Chapter 66 Preparing for the New Year

Cheng Yubai sat on the back of the electric scooter, reaching out to help her tidy her hair that had been tousled by the wind. When they returned to the small rural courtyard, before even stepping into the house, they were greeted by the alluring aroma of glutinous rice flour, which instantly stimulated their appetite. Heading straight into the kitchen, Jiang Yuan lifted the lid of the firewood-heated iron pot, pushed aside the cooked glutinous rice, and scraped the crispy golden crust from the bottom with a spatula.

By the time Cheng Qingyan returned, the two of them were already holding individual bowls of glutinous rice crust, eating with evident relish. Jiang Yuan even took a photo with her phone to post on her WeChat Moments, remarking on how wonderfully fragrant it was.

However, there was nothing to be done about it; this was an order from the Chief of Staff, instructing him to fully assist Comrade Hu Daming. With no other option, he had to comply unconditionally.

"It's nothing major," he said at this moment, walking back at a leisurely pace. Just as Zong Feng was sizing him up, he returned the gaze, appraising Zong Feng in turn.

At this juncture, the Japanese military headquarters transferred another twenty bombers from Jinzhou Airport to Huludao to participate in the aerial strike operations.

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone present understood their implication. Wasn't this tantamount to saying that Mr. President was giving his full backing to Lee Maeng-hee? How the High Court would rule was entirely up to a single word from him. Since that was the case, Lee Maeng-hee regaining his shares was already a settled matter, and his subsequent return to the Samsung Group would naturally follow as a matter of course.

Yet, even after excluding these two aspects, the losses suffered by humanity still far exceeded the combined totals of the four major factions.

A pair of massive, translucent cyan wings unfurled to shroud the entire firmament. Under the cold, exquisite moonlight, every single crystal scale reflected a dazzling, mesmerizing fluorescent glow, resembling a noble sculpture of green jade hovering high above the clouds.

"This is our Deputy Factory Director, Huo Minghua," Sha Bing introduced briefly.

"Nonsense, are you going to talk or not? If not, I'm leaving!" Lin Yang sighed in resignation, finding it exhausting just to look at him.

Pang Jun-tang smiled, turned his head, and said, "Elder Chu, go and call Shaolong to come and see me in twenty minutes!" Chu Zhong-tian bowed slightly in acknowledgment and withdrew from the room.

Choosing to play Teemo in a formal competitive match just to humiliate someone was bad enough, but what he never expected was that this damned Teemo had actually stealthed, circled around behind him, and ambushed him in the mid-lane. It was a slap in the face—an utterly merciless slap in the face!

Liang Ningrui remained seated in her chair, watching Lin枫 with curiosity as she pulled out her phone, opened Weibo, and looked at the pictures displayed on the screen.

Roar! Roar! The deafening roars sounded like thunder exploding in the sky, shattering the towering ancient trees into countless fragments.

By this time, the sailors on board had hoisted the sails. Aided by the morning sea wind, the ten merchant vessels slowly cleared the port, forming a navigation fleet that sailed out toward the boundless blue ocean.

Mo Shaoyou, the formidable Life-Claiming Sword of the dignified Bibo Island and the third-ranked young powerhouse, had actually died in such a muddled and inexplicable manner.

Hearing Cheng Tian speak thus, Murong Mingyue's expression instantly turned awkward. Through their days of interacting, no matter how obtuse she might have been, Murong Mingyue had come to understand Cheng Tian's character much better; he was definitely not the kind of person she had imagined him to be.

Ruan Yuwei's proposal won the approval of her surrounding friends, who stepped forward to gather around Han Ziwan, each face not only beautiful but exuding a distinct elegance.

Lin Yu felt a chill in his heart. Although Lin萱's words indicated that the Red Lotus Empire had dispatched troops to suppress the unrest, all the way along his journey here, not to mention human voices, he hadn't even seen a single feather of a bird. Didn't that imply the empire's tens of thousands of troops had been entirely wiped out?

Songsong was very popular in Creek Village, known far and wide for his warm hospitality and his legendary devotion to dogs.

At this moment, Dongfang Bai's eyes were somewhat hazy as she shared a passionate kiss with Liu Heng, while simultaneously transmitting her voice via spiritual sense.

Given Yuan Hao's immense power, he could effortlessly destroy a planet, let alone this terrifying powerhouse standing before him?

Since it was time for conversation, Chen An was in no rush to make a move, though he found the other party's question rather baffling.

Running the divine technique "Copper Skin and Iron Bones" to its utmost limits, the gold spiritual root within Liu Hao's body rapidly dimmed. A vast amount of golden elemental energy enveloped his entire body, instantly transforming Liu Hao into a golden statue.