Volume 1 Chapter 28 He Witnessed Her Utter Degradation

The man’s words sent a surge of blood rushing to Ji Shu’s head. For a moment, she thought she must be drunk; otherwise, how could she have heard the name "Shi Jia Media"?

Ji Shu turned back stiffly to look at the speaker, her lips trembling slightly. "Are you saying that for the Hilton project, our partner at Wanwu Life is Shi Jia Media?"

The male subordinate wore a look of smug satisfaction as he rose confidently. "Ms. Ji, you clearly haven’t prepared well for this job! Since you already know, why don't you hurry over and offer a toast to Manager Liu?"

Ji Shu felt completely rigid, a buzzing sound echoing in her ears, while the man’s words repeated over and over in her mind.

So that design firm was...

The old man did not know that Ye Xiao was merely offering improvements based on their conditions; in reality, if their conditions had been better, the improvements could have been even greater.

A flash of impatience crossed Liang Jingrui’s eyes. His expectations had been dashed time and time again, and his patience was exhausted. If Lu Jing would not tell the truth, he truly did not want to stay here any longer.

However, Ye Xiao felt that even if Zhong Shenxiu reached the cities ahead, it did not seem very safe, as Qi Batian would not let her go, and the King of this country surely would not spare her either.

Yet, the scale of this mountain was much larger than the one in the test space, with the highest peak in the center piercing straight into the clouds.

If a genius—no, a freak of nature—like the Princess could cultivate from zero to the fourth stage of the Ethereal Realm in just a few dozen days, what else could she be but a freak? Would such a prodigy need to cheat?

Finally, the doctor informed them that Qiao Yu had suffered multiple soft tissue injuries and a severe blow to the brain, leading to her coma.

Jian Han stared straight ahead, suddenly remembering that her mother was in the hospital. She froze; she did not want her mother to see Jin Sicheng, but she also did not know how to say it.

Indeed, he hated the smell of perfume and disliked being near anyone who wore it. Every time Ye Qingyan approached him, he felt uncomfortable.

The vice-commander’s expression shifted from obsequious to cold as he began issuing orders to his men, demanding that they capture the fugitive Ye Xiao as soon as possible.

A-Shui stood stunned, thinking of Wu Xin. Once, Wu Xin and Wu Yue had been inseparable, but now one was in heaven and the other on earth—they were separated by the boundary between the living and the dead.

After all, he had never had the chance to visit such a place before. Aside from anything else, the cost alone was far beyond what a petty hoodlum like him could afford.

Meishan’s second-in-command held his broadsword horizontally, and a wave of blue blade-light surged out, vast as the ocean, engulfing the edge of Qisha’s blade.

The people in the room had not seen me for a week, and they all asked curiously about this or that.

Xi Yun hated him, and seeing her sad and in tears was his ultimate bottom line—a boundary no one could cross. Only he knew how much he doted on the person currently sobbing softly before him.

Zhou Luo listened to Ying Honghua’s words, her eyes filled with gratification. On the surface, the Ying sisters seemed incompatible in temperament, yet they were deeply considerate of one another.

Chang’e’s gaze turned icy. The youth’s body began to swell from his abdomen to his chest; it was a precursor to gathering energy.

Returning to the Governor’s mansion, the Governor was jubilant and prepared to host a grand banquet, but I stopped him in time. I told him that within the next year or so, he or his wife should release fish once a week. This would be effective for the rapid recovery of his wife’s vitality; otherwise, the effort might be abandoned halfway.

Fortunately, the Thunder-Fire Bird was highly effective against this lightning; it only needed to open its mouth to inhale, and a black arc of lightning would be swallowed into its belly as a tonic.

Zheng Zhong understood this deeply. The Shadow Moon Sect was a prime example; before Yi Huangong and Zheng Zhong returned, even with a Nascent Soul cultivator presiding, they had been suppressed by Falling God Mountain until they could barely breathe.

This time, having been targeted by this group of disgusting media types, Zhao Qing planned to take the opportunity to cultivate his own dedicated mouthpiece. It would not only be profitable, but it was essential to seize control of the narrative.

The Immortal Donghua was no ordinary figure; he was a top-tier entity not only in this realm but also in the various legends of the modern world.

"This Lu Dongbin—one can see from his poetry that he attaches great importance to worldly fame and wealth. Converting him will likely not be easy," He Xiangu said, revealing her Daoist origins.

But then she thought: a ghost is already bad enough, but if another one comes, I’ll just exorcise it too.

Managing to sit up, she still felt uneasy, so she picked up a brick and nudged the abusive man’s head; there was no reaction.

The leader of the Hung Hing Society, Chiang Tin-yeung, had gone missing. According to those in the know, Chiang Tin-yeung was already dead. Although his body had not yet been found, the Zhao Army could guarantee that he was definitely dead.

But when they arrived, seeing the situation on the scene, they all drew their guns and aimed them at Ni Yongxiao.

Yet, in gambling, nine out of ten lose. Even though Old Liang’s family fortune had been substantial, he could not resist the devilish temptation of the gambler’s heart. He not only squandered his wealth but also incurred massive gambling debts, forcing him to leave his hometown.

The rules of the fruit exhibition were simple: Zhang Jun handed the fruit to the staff member and filled in his information on the form.

"It’s nothing," Zang Jian said, seemingly harboring some unspeakable secret, merely instructing Duan Jian to prepare for the plan to infiltrate the Valley of Annihilation.

Amidst the rain of blood, more Blood God clones lurked in the shadows, attempting to infiltrate the great sun to strike Zhang Zhipie’s true form. Fortunately, the hundred thousand Fire Crow soldiers were not idle; the rigid, yang-filled golden flame barrier could extinguish all external evil, and even the blood-light could not penetrate it.

Ye Kai said, "He is injured, and very badly at that, but the person who is injured is not necessarily Gu Feng." —A ball is round, but round objects are not necessarily balls.

"My aunt’s husband was transferred to serve at the Tongzhou Garrison, and my aunt came along. They were stationed down in the Southern Barbarian lands; it’s been over a decade since we last saw them due to the distance. My grandmother and I are here to pick up my aunt now," Feng Lu said.