Chapter 29

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Work starts promptly at seven in the morning. Leaving five minutes late makes it easy to be tardy, and tardiness means a pay cut—every overworked office worker knows the struggle.

"Was I hearing things?" Lin Ruoxiang lowered her head. Perhaps. Brother Ye had descended the mountain and left; maybe she was just missing him so much that she mistook Meng Yaoguang for him. Perhaps she had just been thinking about something Brother Ye once said and subconsciously assumed it was Meng Yaoguang speaking.

Qing Lin did not want You Ruo to be overly exhausted, so he generously passed down this technique of breath-holding to Hong Xuan and Bai Xiaozhi.

Their pirate crew had many members with bounties exceeding one hundred million, and their captain, "Mad Lion" Lian En, boasted a bounty of three hundred and twenty million. And that was merely their public strength; in reality, there were no fewer than seven people in their crew with the power of a hundred-million-bounty pirate.

Liu Xuan sighed deeply, looking at Li Mingxuan with an incredibly strange expression. He wondered what was wrong with this girl’s head; since she knew he had snatched her family’s treasure, did she really think he would dare come to the Li residence so brazenly if he didn't have some sort of backup?

At this moment, Xie Tianai finally understood why everyone else had been called for rehearsals, while she alone had received no notification.

The surrounding classmates all knew this was a joke. Seeing my intense reaction, they began to tease me, using the topics of my cousin and my boyfriend.

"Father, Uncle, Xiao Shu says he has found the medicinal pill to restore the girl's memories." As soon as Lin Chukuang entered, he went straight to the most important reason for his visit.

In just five seconds, the vote count soared to 700. At this point, the rate of increase began to slow down.

In truth, the Crown Prince’s suggestion—that upon returning to the capital, he should use the merit of this mission to petition the Emperor—no longer felt like the conduct of a gentleman to him. If he succeeded, he would have no face left to see Cui Min in the future.

However, the other party was not interested in him. For the days that followed, he gathered some of the Zhao family's elites to surround and suppress Chen Xin, though he dared not push too hard for fear of accidentally eliminating her and wasting his efforts. This continued until a few days ago, when he discovered that the jade pendant had suddenly ceased to function; although he was panicked, he quickly suppressed it.

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She did not speak again, likely still pondering the meaning of that statement. I felt drowsy, so I turned over and went to sleep.

"You don't actually think she died from being washed away by the Luo River, do you?" Dugu Mei'er scoffed, her face showing mockery.

Wang Yuchao said, "Just do your own work. We are the ones who allowed them entry. The Master knows this himself and won't blame you. But if you let them in on your own authority, the Master will not spare you."

"I can see it now; they’ll end up on this path sooner or later. Instead of giving them money, I might as well leave them something," Liu Yong continued.

In the capital city of Dadu, a lingering spring drizzle fell incessantly. The air was fresh and damp, and inhaling it into one's lungs left the faint, delicate fragrance of peonies.

The man shook his head slightly, smiling as he replied, "I think braising brings out the flavor better. If you insist on steaming, my lady, you must sprinkle on more shredded scallion..."

Guan Yu raised his hand and swung his staff without haste, diffusing most of the force from the opponent’s thrust. With a flick of his wrist, he wielded the staff like a spear, striking toward his opponent.

She was suspicious of Miao Jian’s identity, which was why she had sent people under the Old Witch Ma to investigate him. Yet, Miao Jian had learned of her intentions and had secretly obstructed them. What exactly was he after?

After Qiu Ya left, Chen Tian had nothing to do, so he circled the main hall. The hall was filled with trinkets, flowers, and plants.

Zhao Jingtao was not merely afraid of Zhang Fan’s retribution; he was terrified. He had even imagined Zhang Fan hiring someone to kill him or using business connections to bankrupt his father.

The guards outside were shocked to hear this. For the past few days, Qin Shaoyou had been extremely courteous to every guest; they never imagined that in the blink of an eye, he would order an arrest. However, at Qin Shaoyou’s command, the guards dared not hesitate; they drew their blades and rushed in, seizing the man surnamed Zhou together.

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By now, a search for the term on Baidu yielded over two million results, and thanks to the buzz, the term quickly rose to fourth place among trending nouns.

Even the newly added fitness area on the second floor, located near the large balcony where the living room faced the sun and overlooked the outdoors, simply required laying down ready-made sound-absorbing boards to create a zone; no major construction was needed.

The heated discussion was much like visiting a temple fair on the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month; the more intense the forum atmosphere, the more onlookers came to watch. With the overall atmosphere of the forum, every online user was having a great time, and the number of registered users surged once again.

It is no joke; the WeChat company was now the leading giant in the field of mobile instant messaging with an astonishing global user base. Even if the gaming division were to become independent, they still held other highly popular applications, as well as the two major "black technologies" of virtual reality and augmented reality.

PS: My wrists have been aching severely these past few days, and since the story is at a turning point, I sometimes truly dare not write carelessly. I hope you can forgive the delays and interruptions. In a few days, I, Twelve, will make up for the missed chapters. My apologies.

The situation immediately reversed overwhelmingly. The clanging sound of the broken cymbals no longer echoed, and their power weakened. The sound of the flute became exceptionally vigorous, and I felt waves of cold wind striking me, as if I had been plunged into an ice cellar.

Clearly, they already considered Jasmine and Liu Baicheng to be the weakest here, especially Jasmine; even with her strange weapon, her strength was the lowest.

Interestingly, despite the internet being so advanced and tablets being so common, the vast majority of people in the UK still preferred to read newspapers.