Chapter 73

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“Entrusted by someone?” Mao Cuihua looked suspiciously at the unfamiliar man before her. In Jiangzhou City, she didn’t have a single friend she knew—who could have possibly asked him to interview her?

She twisted and turned in bed, hesitating for a moment. As much as she was reluctant, she steeled herself and threw back the covers, revealing her bare body.

Bai Shi’s fate was truly bitter. He had been trapped by Wanli in the Myriad Law Sect for sixteen long years, his vital energy constantly drained by the Crimson Treasure Spirit Snake. He was only rescued thanks to Long Luo and Ku Yin, but scarcely had he escaped from Meituo Temple than he was captured again. Judging by the looks of it, the Black Serpent Spirit Lord, too, was feeding on his essence to practice demonic arts.

On one hand, this could resolve the investment projects of the three impoverished villages in Pingyang Town; on the other, it would give him a chance to see Wang Lin. To say he didn’t miss her would be a lie—he still dreamed of her often.

This time, Wen Xin and the others heard every word clearly. Yet, aside from the now-enlightened Nan Tian, the rest seemed only more confused.

Hearing that Ruan Meizhao had actually agreed to these terms, Wuli felt deeply disappointed. He looked at her, mustered his courage to speak, but before he could, Chabo burst out laughing.

In truth, with Lü Xuan’s skill, he had already attained the lower levels of the Divine Hearing Technique—he just didn’t know how to use it.

Yuan Feng knew Yuan Chen’s temperament—under these circumstances, he would never leave. But, seeing the current state of the Mu family, it seemed they wouldn’t rest until the Yuan family was wiped from Fenglin City. He could not let his only grandson suffer.

“What’s wrong? Don’t have the authority to decide? Then have someone who does come forth.” Xiao Yunfei sneered, his face full of scorn.

Hua Yao struck her cane to the ground in anger. “So the patriarch was abducted by him? We really underestimated this Dragon Emperor.”

So, it wasn’t just a warning or a display of power—he wanted her to know that no matter what Ji Zhichu did, Mu Shaoqing’s devotion to her would never falter.

“Why not wait and see who raises the stakes first?” Brooklyn suggested. Mark Miller glanced deeply at Brooklyn and nodded slightly.

In her imagination, it should be like Tiger’s parents in the village—when bullied, someone would speak up for her; when her clothes were torn and dirty, someone would mend and wash them.

When she died, almost no one knew the truth. Now, Liu Xubai’s memories were unfolding before everyone, but who could say her death back then was in vain?

After returning home from retirement, she immediately applied for a position at the State Sports Administration, making her way through countless rounds of selection and successfully advancing.

Mentioning Jiang Bai, Guan Hongshan frowned, pondering the similarities between Lu Zhen and Jiang Bai.

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No matter how much is said, mud cannot be sculpted into a wall. It’s better to spare yourself the anger and simply turn a blind eye.

After the improvements to the basic techniques and not raising her head so early, the results were obvious in her performance.

This had nothing to do with Xu Yingjie—it must have been Xu Zishan’s doing! After all, Xu Zishan was at the airport last time, too.

Here, the fragrance of flowers and fruit and abundant wealth made it clear—this place was a veritable paradise on earth.

The two didn’t understand what Chu Tian was up to. But to advance his cultivation, he had no other choice. After sealing the two of them away, he returned to the deserted island.

Hearing this, Ren Yingying didn’t believe for a second that Chen Teng could win the competition and mocked him with a smile, her tone dripping with disdain.

Naturally, everyone wanted to hold out as long as possible. While people encouraged themselves in private, Chu Tian noticed that more and more eyes were fixed on him.

His words frightened them into leaving at once. Chu Tian had thought this would quiet them, but to his surprise, it only rallied more humans to unite against him.

Chu Tian snorted and strode straight through the barrier they had set up, approaching his opponent. Just as he was about to strike, Li Mofeng suddenly vanished.

Having met with the various sect leaders, Ye Qiufang finally had some leisure time. He strolled through Qingfeng County, enjoying the scenery with Shangguan Mingyue.

Elder Mu Zun showed no displeasure towards the Holy Son of Taiyi, knowing well that his value lay in protecting the young master.

Moreover, Ye Chen had heard that anyone who offended the Lord of Longteng would come to ruin—either killed outright, or crippled and bedridden for life.

Zhu Yuhuang had a bad premonition. What was the Phoenix Demon’s ultimate move? Could it be… that?

The Fist of Firebird met the tip of the long spear, flames channeling from the fist into the weapon.

Whether it was the “Hall of Gold and Jade” super yacht or the “Roc Spreads Wings” private jet, Lin Zhengjie had enjoyed such luxuries for over a decade.

Yesterday afternoon, she’d been shut out and mocked by Zhang Guanyu. Xie Zhaobi’s childishness and impulsiveness, Li Chengkong and Li Mingjing’s superficiality, and Zhao Ping’s timidity—all left Bai Yunxuan feeling even more frustrated.

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She withdrew from her thoughts, affectionately raising her hand to gently stroke Lin Mowan’s cheek, carefully tucking the stray hair behind her ear with reluctance.

The torn-off pieces perhaps lay nearby, or perhaps had already found their way into the dragon musk beast’s belly.

Li Xiangdong grumbled inwardly but still accepted the students’ evaluations. Whatever the case, they recognized his newly acquired skills.

Zhan Shaoting noticed Fu Lin’s gaze and looked displeased. With a cold snort, he snapped Fu Lin out of his thoughts. Clearly, though it was his own mistake, he vented his anger on Bai Xingyi.

Immediately, Chen Huai’an pointed into the examination room, at a patient clutching his shoulder and neck, grimacing in pain.

Thus, Li Jiacheng still looked down on Lin Zhengjie, though he couldn’t hide his own jealousy.

As soon as Lu Han entered the private room assigned to him, he found five others, all turning to look at him in unison.

Just as she tried to pull her hand back, General Manzi, as if anticipating her move, grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

With a shout, the door flew open and a burly man appeared in the room.

“Brother, do you have any ideas?” Xiao Zhang had already experienced firsthand the shamelessness of Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai.

“Heh, I’m ridding the world of evil and doing my duty—who would punish me for that?” Guan Hai was utterly unafraid. To capture Jun Chen—even killing him on the spot would be justified and would leave him no blame.

He looked up at the sky. The black cloud had drifted above the forest and was pressing lower and lower.

Since she was already cooking, Nan Yan decided to make a bigger batch, preparing a meal for Old Master An as well.

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