Chapter 34

Yue Yun led his group to the Welcome Pavilion in Luzhou City. He had intended to enjoy a hearty meal in a third-floor private room and take a nap before departing, but the waiter informed him that the third floor had been fully booked.

Compared to his aversion toward the psychologist arranged by Youjia, Tian Jiao found tonight’s program much easier to endure.

Since the Magicians’ Association had intervened in this incident, it was naturally beyond the scope of the Discipline Committee; to engage in a discussion as equals with the person before them, one would at least need to be someone of the Academy Dean’s stature.

Su Jing organized forty thousand troops, lining them up along the bank of the canal to await the enemy. He personally took to the field, positioning his five thousand central troops at the heart of the formation. From his giant chariot, he hovered a hundred feet above the army, gazing into the distance.

Setting aside the situation regarding Gu Meng, and ignoring whether outsiders knew Guan Chenji’s true identity, Li Zelyu knew all too well that the hot-headed playboy Guan Chenji was the crown prince of the Guan family.

Taking care of her for three years... Well, it seemed that was indeed the case. After entrusting Claire to her, he had simply vanished for three years.

At this moment, Wuming’s expression was icy. Given his own strength, if the young master had not appeared just now, he would have surely fallen. Truth be told, he had been truly arrogant and careless; the opponent’s strength had clearly far exceeded his estimations.

Feng Xinci did not want to miss this opportunity, which had turned out to be a blessing in disguise. However, out of courtesy, she still intended to notify Guan Chenji.

Chen Xing had already turned off the home theater system. The night had grown deep, and Pei Yueyue yawned several times in a row.

Clearly, she had long since abandoned all resistance, shedding even the pretense of playing hard to get, and was now shyly and nervously awaiting the affection of the man before her.

In the corporate board room on the second floor of the headquarters building, all nine board members were present, excluding Chairman Tang Xin, alongside Situ Yanxin and Pang Buwei.

"Where did you get that potion?" Mand, no longer concerned with Zazo’s arrogance at this point, asked directly.

"Listen to me, Tifa, I will definitely defeat Andireo and return to your side." Xiu Jian shook Tifa’s shoulders, frantic. This was the final showdown with the ultimate boss; he did not know if he would have a hundred percent certainty of protecting Tifa even after unlocking the authority of the Galaxy System.

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Shang Yuan fell silent. This viewpoint was irrefutable; perhaps pies could fall from the sky, but most of what fell from the sky brought only tragedy.

This made Taeyeon, who had already shared intimate contact with him, feel an intense heat throughout her body. It was as if she had been stripped bare, leaving her feeling both ashamed and delighted.

Think about it, everyone: in the future, tourists from all over the world will flock here. Before leaving Earth to roam the stars, the last thing they see will be your advertisements, and when they return, they will see your projects again. What kind of scene would that be?

So this is what they call a Huaxia mental power expert? Truly too weak, not even worth mentioning. Such an opponent is not even worthy of being an adversary to us people of the Sun Island.

With the official performance scheduled for the afternoon, Yun Xuan felt both excited and anxious. Unlike his previous commercial shoots or MV filming, this time he was performing directly before a live audience. He could not calm his heart; only by fully immersing himself in the dance and singing could he alleviate the tension within.

Chen Peng’s mouth twitched. He understood better than anyone the consequences of letting a tiger return to the mountains. He turned to look at Jiang Hao, wanting to hear the thoughts of the man who had started it all.

Karen wanted to ask how he knew her name. But considering he was sent by that mysterious benefactor, it didn't seem strange that he would have her files.

Zi Ling tried hard to recall, but his memories stopped at the stone pagoda in the paulownia forest behind the Lingyin Sect; after that, he could remember nothing.

Luo Li rose and went into the inner bedroom, brought out a zither, lit a stick of sandalwood incense, and gently stroked the strings. A beautiful, enchanting melody emerged from beneath her fingers.

"Heh, only a billion or so?" Zhou Shi looked at Zhao Weiguo with an ambiguous smile, though it was unclear whether he was speaking in Renminbi or US dollars.

Cooking Smoke: Picardo. Picardo is known for its name, "pika," meaning mischievous. It is famous for its antics, primarily teasing others until they are played to death.

At that moment, when Yang Qin looked up toward the person in front of him, he was shocked to see the man walking toward him, step by step.

Luo Xia said with a dry laugh. He did indeed feel guilty toward He Zhixiu, and the reason he hadn't called her afterward was mainly because he couldn't grasp what she truly meant. Luo Xia was quite passive when it came to romance, so he was actually waiting for He Zhixiu’s call, and that was how they missed each other.

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Tian Tian summoned giant ice spheres one after another, directly crushing the soldiers he had summoned himself.

Boom! A massive explosion caused total destruction to the flowers, trees, and vegetation for dozens of miles around.

The heavens trembled, birds and beasts wailed, and countless war puppet troops were rampantly attacking the surroundings.

The assassin had not yet given up. With lightning speed, he thrust his dagger, aiming directly for Yan’s eyes—a desperate, life-for-life tactic.

Xu Miao’s approach left those following him quite baffled. They felt that if business came knocking, why turn it away? It wasn't as if they were too exhausted to cook, and many dishes could be prepped in advance without much trouble. Yet, Xu Miao insisted on this: only seven tables of business per day, not a single one more.

Internal purges were an offensive business. If Chen Yunchao were to do it, he would inevitably be branded a traitor by other commanders, but that was exactly what Li Chengqian wanted.

If a blood tide were truly to occur, there was still time to leave. The mission wasn't important, and neither was physical purification; one's life was paramount. But the crux was that it was uncertain whether this blood tide even existed.

His palpitating heart could no longer be contained. He wrapped his arms tightly around the person in his embrace.

After filtering out various messages from factions trying to recruit him, and then filtering out those who weren't there to advertise but rather to scheme with him, he finally settled on one contract.