Chapter 29

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The fat man’s oversized trousers slipped down instantly, exposing his rolls of blubber. The onlookers roared with laughter, having failed to notice Gao Yuan’s subtle movements and assuming the man simply hadn’t fastened his pants properly.

"Alright, everyone, let’s head out. Brother Haima, enjoy yourself; we’ll be keeping watch outside." The man with the flat-top haircut knew how to talk, and his words sounded a bit more agreeable.

Yang Xiaofan’s inner monologue was incredibly vivid; he realized that, in the end, it would have been easier to just break the guy’s legs.

As Gao Yuan halted his technique, everyone let out a long, collective sigh of relief. The sensation of having their life energy sapped away had been agonizing. Fortunately, it was brief; otherwise, they felt a deep, instinctive premonition that their cultivation and lifespans would have been drastically reduced.

It’s over, it’s truly over now. My husband is about to be molested, and by a man at that.

"It’s alright, sister will find a way. Didn’t I start working? I’ll have money, so don’t worry. Once you’ve recovered your health, we’ll be discharged," Mu Yuhan said with a smile. Looking at her brother, who cared for her so deeply, she wondered if everything she did was worth it.

He was already out here selling himself, so why couldn’t she just buy him and keep him as her own prize?

As a man—a proud man, and the sovereign of an island at that—the very notion of a political marriage would be enough to make him fly into a rage, wouldn't it?

Lu Gu was among those kicked into the sea. Hearing Xiao Huo’s words, his expression darkened. If he didn’t know the other man’s temperament, he would have thought he was being mocked. On such a cold day, who would want to jump into the sea for a bath?

Qin Tian’s aura surged to a new level. The seemingly sparse spatial energy began to spiral and pour into his body.

Left with no choice, Feng Yunshe had to drop her disguise, transforming back into a youth bit by bit right before his eyes.

Come to think of it, if it weren’t for the knowledge that she was intentionally cheating on her husband, one might have felt guilty about making a move.

After the first episode aired, Zhou Qiao’s agency decided to let the scandal develop further. They knew Jiang Chenxi was a trending figure with high engagement, so the company consulted with the production team to have Zhou Qiao’s agency place a call to her.

The next day, Federal Reserve Vice Chairman Hillbrook went to meet President Obama. He informed the President of the Federal Reserve Board’s decision to raise interest rates.

Piled high like mountains on the carriages were suits of armor and banners, on which the character "Zhi" (Wisdom) could vaguely be discerned.

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About thirty or forty minutes later, Su Wanfeng was finally brought to his Jiangyan Palace. Though his hands were not bound by ropes, the light had long since vanished from his eyes.

A gentle breeze continued to ripple across the crystal-clear lake. The waves spread from the center, rippling past the lake pavilion and toward the shore, creating a beautiful and moving sight.

"Yunshe..." Su Ling started to say something, but suddenly caught sight of Feng Junze walking toward them, his expression grim.

With the death of the two elite monsters, Wang Ming finally stopped, gasping for air as he tried to steady his breathing.

The sun was bright, the flowers were in full bloom, and their fragrance drifted through the air, surrounding everyone in a faint, mysterious perfume before they even realized it.

At that moment, suspended in mid-air and unable to move while locked in a beam struggle, Garen suddenly felt a phantom black chain extend from the area around his heart.

Inside the palace, the King and Queen were in high spirits, their joy uncontainable. The Queen stepped forward and grabbed Fu Qingming’s hand, acting like a spoiled child: "Lord Ze’en."

Before Shang Yang’s reforms, the capital of the Pre-Qin state was in Yongcheng, somewhere near Baoji. Back then, the Qin state was not a kingdom but a duchy. Twenty years after Shang Yang’s reforms, Qin grew wealthy and powerful, broke the blockade of the Wei state, reclaimed lost territories, and eventually moved the capital to Xianyang, the capital of the later Qin Kingdom and, ultimately, the Qin Empire.

"I know a bit about medicine, but my pulse is perfectly fine," Helian Hongye said, checking his pulse again.

"First, there is this puppet we captured. His real name is Liu Jian, and he was originally a highly paid chef."

Although this period was short—even instantaneous—to him, why did it feel so incredibly long?

Since the two who were supposed to be enemies were choosing to split up, he was more than happy to let it happen.

"My Lord, today is the day my Prince is to be buried. What is the meaning of this?" It was the voice of Sheng Meizhu.

Now, what worried Lin Yun was how Zhang Ping would perceive this and how she would react to his actions.

The final sentence was a ruthless critique; if you are a deputy chief engineer and cannot see such an obvious problem, does that not simply imply a lack of competence?

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With the protective barrier gone, a sandstorm began to ravage the camp. The physically frail mages were in agony, unable to even open their mouths.

"Does that mean revenge is hopeless in this lifetime?" King Wolf stomped his foot, shouting in a mix of fury and helplessness.

The Bagua diagram seemed alive, rotating slowly and continuously, with the faint sound of flowing water audible in the background.

"Done!" Ye Hao pressed the confirm button. After finishing the post, he wiped the sweat from his brow, exhaled a long breath, and said with relief, "That was easy."

Huang Tianzong raised his eyebrows. He channeled the Vermilion Bird Pupils to their limit, unleashing two streams of scorching, destructive flames from his eyes.

There was no other way; at this time, they could only trade the lives of the weak and unhealthy to buy time for the others.

Ma Zehong was always like this when talking to others. Qin Yan felt it made him seem superior and pretentious.

With a crisp metallic sound, the two silver dragon iron pillars connected. Lu Kun gave them a slight shake and found that, besides being joined, they could still swing freely.

"Damn it, so the Crown Prince is here—it’s not like the Human Emperor himself arrived," Wolf Xiaotian sneered, looking at the disheveled messenger and clapping his hands.

...Forget it. Judging by the side quests, the Main God requires the reincarnators to venture out onto the sea.

Not far from the Purple Zombie, the black talisman burst with a *pop*, transforming into a massive black beast cage that trapped the creature inside.

A sense of unease suddenly rose within Su Luan. She couldn’t pinpoint the source, feeling as though there were hidden meanings in her father’s words. Yet, looking at his expression, she realized he hadn’t noticed them himself.