Chapter 38 Convening a Family Meeting

Su Yiyi followed the instructions of Old Madam Su, steadying her breath. "Grandmother, Su Manman has already secured the contract with Hengda Group."

The more Old Madam Su looked at Su Yiyi, the more pleasing she found her. Yet, upon hearing Su Yiyi's words, her tone grew unconsciously sharp.

"What did you say?"

...

The questions were almost identical, only differing in grammar and perspective; even the number of questions was exactly the same.

After the initial panic, the newly issued governmental currency endured the test, and Xibo's confidence in the market began to recover; the economy was genuinely moving toward improvement.

Perhaps knowing that Qin Mubai was home today, Qin Mushuang slept in, not rising until nine or ten in the morning. After breakfast, Qin Mushuang left to return home.

The others found nothing unusual about it; everyone had been just as excited as Xu Yang the first time they experienced it.

With Xiao Zhu by her side, she naturally couldn't reveal Kelson's "identity" directly, and could only use this subtle method to remind Kelson.

That remark drew a glare from Wang. Every mage in Kamar-Taj, whether official or apprentice, followed the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One with the devotion of a disciple. Mordo would clash fiercely with Saber for being insufficiently respectful of the Ancient One; in truth, Wang was much the same.

A cultivator at the Integration stage who could refine a perfect quality pill, and a cultivator at the Void Refinement stage who could do the same—the latter's alchemical skills were clearly superior.

Not to mention that all the campers were teenagers, and this was hardly a deep forest. Even if wild rabbits or chickens appeared, they wouldn't be able to catch them. So, the ingredients for this camping trip were simply brought along, without pretense.

After breakfast, Father Xiao watched as his Toyota Camry pulled away with Xiao Zhu, bringing along a case of Maotai and several packs of Soft Chunhua cigarettes.

Having made up her mind, she set aside all distractions, closed the livestream page, and began searching for previous content from this mysterious livestream.

Seeing those familiar faces, Jiang Yun's memories, long sealed in his mind, instantly resurfaced.

"Danxu Immortal? You called in an immortal? If an immortal is taking action, it should be no problem..." Fang Jun couldn't help but click his tongue upon hearing this.

At first, Yang Ming's team members scoffed at cultivating traditional Chinese martial arts with him, but after witnessing his overwhelming prowess in live combat, the members of Dragon Soul Special Forces Team Two cried out to train alongside Yang Ming.

As the young master of the Hai family and the registered disciple of the Seventh Ghost at the Tyrant Sect, was Hai Houshan someone to be trifled with? Absolutely not.

The match had just begun, and Yiyang didn't let the fans in Chesapeake Energy Arena settle into their seats. The fans don't sit until the Thunder score their first basket—a rule tacitly accepted among Oklahoma City fans.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and before Chen Qingyang's energy hand could reach its target, a jet-black streak slipped out from the void, narrowly escaping disaster.

Zhang Hai nodded: They're holding you as leverage, so just cooperate and wait for rescue—it'll be fine as long as they don't go too far.

After all, aside from the major Celestial Lords, almost no one had witnessed the Slaughter Celestial Lord truly act.

The lion dog, arriving at the battlefield in time, coordinated with Viktor's counter-ultimate to eliminate Xu Yanan's Xin Zhao. Meanwhile, Xu Yanmian quickly used her freshly cooled flash to retreat to the tower, and the lion dog—whose ultimate was still unused—vanished into the jungle once more.

If Yang Ming were truly angry over what Ruan Dahe said at the dinner table, he wouldn't have bothered calling Old An over. In fact, Yang Ming had already figured out how to treat him, but found the process of decocting medicine troublesome, that's all.