Volume 1, Chapter 127: If It Hurts, Shut Up and Don't Speak

Whether Bai Zhiyao was faking it or not, Su Li decided not to press the issue any further. If it were a performance, there was no need to compete with someone who required such unfortunate experiences to solicit sympathy. Su Li drove her car slowly down the mountain. Along the way, she saw no suspicious vehicles or individuals. Yet, it seemed unlikely that Bai Zhiyao would have orchestrated such a scene herself.

Luo Xia hurriedly took three jars of wine from her mustard seed pouch and placed them directly on the table, then brought out three bowls and poured wine for the three elders, speaking respectfully.

Song Yun, having no patience for more talk with Luo Xia, hung up the phone and sent a video call request instead. After all, with most matters resolved, Li Tiancheng would surely not dare to go after Han Dongyu now, would he?

Zhou Shi primarily discussed the significance of real-name social networking and its progressive impact on the advertising market. He also touched upon their improvements in advertising, namely the pay-per-performance model. If Google’s pay-per-click model represented the present, then Friends Network’s pay-per-performance model represented the future.

"Haha, no money is no money. Why hide your wealth? Who could possibly steal it from you? If you're broke, just admit defeat. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, and besides, losing to me should be considered an honor."

The two chatted casually, following wherever their thoughts led—from Zhou Shi’s entrepreneurship to his current investments, from the domestic scene to abroad, and how different entrepreneurial environments had shaped him.

Tian Tian summoned massive ice orbs, one after another, crushing the very soldiers he had conjured.

Wang Qiang felt a chill at the tip of his nose. He raised a hand to wipe it. "Red... blood!" He looked up to see the Serpent’s snake-like pupils staring fixedly at him.

It seemed that only softness could overcome hardness. Recalling the teachings of Tang Xuanzang, Wang Kun sat slowly on the ground, concentrating his mind to release all the energy within his body; perhaps only in this way could he break through this restriction.

"Master, A-Bao is fighting someone at Jianchakou and might be getting beaten up. Should we go take a look?" Man Yan asked Ye Qingqiao.

Xiao Yunfei’s other hand couldn't help but rest on Shen Manni’s shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. He lifted his head and closed his eyes; in the days of gunfire and shelling, he had lost far too much.

Just as he continued forward in search of a way out, a sound of sobbing suddenly echoed from the dark recesses of the tunnel.

Ge Qiu suddenly waved his hand to throw a stone he had picked up, but as it passed through the iron bars, it was completely blocked by an invisible wall and shattered into dust.

"Sir... Sir... I am sorry, there is a meeting of experts here today. Please, do not speak so loudly," the lobby manager rushed over, looking quite terrified.

Seeing Taxue charging, the crowd scrambled to retreat, inadvertently blocking the Song soldiers who were attacking from the city gate. Several soldiers, unable to dodge in time, were trampled to the ground by Taxue, their fates unknown.

Li Tianqi had been prepared; before the Rock-Cracking Gu Bear could reach them, he stepped out in a pattern of the stars and cast a spell to armor them both in divine protection, though he had not yet had time to protect himself.

The Master of Tianlong Temple held his prayer beads, his Vajra energy already surged. "Gudu Changhen, you won't be leaving today!" The Master of Yuhu Temple clenched his hand, and a mass of icy mist began to swirl slowly around his palm. Li Zhichen also gripped his jade sword tightly.

Lin Yifan blurted out, "What about her? What about Miss Xiao?" As he spoke, he removed his disguise, revealing his true face.

Shangguan Yun did not dare to look around too much. He walked to an empty table, sat down, and asked the waiter for a bowl of plain noodles. He turned his back to the table, stretching his hands and feet toward the charcoal stove to warm himself.

The Ferrari stopped at the hotel entrance. After entering the lobby, Xiao Yunfei ran into Liu Tingting. Upon seeing him, her face flushed slightly. Xiao Yunfei observed her carefully, confirmed it was indeed her, and followed her to the guest's room.

Chen Haotian looked at Meng Diexian for a long time without speaking. He realized that his attempt to move her with sincerity was a foolish move. His eyes narrowed instantly, all sincerity vanished, and his malice returned.

Han Feng was no exception. After taking his leave of the two elders, he walked straight to the ring for this round—Ring 133, which was actually a massive crater with a radius of two or three hundred zhang.

Moreover, when speaking of Ye Qingli, perhaps even he himself did not notice the distinct light that flickered in his eyes.

However, Ouyang Xiao’s words just now had been spoken in front of everyone; he could not go back on them.

"There is no third choice, only two." Bai Fengran actually smiled, but it failed to captivate Mu Xiaoxiao.

Yet, these shadows did not truly die. After being defeated by him, they simply transformed back into the power of laws and dissipated into the surroundings, only to emerge again after circulating for a moment, appearing endlessly.

Just then, the jade pendant hanging around his neck began to tremble slightly.

Immortal? The Xiaoyue Wolf Lord? For a moment, Xu Dinglin was bewildered. Clearly, he could not reconcile the image of the Xiaoyue Wolf Lord with the "immortal" he had in his mind.

Lu Jinnian had almost no work to do all morning. During the meeting, he was frequently distracted, feeling that everything that happened last night was like a dream, completely unreal.

A-Tao approached him with her weapon. She held her blade horizontally, resting it right against his neck—not too far, not too close, just brushing his skin without drawing blood.

Early the next morning, Master He woke up early, went out, and borrowed a flatbed cart for Chen Nian.

Listening to Chen Nian’s mother talking to him, An Hongdou laughed on the side; after all, in every world, mothers are much the same.

Although Lu Bu let Sun Qian go, Wang Kai had no intention of doing so. "Mr. Sun, you wish to stay out of it, but have you thought about how miserable those refugees will be when they have no porridge to drink?"