Chapter 25: Spewing Filth

Han Xiangxiang returned to Xiaogou Village, only to find herself completely isolated! When she arrived at the village chief’s house, to her shock, all her belongings had been thrown out by Zhao Xiufen!

Zhao Xiufen was cursing loudly.

Mo Langyue, forced and helpless, had no choice but to reluctantly give up his place. But in that instant, the pain was so intense that he leaned against the edge of the bed, gasping for breath for a long, long while.

“No matter how healthy one is, uncontrolled indulgence cannot be endured,” Pan Chengmao repeated once more. He had already said this earlier.

“More than ten years ago, back when the lord of the county harmed Li Wanzhou, what exactly did my father do?” Qin Xiangxiang vaguely recalled, finally grasping a thread of understanding.

At that moment, Tian Ming’s eyes widened in agony. He clutched his head, his temples throbbing as if about to burst. The sensation was unbearable. Moreover, he felt a tremendous magical force invading his mind! Already severely wounded, he had no inner strength left to resist! His consciousness grew hazy.

Xiao Jingzhi was momentarily taken aback. He had never harbored hatred toward Shen Yunshu; rather, his protection of her was something unspeakable—something that could never be revealed.

Among these people, Qin Gu and Luo Shensuan stood out prominently, along with Min Yanshan and Min Qingyun, father and son of the Sihai Escort Bureau. However, neither Xiao Chengfeng nor the Chunyu siblings appeared.

Long Feiyun was both angry and amused—angry that his boss, Zhu Youming, looked down on him so blatantly; amused that Zhu Youming could shamelessly say such things!

As for him, Mo Langyue, it seemed he was merely the delivered food. Absurdly, it had even been cleaned and prepared in advance, waiting for him to consume.

The dishes at Tianxiang Pavilion were mediocre, but the ambiance of the place was quite luxurious, Qin Xiangxiang thought to herself as she walked and silently assessed.

“Where are you taking me?” Sato Miwako, her eyes dazed as they retraced their steps along the training base gate, couldn’t help but ask while letting her boyfriend lead her.

Although Zhao Mingsi could see Zhao Linghan, the image was hazy; upon closing his right eye, he could see nothing at all.

In a matter of moments, people were subdued, and the heavy blows from the stick landed with a dull thud, sending chills down one’s spine.

Rolf was grateful he had insisted on coming to Hufflepuff. The environment here was relaxed—didn’t even Neville appear more confident?

The latter question seemed more pressing. It was hard for her to believe such accusations based solely on Zhang Ye’s word.

Payment was made, but the law enforcement team wouldn’t help you arrest anyone. They were merely there to ensure that Zhaojie Street wasn’t damaged by these troublemakers. This explained why the martial artist noticed the old man from afar but dared not use magic.

Zhang Ye was stunned. Given his own interstellar travels, he could only imagine how terrifying the physical strength of those creatures must be.

Cassandra Treiloni... Rolf was certainly familiar with the name. Not only him, but most students at Hogwarts had heard of her.

Everywhere he looked, there were all kinds of strange culinary tools used by the cooking practitioners—oddly shaped instruments of every kind.

Suddenly, the truth became clear. Although the main computer room of the Wenling County Police Station had been reinforced by professional technicians, it was still vulnerable.

Attention, everyone: Earth’s resources are finite. If the total resources are divided among the global population, Americans cannot enjoy privileges but must live hardship like other indigenous peoples.

Lu Yun shuddered slightly and hurriedly stepped back. But as soon as her foot retreated, the grass around fell silent, as if the wild beasts had entered hibernation.

She didn’t understand why she felt such a strong sense of familiarity toward him. Was it because his silhouette resembled Wuming’s too closely?