Chapter 62

The people at the scene did not pay much attention to them, pushing forward continuously like sharks catching the scent of blood.

The couple did not come from a wealthy background, but they had crossed the ocean to the romantic country and opened a Chinese restaurant.

Just like when they were watching the livestream earlier and saw Wu Jiayi poisoning Su Ziqing with her own hands, they were so deeply immersed in the performance that they forgot she was merely acting out a script.

"Ye Ke'er, who do you think you are? It's not your turn to speak here," Ye Qingxi said coldly.

Therefore, such a highly challenging endeavor clearly did not align with Li Chengqian's plan for low-profile development.

Death! Who isn't afraid of it? But they had Nie Fan, and they trusted that Nie Fan would keep them safe. If even Nie Fan could not fend off the threat, then how long could they hope to evade it by fleeing?

Later, he acquired a dragon-stone jade piece from the Myanmar jadeite auction, surging directly into the top five of the rankings.

Was this an attempt to strike at the person behind the scenes? Well, one would first need to have the capability to investigate them. Nie Fan had no interest in wasting words with a coward who lacked even the courage for a single battle.

Thus, he concluded in his heart that Hua Feifei had likely already figured out how to handle this "public confession" incident. However, the reason she asked to see him alone must be because the "solution" was closely tied to him as well, requiring a private discussion.

Checking the time, he saw it was already around three in the afternoon, and his stomach was reminding him that it was time to eat.

The two could be considered old friends, as well as fellow martial arts disciples under the same master. Chatting along the way, they climbed the mountain together to pay their respects to the primordial goddess Lishan Laomu at the Laomu Palace.

Sure enough, as the melody of the grassland night slowly began to play, those golden eagles diving downward rapidly slowed their pace. Some spread their wings to glide low at a flat altitude, while others landed on the grassland, strolling leisurely.

With President Gu putting it that way, quite a few people were tempted, feeling that no matter how they thought about it, President Gu's words made sense.

"Of course I am Yu Weiyan!" Baili Junnan exhaled a breath scented with dragon saliva directly onto her cheek, sending a slight tickle that raised goosebumps all over her body. Fearing she might be nauseated to death by Baili Junnan, Yu Weiyan abruptly averted her face and retorted with angry annoyance.

Yet matters had reached this point, and there was nothing to be done. Bodhisattva Piranpo was also broad-minded by nature. Ceasing her idle thoughts, she proceeded alongside the Six-Eared Macaque to rescue Tang Seng and his disciples.

Zhenyuanzi resumed his silent meditation, opened his eyes again after a long while, and then rose to walk out of the quiet chamber. This time, the visitor was not some demon or monster, but an old friend from Taoism.

At the very beginning, she kept offering herself psychological comfort, telling herself that children getting sick was a perfectly normal occurrence, and whose child never fell ill?

Mentally calculating, she had visited practically all the former disciples of the Jie Sect, regardless of whether they were deities of various departments or stellar lords of the heavens.

When the scholar Qin directly resorted to verbal threats, Physician Jiang could not help but be stunned, never expecting to be treated in such a manner by a patient's family. Knowing Qin Chuan's status and the influence he wielded beyond merely being a scholar, his anger vanished as soon as he registered the situation, leaving his face drained of color.

"Trust me, not long ago, I had almost the exact same thoughts." No one understood Jane Foster's mindset at that moment better than Tony.

Dressed entirely in white with a smile at the corner of his lips, the half of his face exposed outside the mask was exceptionally handsome, his long hair fluttering in the wind behind him.

With a single horizontal sweep of his silver spear, dozens of foot soldiers holding shields ahead of him were shattered as if made of paper, tossed into the air like tufts of grass while some of their bodies even exploded mid-air into mists of blood.

The bespectacled man had asked the pineapple bun vendor to lead them to An Ziyun and the others, but the latter refused, which led to the preceding scene.

Feng Yanran widened her eyes. Was that a consent? Why couldn't he speak up louder so she could be absolutely certain! She blinked at Tiedan, signaling him to nail down the answer.

In contrast, Chen Rui's figure appeared frozen beneath the sword light, as though he had plunged into a deep quagmire.

Since she wasn't allowed to return home anyway, she might as well wander outside. Coincidentally, she still had melon seeds in her pocket, and munching on them while walking didn't seem like a bad idea either.

Feeling a distant, traceably cold glare of murderous intent sweeping over him, Chen Rui's expression tightened, and his gaze surged forward like swords and sabers carrying an immense mental shockwave.

Hearing this, she furrowed her brows slightly: How could A-yin possibly have a car and bodyguards? To suggest they were provided by the Su family was even more impossible.

Su Luo's eyes lit up as he grabbed a waterproof backpack and stuffed all the underwater explosives into it inside out.

Seizing the exact moment, Lou Yichen abruptly lowered his head to capture her sensual red lips, his tongue forcefully and flexibly invading Mo Qing'er's mouth as the atmosphere within the room instantly turned ambiguous and searingly hot.

When all was said and done, this company belonged to the Huo family after all, and the person sitting at the top was Huo Zhengde, Huo Beixiao's father. As the saying goes, if you don't care about the monk, you must still respect the Buddha. Father and son might have strained relations, but it hadn't reached the point of a life-and-death struggle; these were internal family matters, so how could they truly tear their faces apart?

And right now, Zhou An felt as though he were facing the latter. Even though Lin Jianchen hadn't said a single word and merely looked at him with that calm expression, it made his entire body crawl with goosebumps.

After weighing his options, he spoke those few words against his conscience. The benefits were numerous, and the only downside was offending a continuity supervisor. Since the two of them were not in a subordinate relationship anyway, offending a continuity supervisor would not impact his career as a camera assistant.

After recalling the troops and tallying the losses, Hongxiu entered the commander's tent with a blushing face, gazing speechlessly and timidly at Lin Yun.

Wang Meiqing was so angry she nearly jumped up, while A-qin made a silencing gesture toward him and then pointed at Geng Yetong, showing clearly that this incident had dealt her a heavy blow.

"Y-you, what do you want? Let me tell you, if you dare to hit me, I won't let you off. Just wait for my revenge." Qin Yu was lifted onto his tiptoes as his foot was grabbed, prompting him to speak with a hint of fear.

What was going on? Actually, it was very simple. Xu Qing and his peers were enrolled in a brand-new major, making them the very first batch of students in that discipline at the school.