Chapter 65 "Then do you have anyone you could recommend, Auntie?"

"Wanqiu, I see the plants in this plot seem to be vines as well. Should we set up some trellises for them here?"
Master Tian asked, pointing to the field where Sheng Wanqiu was growing watermelons.
"Not for these. Their fruits are very large, so they aren't suited for hanging on trellises. They do much better growing along the ground," Sheng Wanqiu explained to clear up his confusion.
"Ah! So that's how it is!" Master Tian nodded. He genuinely hadn't been able to figure out what was planted in this particular field.

When Chu Haoran and the others arrived at the office, the people inside all froze slightly upon seeing him. Then, Chu Haoran was met with the expression he had encountered most frequently that day—surprised, sweeping glances.

On the grill, the oil-basted beef was sizzling. Though its color had yet to darken, the alluring aroma had already begun to spread with the rising steam.

"Grandpa, if you're angry, just scold me a couple of times," Tang Beishuang said, terrified that Zhou Tiancheng was merely uttering comforting words to appease him.
"Then would you consider adding one more name to this accompanying roster—namely, yours truly?" Emperor Xie Wuyi asked.
"I understand, Dad. We fought so hard to win back these orders; please trust me, I will definitely handle them well." Having weathered this massive crisis, Shen Yunna had grown a bit wiser, which brought a sense of relief to her father.

Huo Jinoyu's gaze instantly turned somewhat vacant. The moonlight shone upon his gentle and refined face, splitting it between struggle and tenderness, lingering yet bewitching.

Standing frozen outside the door for a few seconds, she finally seemed to snap out of it, nodding in thanks to the staff member who had opened the door. Then she stiffly turned around and slowly walked into the room.

Qian Jianmin's complexion had already turned ashen and grim, though it was difficult for him to make a scene in front of so many people.

Utterly defenseless against his own children, Tang Beishuang obediently squatted down, scooped Tang Qiqi up from the ground, and scooped up Tang An with his other arm.

The narrow room made it impossible to use the vertical maneuvering equipment, which meant their physical combat skills were now going to be severely tested.

At present, with the other spirit creatures completely unwilling to step forward, only this Heaven-Realm golden crocodile remained.

Licking the corner of his mouth with his tongue and then sliding it twice over his fingers, this apex demon—reputed as one of the Thirteen Enforcers of the Demon Realm—finally looked satisfied, wearing an expression of pure enjoyment.

"Kill, release your inner demons, kill, feel the killing intent, feel the battlefield, feel the agony of those dying around you." I remembered Old Lu's instructions. As the number of people I killed grew, the war seemed to grind to a halt, and both sides began attacking me.

Fortunately, the spot where the commission slips were stored happened to be an area of the magician's robe that hadn't been damaged. Pulling them out and giving them a few pats was enough to smooth them out quite nicely.

Ye林 thought to himself, and then he cast his gaze toward the arrogant, bearded man standing by the counter.

Although he had broken through to the Ninth Realm of the Saint Stage, remaining only a step away from immortality, that single step was a chasm of difference.

When players first entered the game, the in-game calendar was set to January of the Divine Calendar year 2158. The backstory at the time was that the Justice League and the Freedom League had just cooperated to defeat the Never-Falling Empire, after which the two leagues parted ways due to differing ideologies. The story began right from there.

Today, aside from the leaders of the main factory coming to attend the opening ceremony, all the leaders from the third branch factory would be in attendance as well.

Thinking about this driver's behavior, he was undoubtedly destined to remain nothing more than a driver for the rest of his life.

However, accidents always arrive ahead of tomorrow. Just as someone opened their mouth, ready to mock Duan Tian for his arrogance, they were stunned to discover that He Jingye had genuinely dropped to his knees.

A Yellow-Page ghost pulled out the very last life-saving coin it possessed, frantically waving it at Zhou Qing.

Once, the two of them embraced upon meeting, a scene witnessed by Liu Le's mother, who had followed after them.

Inside were enshrined the Three Pure Ones and the founding masters, flanked by a martial arts practice room and a scripture-lecture hall. When the shop wasn't open, the master and his disciples basically spent all their time right here.