Chapter 60 Do Not Call Me Uncle

Jiang Rou had waited for this opportunity for more than twenty years, and she nodded in agreement.

With a deep voice, she said, "I will hire the best lawyers. Besides, that car was disposed of long ago, leaving no physical evidence, and Qiao Weiwei hit her head, making her testimony completely unreliable."

After all, he was her biological son; some shred of affection still remained.

Having obtained the guarantee, Gu Zhiyuan first wrote the supplementary clauses into the contract and then signed his name.

"If you go back on your word, all these shares will be sold and donated to charity," he stated.

The two elders made their moves with solemn expressions, acting like peerless masters with absolute swiftness and zero hesitation.

One has to admit that the caliber of these students was remarkably high. Even though their hearts were filled with longing and anticipation, they refrained from making excessive noise, forming long, orderly queues one by one to undergo his assessment.

"Lady Meng actually doesn't believe that her own Underworld Squad will win the championship; the Ghost King is going to be heartbroken!" Divine Blessing did not want to discuss matters concerning Lady Meng and Lu Chen, as one was a friend's elder sister and the other a younger sister's boyfriend—no matter what he said, he would offend someone. Therefore, he preferred to throw his friend Ghost King under the bus instead.

At that moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the trench. The commander of the fifth company gave a start, instantly raising his Mauser handgun, while the others nervously raised their rifles and sought cover.

Speaking of their connection, aside from that tenuous link through Fu Jingqing, they were worlds apart and had nothing to do with each other.

Hearing this, Bai Ran was at a loss for words for a moment. This certainly did not look like something he would normally do. Just as awkwardness set in, he noticed the little boy still hugging his leg, staring up at him with a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

During this time, some people were admiring the large cake while others chatted amongst themselves. This was an excellent opportunity for gathering with friends, meeting acquaintances, and discussing business.

Every practitioner of the arcane arts had once contemplated mastering the art of longevity; even itinerant sorcerers like Bai Ran had harbored such thoughts at some point.

Furthermore, once my Five Elements Battalion is formed and deployed to Liaoning in the future, it will inevitably be a series of bitter and bloody battles. Everyone must mentally prepare themselves.

"How could it possibly be my fault?" asked the older elder, nicknamed Viper, with a cold tone.

His gaze grew even darker and more profound. He even harbored a faint suspicion: could it be that her intense anger and deep concern were all part of a trap, waiting right here to checkmate him?

Just as Qiyue hesitated, the figures of the Golden-Armored Guard and Dong Xuecheng, merging within the demonic mist, unexpectedly formed a colossal demonic statue with three heads and six arms.

Even for someone with exceptionally sharp vision, looking down from this height actually meant seeing nothing at all.

Next, the task was to transport the remaining massive resources from within the valley of the Kalima mineral vein in the shortest possible time, shipping them directly to Black Dragon Port to be loaded onto vessels and carried back to Crescent Moon.

Only while aboard the merchant ship could Qing Feng feel that, besides the Evil Spirit Underground Palace, the familiar dark aura continued to erupt in that direction.

The color was indeed as Pengpeng had described—rather tender and pinkish, accompanied by a faint, elusive fragrance that blended elegance with intoxication. Hehua fell in love with it instantly.

Meanwhile, Sun Fengzhao, who had soared out in response to the call, swept forward with an equally vast and overwhelming momentum. Holding a tricolor feather banner in one hand and the Myriad Demons Banner in the other, enveloped entirely by the Seven Absolute Swords, he gazed coldly at the sea of blood in the sky.

No sooner had Qing Feng swung his black longsword to cut down a few defying-fire soldiers than he felt an ice-cold chill sweep through his entire body.

He Xiao sat down on a remarkably soft and comfortable leather sofa, then picked up a fruit from the fruit platter on the table—it looked much like a plum but was as large as an apple. It tasted sweet and sour, very refreshing, as he waited to hear what Pei Zhi would say next.

"I... I'm fine. It was just my arrogance from before..." A-Bin stepped forward, a thousand words ultimately condensing into a single apology.

"Stay in the car, Qiqi. I'll go down and take a look, and we'll go home soon." Situ Xuan naturally understood the implication, offered a word of comfort, and stepped out of the vehicle.