Chapter 55: Fully Paid Limited Edition Ferrari

Because he had discovered a limited-edition Ferrari sports car in the exhibition area. Its splendid appearance and sleek body deeply captivated Ye Feng's gaze. He walked straight towards it.

Liu Jiajia followed Ye Feng’s line of sight and saw that he was approaching the limited-edition Ferrari. That was the store’s treasured showpiece.

She hurried over, reached out to stop Ye Feng, her tone...

Without delay, I took out the preserved zombie blood I had kept close and handed it to Elder Bao.

For, according to the display on the electronic screen just now, if the timing was correct, the AI’s quantum depth charges were about to strike us next.

Upon hearing the words, “Chu Yao donated to Pengcheng University,” Jiang Zhenhua casually switched on the speakerphone.

“I didn’t expect Feng Luo to betray the Bi Yi family to protect his own clan. This must be the elders’ decision. I know Feng Luo’s temperament well enough.” Wei Ke seemed surprised by the sudden turn of events.

In that brief moment, another computational thread in the chip informed He Ming: humans are still worthy of envy from AI.

I looked at Xu Feng with the coldest expression I could muster. By now, I was used to this man whose nine and three-quarters out of ten sentences were lies; his words slipped past me like a breeze, leaving me untouched.

Before Sister Gu could react, Round Moon jumped out of her arms and ran straight toward the back door.

“What’s there to rack your brains about?” Li Tian said arrogantly, “Once you’ve beaten me into submission, won’t you be able to know whatever you want?” As he spoke, countless sinister spirits clustered densely around him.

Before this, they had already sensed clearly that the Dragon Emperor’s bloodline aura emanated from the mountain’s core. Now, the aura inside was blocked by a grand formation, impossible to explore. To them, this was the most obvious concealment.

The next day, Yan Xingxi, who had received plenty of lucky money, dragged her outside for lunch and shopping. Along the way, Yan Xingxi vented about her argument online with Dong Chen the previous day.

Just as Sun Congyun was about to carry Qiao Yiyi away, Cao A Man in the distance suddenly cast his gaze toward their group. It was a look both venomous and lingering, brimming with murderous intent yet deeply displeased.

Su Xin had her reasons for not revealing Jin Yan’s identity before everyone; she was worried about Jin Yan’s reputation being tarnished and criticized by others.

Chu Haoyuan was dissatisfied but helpless; still, he wasn’t in a rush—after tomorrow, he could torment Qin Wu however he pleased.

Just watching Xia Fan and Mu Ningxi converse, it was clear how well-matched they were. Perhaps, from the very beginning, she and Xia Fan were only an accident?

“What of the fourth tier? It’s nothing but empty bravado, strong on the outside, hollow within,” Han Qianyu said lightly. She’d met many such people. Even Ma Pingchuan, who barely matched her at the fifth tier of Condensing Breath, struggled; let alone someone at the fourth tier, whose arrogance knew no bounds.

When Wei Qingqing returned to the Xiao family and stood in the overgrown yard, her heart was flooded with emotion—this was her home, yet somehow not her home.

Mu Chen watched as Xiao Qi gave up struggling and twisted himself into a pretzel, while Su Xin leaned against his shoulder, highly entertained. Mu Chen couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for Xiao Qi.

Their path was blocked by none other than Xiao Mo. Qin Wu had never imagined it would be him, and with such a grand display. What did he want? Was he planning to teach her a lesson?

As the three spirits raced ahead, they stirred up a tremendous spectacle, earning endless praise from the crowd.

No one dared make a sound. None could have imagined that there existed someone in this world who could make Lord Wei Eight so anxious and fearful.