Chapter 40

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Lan Qianyue finally could not hold back and turned him into a panda. The prince, however, was not angry at all; he followed behind her with a smile on his face, looking like an utter fool.

Lan Qianyue’s beautiful eyes turned cold, and she furrowed her brows. She understood perfectly well that the man in the purple robe was angling for a reward.

At this moment, Kumu was in his peak state of spirit and energy, yet he was burning with rage, continuously issuing commands to the kings of the various tribes within his clan, attempting to break the formation eye.

Noble Consort Jing was officially moving into the Kunning Palace. Although it was merely a move from one palace to another and a change in title from Noble Consort to Empress—with no actual increase in real power—it still necessitated a grand celebration.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since the Epiphyllum Festival. Xiao Qinghuang’s injuries had mostly healed, and she no longer needed to remain bedridden.

Blood sprayed out instantly, staining the floor. Looking at Qi Sanniang, who had breathed her last, the hatred in Lan Qianyue’s eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

“Rest assured, Mayor Zhu, this will not affect our cooperation. Once we return, we will proceed with the collaboration negotiations according to the established procedures.” Ichiro Mitsui was very much a man who kept business and personal matters separate.

Earlier, because she had been chatting with Xuanyuan Huo’er, she had not heard the conversation in the arena. Following the crowd’s commotion, she saw Long Yu slowly stand up and head toward the center of the stage. A trace of a smug smile played at the corners of Long Yu’s mouth.

Yu Tianyou and the others were also aware of Xu Ye’s situation. Realizing that they might still have a chance to reclaim the Phantom Winged Lizard if they could find Xu Ye and Fang Haotian, they hurried after them.

Shui Qing looked at Lan Qianyue and finally spoke up; although she was reluctant to admit it, it was the truth.

At only thirty-something, Bai Jiuhong possessed the sharp, indomitable spirit unique to youth, carrying herself as if she feared nothing under the heavens.

He found Bai Fan to be mysterious, capable of casually producing an avatar of Primal Origin and using it without the slightest concern.

“Your subject accepts the decree!” Xiang Ao led the others to the steps of the General’s Mansion outside the square. Before he could descend further to receive the decree, a palace eunuch, accompanied by a dozen guards, arrived at the gates. The people behind Xiang Ao followed suit, bowing and performing obeisance, as did the commoners in the square.

As for the rumors of death, the truth of the matter remained unresolved. As long as the Nie family offered no explanation, those people dared not use any means to dig deeper.

Both demon gods chose to remain silent. In their understanding, if something could not be broken by brute force, it was indestructible; there was simply no other way to overcome it.

It concerned the Qingxi Private Museum. The message Lin Shiya sent to Mu Nianchen mentioned the museum, and it was clearly written there that the design lead for the project was Liu Qingcheng.

Nie Yi had originally been angry, but after Liu Shuang spoke those words to him, his temper naturally subsided quite a bit.

She had originally considered that current domestic policies were particularly favorable to foreign investors. Fearing that Changlong Films had participated in the investment for the Shanlin Film City, and knowing her grandmother’s character—which would never utilize family connections to pressure others—they would not gain much even if they took the matter to the police station.

“Then I shall go with you,” Mu Ran said after some thought. Since it concerned Nie Jun’s affairs, the situation could not be changed.

“So, you mean that as long as we control Weiqiao Town, the new army of Huangzhou will be like a duckweed without roots?” After Pei Ying’s explanation, Zhang Dun finally understood, but his reaction was quite grating; he actually looked delighted.

His deeply ingrained philosophy made him feel that the more powerful he became, the more restricted and bound he felt.

If one could produce an excellent newspaper without any prior experience, it was sufficient proof of their remarkable ability.

The knight had been startled by Xiao Shisan’s actions, but Xiao Shisan’s subsequent words eased his worries.

After all, this seed was of great importance. If utilized well, it could help Guo Gangduo attain the throne, but if mishandled, it would result in them being buried along with him.

“Your Highness, please take the seat of honor…” Ma Baochang, seeing that this meal was unavoidable, had to put on a more sincere-looking smile.

Flashing into a wall, missed abilities, poor positioning, and overextending to chase down enemies—if the audience watched from a god’s-eye view, it would seem utterly foolish.

After a long discussion, it was decided that a strange mutant named He An would lead his troops, with the human army serving as the vanguard.

In any case, Gao Ying became increasingly aware that this was a terrifying, malevolent spirit that far exceeded his imagination. He had originally thought that solving the fill-in-the-blank questions would resolve everything, but now it seemed it was not that simple.

If he farmed for a while and managed to get his levels and equipment up, bullying the bottom-lane duo would be quite simple; even a one-on-two double kill would be effortless.

Regarding the sudden death of Jiang Gan, we had many hypotheses and suspicions. It was not that we hadn’t doubted Mr. He, but we had always known that Jiang Gan feared Mr. He’s influence and was almost completely obedient to him. It stood to reason that Mr. He would not kill such an obedient man.

Lou Jing smiled without a word and said something so nonchalant that General Yu was stunned for a moment, nearly spitting out his wine.

The stranger laughed and said, “Don’t worry, it’s not your time yet. That’s all for now; I have things to attend to. Let’s talk again when you’re free.” With that, he hung up the phone.