Volume One, Chapter 56: The People of Great Tang Beg to Enlist

“Teacher, rest assured, I will never bring you shame,” Cui Yongfeng promised solemnly.

At this moment, Wang Xudong wondered inwardly whether He Liang already knew that his materials were nothing but a pile of worthless papers. If he did, what would his feelings be?

Before his meeting with Bi Jianxin, Tian Xiongzhe had naturally reviewed the production records. According to the records, neither Bi Jianxin nor the other welders had made any mistakes. His questioning was driven by a sliver of hope to hear something different from Bi Jianxin.

“Fall!” Xu Hai shouted fiercely, his broadsword rising with great momentum, shaking Chu Baihe’s wrist until her sword slipped from her grasp.

“Come, climb onto my back. But don’t expect me to agree to that marriage. Such a troublesome matter—I would never consent,” Jiang Gui said with a frown.

A military vehicle slowly drove out, its comings and goings seeming perfectly ordinary. Numerous military vehicles passed this way daily; no one paid particular attention to this one.

For Tang Xiao, the vitality potion he provided to Wang Quangui was a new concoction recently extracted from polygonum and ginseng.

A few minutes later, Hou Chao arrived at Xu Aizhong’s office, panic written across his face. The first thing he did upon entering was to close the door and listen outside carefully to ensure no one was eavesdropping, then he approached Xu Aizhong’s desk.

Muttering that Jinyu was truly a lucky star, saying things that proved true—soon there would be good news, and indeed she received the long-awaited good news she had hoped for years.

He had also served as the royal advisor during the reign of the Fourth Chu Emperor. The Fifth Chu Emperor’s ascension owed much to his assistance.

Yu Guang’s words stiffened Yu Yan’s spine; struggling, she tried to crawl away. She neither wished to hear nor accept what Yu Guang would say next.

The shareholders never imagined that a man just entering society could be so scheming. He had set up all the informants from the start and even listed who had committed adultery—a truly disgraceful matter.

Suddenly, a young man no older than eighteen quietly stepped forward.

Later, she didn’t know whether it was pain or exhaustion, but she drifted into a drowsy sleep.

According to the rules, Charlotte would then pose a question in return. If the opponent failed to answer within five minutes, Charlotte would gain extra points.

The hospital nurse followed Lin Xiao’s gaze to the distant television and recognized the man’s face, her expression subtly changing.

By a stroke of luck, the blessing of good fortune granted by Urolius was triggered. Despite the dramatic scenes outside, those inside the cabin at most twisted their ankles.

They would devour a field entirely before leaving. While feeding, they would mate and reproduce, leaving behind the “next generation” within the soil.

Further south were three buildings: the central teaching tower to the southeast, the activity hall due south, and the mounted police dormitory to the southwest.

Hearing her name mentioned, Yang Meiqi’s lips curved into a sweet smile.

Lin Yongfang rejoiced upon learning that Aiyun’s family medical certificate could be processed and eagerly retrieved the household registry to hand over to Duoduo.

It seemed only the power of the Dali Temple could be called upon to trace Mu Xue’s whereabouts. Even if the dream visitation were true, they needed to find Mu Xue’s remains to provide peace regarding her last words.

She remembered that during filming, Zhao Lu had rambled on a lot, but here at the end, it was as sweet as lovers whispering.

“Hmph, don’t recklessly claim a child’s father. If he knew the truth, he wouldn’t be happy,” Pei Shiyu said coolly.

Though called a socialite, Lin Kejiao was not at all beautiful—rather unattractive, with a sharp face, prominent cheekbones, thin and short stature, and crooked legs.

“Fine, if you want to break the engagement, you can—provided you kneel at the gates of my Yun Mansion and kowtow three times. Then I might consider releasing you from the promise,” Mingzhu sneered.

Consumed by desire, Ji Shuo acted on instinct and consummated the moment without thinking. He never expected it wasn’t a dream but reality.

Since meeting Jing Yiren yesterday, Yue Feng had removed his sunglasses, so he did not summon Yue Rou today.

“If Prince Jin is bored, perhaps he should consider how to deal with his troublesome nephew,” Xiao Mo sneered, fully aware someone would investigate him.

“You’re not—” another soldier responded sluggishly, only realizing the familiar armor was worn by a completely unknown face when the “Lombard soldier” plunged a dagger into his companion’s back.

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Did Lin Chuxia, pondering these matters, feel worried? Angry? Did she begin to harbor secretive thoughts?

She covered her mouth and nose, gazing out the car window as streetlights flickered past. Yet she had no heart to appreciate them; tears silently trickled down her cheeks.

Lin Xichen was startled by the sudden voice. His remaining consciousness urged him to quickly close the browser, lest his mother see and he be doomed.

The power of the space shifted coordinates; Li Ji vanished from his position into thin air. Though always a step behind danger, the Divine Dragon Coin compensated for this flaw.

Zheng Jianguo looked guilty when questioned, his eyes darting at the road ahead before continuing, “It’s precisely because I have pioneered two fields, especially in graphite research, that I know research truly requires huge financial investment.”

Otherwise, any mysterious disaster occurring on East Island would see their self-appointed generals’ requests flatly rejected.

The pill was perfectly round and full, adorned with golden patterns and exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Its glaze and patterns were exquisitely refined, elegant beyond ordinary goods—undoubtedly an official kiln tribute of the highest grade.

They were all millennia-old foxes. When Fang Zheng merely mentioned the beginning, he already grasped the meaning and outline behind it.

Sunlight shimmered under the lush branches of towering trees. On that dark asphalt road, dappled shadows played. Passersby repeatedly cast glances in their direction.

Zhang Fengshuo’s sword tip slanted, unleashing a violent gale that battered the surrounding mountainous landscape into tangible form.