Chapter 49: The Play

"Wow! The two of you are truly gifted!" Gu Hansheng chuckled sheepishly.

"Not at all, it's just the ingredients."

At this, Shi Yi felt a bit embarrassed. Of course, the ingredients were good; she had seen them when they left the supermarket. Seafood, imported meats, and vegetables—all together, the receipt was so long it seemed longer than her own life. And at the end, the endless zeros...

"I know, naturally. What, do you want to avenge them?" Ning Yang narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Lou Yi, after a few months, we're meeting again. This time, it's still on stage, but not in the ring," Xiao Tian stared at Lou Yi and spoke in a low voice.

He missed with his knife, lunged forward, closing the distance between us in an instant, then his hand tightened around my throat.

"I'm just bored, that's all!" Luo Qi rolled her eyes at me in annoyance, but her words carried a hint of coquettishness.

"Steward, call Director Zhu at the police station immediately. Tell him to release my people at once!" Old Lu commanded.

Finally, night fell. They were hosting a party, treating Ye Fan like a servant, filling the entire Yafeng Manor with laughter and joy.

Carrying stacks of receipts to the fireplace, Yuan Yantao tossed the ten-billion-dollar check into the flames without even a glance.

This time, Jian Baiying had no way to escape. She could only watch helplessly as the Sword of Tai'a pierced toward her, unable even to struggle.

A simple investigation revealed that the following hospitals were either subordinate to the Fourth People's Hospital or had specialist partnerships with it.

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Yang Congcong, as unyielding as steel, slowly turned to face Jin Feng, uttered a weird laugh, and charged forward once more.

Judging by their attire, both exuded the aura of successful professionals; neither seemed older than thirty.

You haven't even become a monk yet, but you're already like this. If one day you truly renounce worldly attachments as they say, wouldn't you forsake your family entirely?

After the orthodox emperor finished speaking, his ears stood upright, his head lifted, eyes widened in surprise, and he collapsed backward.

"I haven't seen them myself, but with their strength, they must be involved in this mess. They're simply keeping out of sight for now," Wang Wu mused.

People shrugged, laughing lightly as they walked outside. Sleeves fluttered in the breeze, raising a gentle wind.

"Let's head for that larger mountain first; it's relatively close to us!" Brother Pineapple pointed at a mountain to the east.

Bian Yiqian's people worked steadily; once they'd locked onto a target, they surrounded it quickly—clearly seasoned professionals.

"Haha, that's my mistake. But I'm sorry, we have business to attend to, so we won't be staying." With that, Guo Jia and Arthur continued on their way.

To be honest, with those one hundred and eight Grade Nine pills, who needs puppet talismans? Just shut yourself in and cultivate.

Yang Qianfeng believed him, but this operation couldn't afford a single mishap. He smiled and said, "No, for absolute safety, we all go." Then he divided tasks among his team, emphasizing control over Li Lisheng, ready to act at any sign of movement.

Now, when he looked at her, his gaze was ravenous. Had she and Lu Mubai really developed feelings for each other?

Everyone, myself included, looked at him oddly. He seemed gravely wounded, his face ashen, body covered in injuries, blood streaming, utterly miserable.

So I spent the night at the hospital. Fortunately, nothing serious happened. In the late hours, I suddenly remembered that Li Daqiang might have been sent to this hospital. After asking a nurse in the emergency room, I found the two of them in a ward.

"Saint, there's no need for such trouble. If you want to know anything, I'll just bring Gu Qingjiu here and ask," Elder Su replied, puzzled.

While the Qin family was thrown into chaos over Qin Feng's mysterious slumber, elsewhere Shen Qingqing was sitting in her yard, basking in the sun and sewing clothes for Lazy Ball.

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He scooped up cool river water, tossing it with the wind, and the dazzling sunset made each droplet shine brighter than pearls.

He dropped to his knees instantly, as if something pressed down on his back, making him unable to rise.

Yinyin only carried him to hide because the situation was urgent. How did it turn into her being greedy for his body?

The Ministry of Personnel is a lucrative post; if one truly let loose with embezzlement, the sums would be unimaginable.

He knew Chen Rang was a bit unruly and tactless, but in this matter, it was clear Zhang Bin and his friends were the ones being unreasonable.

Ordinary villagers wouldn't travel to the county to sell ten or twenty pounds of produce for a mere five or six yuan difference; after all, the round-trip fare alone cost four yuan, not worth it.

"Did you think of something?" Xiao Jingkang hoped the idea in his heart wasn't just a fleeting illusion; he wanted confirmation from his wife.

Adros understood well that Xuanming was eager to complete the Star Array, but this wasn't something impatience could solve. Without suitable deities, he would rather leave it empty.

At that moment, Xuanming had smoothed over the ruptured voids, but didn't thank Adros. Instead, he merely regarded the black dragon coldly, unleashing the power of frost and annihilation as he engaged the dragon in close combat within the Star Map.

Most importantly, her new workplace wasn't far from home—just a twenty-minute walk. She no longer had to worry about squeezing onto the morning bus.

"There's truth in what you say!" Erkin nodded in agreement. The insatiable greed of the polar bear was indeed headache-inducing for the British.

Looking at their house, one could believe Li Yanzi's words were mostly true. After all, outsiders wouldn't come here to build; it really depended on the community.

Whether it was their first quarrel, red-faced, because of Zhang Xinrong, or later when he lent money to Xiao Qing and helped him in a fight—

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