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"Enough, enough, say no more! I know you are a man of honor!" Tang Taigong waved his hands hurriedly. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, his face filled with shock, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg. The green twig he had been holding in his mouth seized the chance to break free of its shackles and fell to the ground.

With that said, the fireball in Lu Qi's hand flew out and instantly struck the arm of the "Know-It-All." With a soft "puff," the man's arm was incinerated into ash, leaving only raw, red flesh exposed at the shoulder, a truly gruesome sight.

"Ouch." Feng Yu shuddered a few times and slowly sat up, her wrist bleeding profusely, throbbing with both numbness and pain.

"You aren't part of this industry; you have no understanding of the chaotic people and matters within it. How could you possibly gather information?" I continued to smile bitterly, holding no hope for her idea.

The gaunt elder understood. He spat out a green fan that began to spin rapidly, and with a shout of "Go!", it launched an attack at the figure in the black robe.

Chang Xing's injuries were severe. If treated with conventional methods, there was a fear that the condition might relapse. Gu Chengtian pondered for a moment and decided to refine a different pill, knowing of a specific remedy that could stabilize such injuries.

When this chilling "ant" entered Lin Susu's head, she could not help but release a "white mist," attempting to drive the "ant" out of her body.

"Child, remember your grandfather's words: no matter what happens, people always come first. Money is earned by people; as long as a problem can be solved with money, it is not a big deal. The old saying goes, 'spend money to avert disaster'—that is the logic behind it."

The professor also knew that Bing Meng’s family was not wealthy and that she had to work several jobs every day, which was why she spoke as she did.

As the melody ended, the echoes lingered in the arena for a long time, the audience's ears still immersed in the music that had just passed.

And in this tug-of-war between her and Fang Haojie, she had undoubtedly won. The reason was simple: Fang Haojie loved her more.

A trace of sorrow tugged at the corners of his mouth. Faced with a spirit-demon restriction even more powerful than the one in the Trial Ring of the Death Pit, he shook his head with a sigh.

[Great Han War Zone]. On this new game day, our army's strength reached seven Grand Marshal divisions, just as I had hoped.

Bai Yanan returned to the living room, pacing restlessly for a long time. Finally, with trembling fingers, she dialed Leng Yurou’s mobile phone.

Mu Yu followed his usual cultivation routine, slowly circulating the spiritual energy within his body and continuously absorbing the flow of heat. Gradually, that heat was drawn out by Mu Yu's formidable spiritual energy, bit by bit, as fine and continuous as silk spun by a spring silkworm.

"Fine! At worst, we just lose one million in annual income." Hearing his son put it that way, Ren Tianhao felt much more at ease.

Zhang Kui, once arrested, walked into the police station with a swagger, showing no fear. He took full responsibility for everything, and the others did the same, their statements miraculously consistent. They knew very well that they could not escape, nor could they kick a man when he was down by defying Brother Black Panther.

Shortly thereafter, several figures appeared alongside him, and Zhan Feihong recognized the Eastern sisters among them instantly.

In the dense fog, aside from Mu Yu, who was unaffected thanks to his divine sense scanning, only Fei'er could perceive the movements within the mist by sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy.

"You don't remember me, but I remember you. Your name is Lin Ling. Hello, my name is Lian'er." Lian'er was in a great mood; because she had no complicated thoughts, she felt lighthearted and greeted Lin Ling happily.

Cao Qiurong lowered her tense shoulders, a sense of relief washing over her. As long as Yun Wanqing was willing to be close to her and protect her, the decision she had made today was worth it.

Usually, it only highlights proficiency in using various skills, firearms, piloting aircraft, and professional knowledge.

"But based on your mere words, would you have me mobilize the masses for a precaution? If it fails, would I not be a laughingstock to the world?" The Emperor’s words were not without reason. After all, Zhang Miao was his own personal appointment; to doubt him would be to lose face.

However, what struck Yun Wanqing as strange was that she did not see Xie Ziyu. But upon a second thought regarding her relationship with the Empress Dowager, it became clear.

Tang Youyou said in a low voice, hiding nothing from Lin Feng, but her words made Lin Feng’s gaze stiffen, a strange sense of heartache rising in his chest.

He waved his hand to put away the three-colored cloth, his eyes still fixed on the sky with utter disdain, and to the astonishment of everyone, he even raised his middle finger directly.

Bai Mo pouted and leaned toward Feng Xinglang, but was shoved away by Feng Xinglang’s hand in disgust.

That was the expression—she hated Xie Ziyu’s feigned innocence the most. But the Empress Dowager had already walked far ahead; if she didn't follow now, she feared Xie Ziyu would steal the lead again. If she threw a tantrum then, the Empress Dowager would only think she was being unreasonable.

Yun Wanqing sat in front of Fuqu Hall, admiring the elegant white lotuses in the pond as was her custom. The past half-month had been truly frustrating for her.

His gaze fell on Yun Wanqing, lingering ever so slightly. He gave Shang Ruolan a few perfunctory remarks before returning to his seat on the high platform.

"That is a burn. If it is only a corneal burn and not severe physical damage to the vitreous body, I think it is still treatable. May I examine your eyes?" Dr. Jones put down the osmanthus cake, clapped the crumbs from his hands, and picked up a lamp from the side.

"Now that the lowerclassmen and refugees of Mylate University have already retreated, and since Mylate University holds the last known vital energy mine, Principal Ulysses wants me to go and assist."

Hu Yu spent about a month clearing out the Zerg within 100 light-years of all planets in the Red Alliance, ensuring that the Zerg could not attack human-inhabited planets for at least a year. He then prepared to lead his troops to attack the planets of the Human Alliance.

He felt that the pleasure of spending money to seek out women was not as good as having a wild time at home with his wife—no money spent, and no need to worry about contracting strange diseases.

By now, Liu Zigang had resigned from almost all his posts. The Red Shirt Army was mostly stationed in the north under Xu Zengshu; the Shandong Army was never his core force; he had quit the position of Imperial Guard, and he was no longer the Commissioner of the Southern Factory. The only troops he could command were the few hundred guards at his estate. With things this way, even if the Emperor wanted to be suspicious of him, there was no reason to.

Hearing Zhao Min's words, Zhang Shuo picked up the broadsword and swung it a few times. Then, he looked at its attributes.

At this moment, he had no time to think about the connection between the two, but this discovery allowed him to gradually grasp the attacking pattern of the man in black. When the man struck again and prepared to rotate the hilt in his hand to withdraw the blade, Wei Yuan seized the opportunity, side-stepping to ram into the arm holding the sword.