Chapter 31

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As the door closed right before her eyes, Yueying was about to take out the Shadow Transmission Stone, but Riying stopped her.

“It’s strange—everything was fine just now. Maybe it’s because I saw certain people that my stomach started to feel sick,” Xia Lu said bitterly, trying to appease Du Fei.

With this issue surfacing, Song Long understood that yesterday's confrontation had clearly been a way for Li Fan to preserve his dignity as deputy captain. Otherwise, given Li Fan’s strength displayed today, Song Long himself would have been forced to kneel with a single move.

He could sense the chains binding him and knew he needed a battle to break free from them. Li Fan, standing right in front of him, was undoubtedly the best choice.

Upon hearing this, most of the ministers’ faces darkened, their expressions filled with disbelief as if they couldn’t believe the national tutor would take the initiative to say such words.

Considering the dual identity of becoming both in-laws and family, Kluin privately sought out Elena, hoping to use their friendship as a pretext to persuade her.

“She used to be backed by Johnson and offended many people. Now that trouble has come, everyone will surely trample on her. If I were her, I’d rush back to New York to seek refuge,” Xia Ju continued.

After all, the emperor had said that if she stayed with the empress, it would be easy for them to become a joint target.

Only after receiving Farrell’s firm assurance did Kluin head toward the door. But just as he reached it, there was a knock.

Then Han Lu took the spiritual device from Mo’s hand, transforming back to his true form as he plunged in like a fish diving into water.

“Those tables and chairs have to be compensated by you. I’ll let you off by deducting fifteen hundred yuan,” Yang Lefan said calmly.

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“Hey! Scorpion Brother, I just don’t get it. Sister Lingling is prettier, sure, but I’m not bad looking either. So why don’t they want me?” He Jiaju said as he lit a cigarette.

Yang Hong didn’t fare well, but Han Wanxin’s trump card was now useless. No matter how much someone talked, it could save their life, but Yang Zongyou definitely couldn’t.

Luo Xi let out a sigh. It was expected—once the grandson was born, she would surely return; it was just a matter of sooner or later. Receiving the news and rushing back immediately was just right. If it were confirmed that the child wasn’t hers, she might not have come back, or she might have returned to give herself a scolding.

After the young master checked Lin Hanxi’s pulse, he understood her illness. A fleeting sorrow passed over his brows, but he quickly concealed it; he didn’t want Leng Wuchen or anyone behind the curtain to see.

At this moment, she was right in front of him, a faint fragrance lingering at his nostrils—an aroma from his memories that stirred every nerve. He could no longer restrain himself; if this continued, he feared he would truly lose his mind.

He hadn’t expected Leng Wuchen to be so blunt. Was he mocking his own naivety? This man truly knew his game! Lin Hanxi felt her face burning as if it would explode, so ashamed she wished she could crawl into a hole.

“Empress, Mother Dowager? If it weren’t for her, my mother wouldn’t have died. Xuanyuan Che, Empress, I will kill you both to avenge my mother,” Xuanyuan Yingshun clenched his fists, veins bulging on his skin, venting his fury and the injustice of reality.

“Looking at me?” Cheng Shi’s face showed a hint of doubt, but unfortunately, she couldn’t see now. Though she sensed an outsider, she didn’t know who it was.

However, Liu Ya and Zhou Zhichao exchanged glances. Besides astonishment, their eyes also held a faint trace of surprise and a glimmer of hope.

Ji Shulan first sighed deeply, then paused for a long moment. When she finally spoke, her gaze was heavy, clearly pained by memories of the past.

This was a typical tactic of despised ruffians, yet it was highly effective and advantageous to Dolphin Technology. Therefore, Liu Meijuan didn’t care about others' opinions and acted without hesitation.

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Feng Ye sighed in relief. He had really worried that the editor-in-chief would blame him. After all, he was Qin Luo’s editor. Given that such a top-tier talent like Qin Luo had encountered problems, he could hardly escape responsibility.

It must be said, the altar was made from Black Flame Stone unique to the demon realm. While not strange in itself, it was incredibly sturdy and extremely heavy.

Barton's words stirred up a commotion on the scene. Many had long anticipated this day would come. After all, their homes were in the Western United Provinces, and now that their homes were gone, being annexed was inevitable. Still, they hadn’t expected Barton to be so uncompromising.

The colored clouds seemed ordinary, but as they fell, the demons below were all terrified, as if witnessing the end of the world.

Dayan was still dazed when Li Wei, guided by sound, kicked fiercely in his direction, his steps swift as the wind.

Fang Gou and the others no longer dared to shout. Even Fang Che had lost his temper; how could they still dare to target Fang Zheng?

The assassin was furious, swinging his dagger repeatedly, the cold light flashing. Immediately, over a dozen armored guards were severed head and body.

Bernard was completely indiscriminate—unlike his treatment of Yang Moli, his methods were brutal. He treated her like a prostitute, using every means imaginable. She was too ashamed to speak of it, and now she finally regretted it, but she had no way to escape Bernard.