Chapter 107: Staged Accident

"Fuck!" Ye Feng cursed outright. He had noticed this man earlier and initially thought he was just jealous of the car he was driving. He never expected the man to slam straight into him. It was obviously a staged accident. Bai Yi had just gotten her license, and hitting someone the moment she started driving would have a huge impact on her. Ye Feng's face darkened instantly. If this left any shadow in Bai Yi's heart, Ye Feng wouldn't mind making this man disappear...

What pleased him was that he had confirmed this unit was the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, which meant they were unlikely to go out of their way to cause trouble for their Black Cloud Stockade.

Actually, it wasn't much of a secret. These rumors were basically semi-public knowledge in the palace. It was just that previously, it hadn't been easy to plant informants inside, so these matters hadn't spread much outside the palace.

"Wang Ke! Taiyuan City is already under control, and it's a fact that Totsuka Kazuo is about to withdraw his troops. But he probably still hasn't realized this was the work of our Independent Brigade." Qin Feng calmly laid out his reasoning.

There's really no saying which of these two types of screenwriters is better or worse—as long as the final plot the audience sees is brilliant, that's all that matters.

He really couldn't bring himself to believe that everything happening today was real, nor could he believe he had transmigrated into the body of a man with the same name—also called Shen Juan.

Unlike the auctioneer's fiery passion, Ling Qingzhou was rather unenthusiastic. After all, the part he was looking forward to should come later.

Shen Yizhou followed that gaze and found Cheng Xing pretending to look over nonchalantly, while Yifei's eyes also drifted vaguely toward Lu Wei.

Li Ya let the breeze brush his face, gazing at the full moon hanging deep in the sky, his eyes flickering with complex emotions.

Tonight, she cared neither about whether the blood clan would seize the far western fortress, nor about the fate of the others in the Eclipse Moon adventure group.

This blood clan prince discovered that the massive subhuman had dropped its half-wrecked iron hammer and shield, seemingly unwilling to continue the fight, and had actually turned its back to him.

Lying there and thinking it over, Xu Mo deleted Douyin but still opened the chat window with Zhou Shuyi.

The moment Xu Yingxue stepped out of the Qu Residence, she felt a pang of regret. Even though she herself wasn't afraid of anything, behind her stood the Xu Group. But today, she had offended Qu Sihai. If Qu Sihai got angry, wouldn't she be dragging her uncle down with her?

Han Feng said it so casually that the Xu family members and Meng Fanze standing nearby all thought he was talking nonsense.

[Private Chat] Ruhua Picking Nose: Crimson Purple Beauty, you missed your first encounter with the boss in the game.

Zou Tingting frowned again. She really didn't know whether to believe what Liu San had said. The guy had such a nonchalant attitude that she was completely at a loss.

Just after securing a kill in mid lane and moving to bottom lane, a hero with residual health was finished off by Xu Mo's long-range skill. The Card Master died so unjustly—he thought he could take down the opponent and claim the Fire Man's head, but before his skill could even fire, Jace took him out.

After registering an account, Xu Mo casually picked "Happy Nut" as his streaming ID and started broadcasting.

After finishing her words, Hu Jingjing walked over to the campfire, took the clothes drying on the rope, handed them to me, and spoke again.

Having weighed things in my mind, I walked toward the alchemy cave. The moment I reached the entrance, I heard Hu Haishan's voice coming from inside.

Under the blazing sun, Lü Yuanjin wasted no words and made no probes—what he said immediately sent the crowd around him into an uproar.

"Hey! Old Bai, I'll be a bit late this afternoon. Help a brother out and cover for me!" Yi Yang said with a sly grin, nudging Bai Siyu beside him.

Whether in a major clan or an ordinary family, the matter of passing on the bloodline to future generations is always a sensitive point.