Volume 1, Chapter 32: Do You Dare?

Beyond his involvement in development, Tony also directed Stark Industries to research equipment, such as various vehicles for use on the planet and spacecraft capable of interstellar travel. Tony personally designed the spacecraft, determined to be among the first to arrive on Planet Umbrella.

Li Mofeng and Qin Fangbai were collaborating, yet he constantly dispatched people to monitor the movements of him and Xu Qingtan. Qin Fangbai’s association with Xu Qingtan did indeed provoke Jiang Jing’s "dissatisfaction," leading even to the illegal acquisition of Jiayin, which ultimately served Li Mofeng’s purposes.

Coincidentally, an Asian subordinate behind Black Pearl returned at that moment, handing her a slender, oil-paper parcel about the length of a palm.

Chu Wanyi invited the three elderly people out of the inner room, bustling about to set the table, warming wine for Old Man Zhang and Old Man Wu, and pouring sauce and vinegar into the dishes before finally sitting down herself.

Lan Baobei, acting as if no one else were there, grabbed Manager Li’s arm. Asking her to go to dinner with Mo Xianan? She would have to be brain-damaged to agree! One should steer clear of such an evil god; avoid him if you can, and if you can’t, run!

Wang Kai refused outright. What was he thinking? Studying a Cloth? Not to mention whether he could actually learn anything, if he broke it, he would be the one crying. There was no Master Mu in this world to repair it for him, and even if the Cloth could self-repair, it would still break Wang Kai’s heart.

In her office at Donghua Company, Chu Wanyi was racking her brain to study financial data, while Ling Yang was driving Li Hongxiu’s imported vintage car—a red, purely German-imported Volkswagen Beetle—zooming recklessly through the streets with Tianbao.

Feng Ji was leaning against his car smoking. Seeing Su Yuyang approach, he raised his hand in greeting. When his gaze shifted to the person next to Su Yuyang, he wore an "as I expected" expression.

Upon hearing this, Lu Haotian realized he had never intended to harm Bai Yixue. Even if he didn't love her, the child was innocent after all. Lu Haotian jumped off the bed, the IV drip tugging at him. Without a second thought, he pulled out the needle and tossed it aside.

Before I could answer, the thigh Ding Zhanbo had pressed against me shifted, and his hand suddenly wandered from my face to my neck, tugging at my clothes.

"Why did you come over?" Mu Liyan walked in, tossed the documents in his hand onto the desk, and asked, knowing full well the answer.

He came up to me, frowned as he scanned me, and reached out to take the backpack off my shoulders.

If the Emperor did not dote on and trust Imperial Physician Xiao so deeply, how could he, in his supreme majesty as the Son of Heaven, condescend to take the risk of resting at a subject’s estate?

"I just don't know how much weight Shu Mo carries in Mu Shen’s heart." If she was less important than Mo Ninger, Shu Mo could only be a sacrifice.

Though she was pregnant, her figure remained slender, and there was not a trace of color on her palm-sized face.

After speaking, Shu Ning pushed the door open and entered. Qu Wei'en sat on the sofa, stunned for a moment, unable to contain the joy in his heart; he had finally waited for Shu Ning to relent.

Having not seen each other for many years, the topics of conversation were scarce. Fortunately, Teacher Wang was quite talkative, taking charge of pointing the way and introducing the changes in the new city over the years.

It was indeed Gu Xidong calling to ask where she was. She replied that she was in the restroom. Gu Xidong asked if she was feeling unwell; she denied it, and after talking for a while, she hung up the phone, saying she would head back soon.

Zhao Qiqi gestured exaggeratedly with an arrogant expression, shouting continuously. She was so unbridled and wild that everyone in the lobby turned their heads.

After exchanging glances, the dozen or so burly men raised their weapons high and struck at Chen Haoran.

"Thud!" A dull sound echoed. The solid boulder did not move an inch, but Zhao Yi’s hand was numbed by the immense recoil.

Although, for the sake of appearances, the top sects would not openly send their older generation of cultivators to cause trouble for him.

Almost instantly, everyone guessed that this must be related to Bai Shu’s performance in the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

To have achieved such terrifying strength in only three steps—if he truly attained the status of a Dao Sovereign one day, then looking across the four steps, how many would dare say they could reliably surpass him?

The local traditional Chinese medicine practitioners felt quite strange, and some even ridiculed Chen Haoran for writing out a prescription for "White Horse Hoof Powder."

"Junior Sister! I don’t want you to go. Can you not go?" Wang Shi looked at Zhang Fengduo with imploring eyes.

The many elders were all circumspect people and naturally understood the logic, but in this time of crisis, whether to break the rules was a matter on which they held differing opinions.

Because the family techniques they had practiced previously could not stimulate their potential, it had not been apparent in their daily lives.

"How could I give gifts based on my own preferences? She might not necessarily like what I like," I replied.

If the sincerity of the gift-giver is great enough, and the recipient treasures the item, then it is worth more than gold or silver. But if the recipient disdains the item, even a gift worth millions is no different from straw.

"Come, come, don't kneel; get up and speak. You and your senior brother should sit down, too!" Zhang Zhankui stood up, stepped forward to help Han Muxia up, and guided him to a chair, insisting he sit.

Damn it, isn't this guy too much of a jerk? Not only did he steal Jiang Xin, but he also hurt Liu Qin. Tell me, shouldn't I deal with him?

The Grand Ancestor, focused on the soul snatching, never imagined that Ye Qingtang and the others would destroy those statues in such a short time.