Chapter 30: The Xinfeng Pagoda of Elm Village

Forty-five minutes later, Jiang Yuan arrived at the roadside beneath Xinfeng Tower on her electric scooter. After idling on her phone for a while, she saw Cheng Yubai and his colleagues arrive by car. Xu Xiaofeng pulled over, leaned out the window, and greeted her: "Hey there, beauty, we meet again! Is this Xinfeng Tower? Team Leader, why don't we go up and get some inspiration while you and this young lady go off and do whatever you want?"

Cheng Yubai pushed the car door open and stepped out, looking up at the tower atop the hill. "That works too. You all go ahead and take a look."

As the group exchanged glances, Quan Xuanhe proposed a solution with a decisive expression and a capable tone.

Inside the makeshift, unprofessional broadcast studio, the live feed from the commentary booth was temporarily cut after "Brother Bath" strongly insisted on heading to a commercial break.

She knew better than Zeng Jianeng what would happen next: from whispers and gossip to everyone kicking a man when he's down, eventually leading to public frenzy and school bullying.

If Lin Youyou were to have a sudden emergency at home, it would be dangerous if not handled promptly. It was different at the hospital, where medical staff were everywhere; only by staying there could she feel secure.

Whenever she found a moment of relaxation, she would immediately resume her opposition to Jiang Nairan, regardless of the consequences.

"Hello, everyone." The moment the camera turned toward him, Liu Qingsong wiped the smile from his face, his expression turning cold.

If Xia Chaoyang hadn't said that, she could have easily packaged herself as the victim, claiming that some unscrupulous person had secretly filmed her and Su Haochen.

If you’re already the Emperor's favorite concubine without even trying, what will happen if you actually put in the effort? Will anyone else even get to see him?

Jiang Zexiu threw his newspaper onto the table with a touch of irritation. He poured a glass of water with a heavy brow, holding it in his hand as he stared blankly at the cup.

Watching Xia Chaoyang’s smug, triumphant look, Meng Wanting couldn't hold back any longer; without a word, she swung her hand and slapped her across the face.

"I just finished visiting Lord Zhuge and came straight here. Please forgive my presumptuous visit, Brother Zang," I said to Zang Jie with a smile.

"No, he won't hurt... hurt me... you, let him go..." Feng Yufei struggled desperately to keep herself from fainting, but the exhaustion deep within her body was becoming harder and harder to bear.

"Yes, that's right," Chen Qing nodded awkwardly. He wanted to explain something, but he never knew how to start.

"Biwei, what did you want to see me for? And why so mysterious that we had to meet in person?" He Weiye asked.

"Black Iron, let’s go. Since the Dream family treats their guests this way, there’s no point in us staying here!" Mang Huai shouted loudly. "Let’s go; I want to see who dares to stop the two of us." Saying this, Mang Huai turned and walked toward the door of the reception room. Wei Wei glanced at Meng Xinghe, then walked out back-to-back with Mang Huai.

"Very well. As long as you serve the Great Tang well, Brother Gao, I will certainly not treat you unfairly," Li Zhen said, waving his hand with an unquestionable tone.

Smelting metal always required coal and ore; the rise or fall of one futures product almost always triggered price changes in other related goods.

Han Fengxue watched Meng Xixuan’s reaction, but his eyes darted away, not daring to meet her gaze. At that moment, his heart was filled with guilt.

The throwing spear was not sturdy; it shattered upon impact, sending a surge of cold air that froze many of the water sharks, turning them into crystalline ice sculptures.

Mang Huai opened his eyes again, his aura surging violently. He pointed a finger at a giant boulder on the mountaintop. The stone showed no change, but the moment he turned away, the boulder that had been perfectly intact just a second ago crumbled into powder. He had reached the fifth level of the Martial Master realm.

Ye Xinghan said nothing, only sobbing, which made Hua Luoyao feel inexplicably irritable. Her expression darkened as she looked at the red cat.

Meng Youcai and the others all felt it was strange, sweeping their gazes around, but they saw no strangers.

"Are you... is it you? Kondo Takumi?" Li Wanli exclaimed as he looked at Kondo Takumi, who was kneeling and kowtowing before him. He had personally sent Kondo Takumi and the other three astronauts onto the spacecraft, and furthermore, this was a trusted aide who had been by his side for years—how could he not recognize him?