from within was simply exhilarating.

Wei Renwu held his forehead with trembling hands and took deep breaths, slowly calming his emotions.

Standing at the door of Professor Yang's office, Quan Kai hesitated, but Lin Xingchen could not be bothered with such concerns; she took the lead and knocked on the door.

"After half a year of hard work, you're the one who walked away with the biggest profit. Honestly, before the match between the Automotors and Standard Oil, did you bribe the referee?" In box 008 of Victory Stadium, Rockefeller still harbored resentment while recalling the lost semi-final.

She glanced at Lan Lichuan, who was taking a call outside the door, imagining that it would look quite good on him, though all his clothes were high-end custom-made.

Zhen Yuanzi, the Queen Mother of the West, and other cultivators from the Immortal Court had been scattered and were nowhere to be found. It wasn't just that they couldn't be located; even the other cultivators of the Primordial Realm who had been gathered together just a moment ago had vanished.

In truth, this was logical. Ever since her birthday, Xiao Lili's opinion of Lin Feng had skyrocketed, and in the few times she had called, she couldn't go three sentences without mentioning "brother-in-law."

Since the incident at the Prince Jin's mansion, Shan Baozhu had paid a visit and brought Qiao'er back with her. Hearing that she had returned, Qiao'er rushed out anxiously, tears already streaming down her face before she even caught sight of her.

Qiao Feng had been in a state of combat readiness, and with his sensitive nerves triggered, he unleashed a True Dragon Great Fist.

"Why would I lie to you? Believe it or not!" Mu Bingxi glared at the Blood Prince, arms folded across her chest, her delicate frame shivering once again.

Then, he suddenly pulled his hand out of the jar. In his hand, he clutched something pitch-black. The fatty cursed loudly and jumped to the side. I wasn't scared by the object, but rather by the fatty's reaction, which made me retreat a few more steps before I stabilized myself and took a look.

Back home, Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang were worried I couldn't host the guests properly, so they had Yang Liu personally deliver the food.

The masked man in black was a man in his thirties with a deathly pale complexion and wide, furious eyes, looking no different from the other members the Blood Prince had encountered before.

Fortunately, Yuan Shao had witnessed Xu You's behavior by now. Although he was slightly displeased by his arrogant personality, a faction still needed a lone official. Yuan Shao needed a dog to bite people for him everywhere, so Xu You was kept on. Otherwise, given Yuan Shao's suspicious and jealous nature, Xu You likely wouldn't have survived for long.

These experts in locating dragon veins were having a headache; not only were there snakes here, but countless weasels had recently arrived. Had a war broken out between them? A war between weasels and snakes? It was too bizarre. Could these creatures have become demons and come here to fight for territory?

I nodded and spoke silently to Mu Yao in my heart: "Wife, wait for me two more days. I must handle this matter. I guess you understand me, don't you?"

Returning to Xiao Village, Xiao Mo finally had time to check the spoils from taking down the bandit stronghold. The greatest gain from this trip was actually not the wealth, but that sturdy man.

In truth, Ren Xinlu didn't want to live with Cui Bin at all, but she couldn't shake him off no matter what. With no other choice, she had to make do.

Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief without showing it. What she feared most now was that if Cousin Xiang remained in a coma, her own life would no longer be guaranteed.

Inside a hidden cave, Mo Li and the others were resting. They built a fire and roasted some tender, succulent beast meat, solving the problem of dinner.

Because they had just taken out the third commander of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group and didn't know if there were others in the mountains, Mo Li decided that for the sake of avoiding trouble, they would not split up and would act together.

"I'm not worried. I'm just thinking that perhaps when we return from our mission to Yun, we can visit the front lines; maybe we can be of some help," Feng Yufei said with a smile.

Yu Lingzi simply shook his head; he didn't know, and he was quite straightforward about it.

After looking them over, she realized something was wrong—the two maids beside her were already kneeling in salute. She instantly wailed internally, wondering how she had forgotten that detail again.

"A vacation? What about the Farstriders and the Rangers?" Quel'Thalas was speechless. Halduron had been married for quite a while now and was still on vacation.

"He won't leave me behind," Xiao Ling said, appearing somewhat flustered, trying to hide her emotions so he wouldn't notice.

Caught off guard, he felt a dizzy spell, his face turned pale, his stomach churned, and his limbs went weak as he retreated two steps. Finally unable to withstand the vertigo, everything went black, and he collapsed to the ground.