Volume 1, Chapter 53: Despising Himself

"Adjutant Wu, you've come to place a supply order yourself," greeted the manager, Liu Cheng, with a warm smile.

Wu Xunan's pale lips curved into a faint smile. He had a gentle temperament and never vented his emotions on innocent people.

"Yes, just the same items as the previous order. Process it directly."

Wu Xunan handed over his identification card and then lowered his gaze while waiting.

He had forgotten to ask Xingxue just now why she only had fifty-two United Credits when she left home.

She should have had a substantial amount of savings in her possession.

Yet, at this very moment, she had bared an unhealed wound. All this time, her composure had merely been a facade of "acceptance."

Mo Tian hung up the phone. Although he had firmly refused, the things Bai Pianran said during the call continued to echo in his mind.

Eunuch Long was no fool; he knew that Lan Ziyi had a very close relationship with Eunuch Yu, but what he had not expected was that Eunuch Yu would actually be willing to risk his own capital for Lan Ziyi.

"Has Foster Father been in the Soul-Consoling Hall all this time? Could it be that Foster Father doesn't know that Soul-Consoling killed Sister Yanran and Feng'er?" Xianyin wondered inwardly, just as she was about to press for answers, but Shadow Leader stopped her.

No, he was a man, and as the head of the household, he needed to show some attitude. Otherwise, Xu Xiaoya would become another Du Ruo—no, how could she ever compare to Du Ruo? At the very least, Du Ruo was much more sensible and magnanimous than she was, and even her figure and appearance were several tiers higher.

Seeing this, Yun Duoduo immediately brought over a pot of freshly brewed Wuyi black tea and enthusiastically invited everyone to drink.

Su Nan was also somewhat dumbfounded. He had thought his old man was going to advise him to exercise forbearance first and wait until his own strength grew stronger before seeking revenge later, which wouldn't have been too late.

Later, when he learned that his family might use him as a substitute to arrange a marriage with her, it wasn't that he hadn't been tempted, but there was far more anxiety. He was afraid he would ruin her, and even more afraid that his family would harm her. That is why he begged Qin Shao to stop the matter. He felt so utterly helpless; dragging along such a sickly and broken body, what more could he possibly do?

Bai Pianran held a small spoon, gracefully stirring her coffee, and lifted her eyelids to glance at the enduring Jiang Beibei.

She immediately informed Lan Yuchen and the others, dispatched her underworld contacts to gather information, and prepared to carry out a rescue.

Guanyin Bodhisattva then understood the reason: the Queen Mother of the West must have wanted him to display his martial might, ultimately forcing the Bodhisattva to step forward personally to sponsor the Curtain Lifting General and have him join the pilgrimage team.

"If you have nothing to do, don't run around aimlessly. You can ask Jun'er for guidance on your chess skills. I only learned today that Jun'er plays chess so well," Ji Cangyu said.

Ribery, who faced heavily concentrated defense, did not fade into obscurity. He demonstrated his sharp breakthroughs and flexible dribbling on the left flank, practically stirring up Werder Bremen's entire defensive line single-handedly and creating scoring opportunities for his teammates.

Without much hesitation, Di Jun directly took out a soul-storage bag and tossed it toward the Sect Master, then turned and left with his clansmen without looking back.

Upon hearing this, Zulong remained silent, then lunged at the black shadow once more, intending to seal it before seeking a solution. However, things always turned out unexpectedly; the black shadow seemed to have regained its sanity, abruptly turning around and bolting straight toward the primordial earth, refusing to fight Zulong any longer.

Li Shiming said, "If I cannot save the deceased so they may ascend to heaven, what should I do?" Recalling the tragic sights in the underworld, cold sweat poured down Li Shiming in torrents.

Sigh, it really is strange. This guy is usually the most lustful of all; how did he suddenly change his tune today? When someone throws herself at him, he doesn't want her? Could it be he has found a new pursuit?

Sun Wukong looked up into the distance and indeed saw a dark forest, whereupon his fierce nature showed. He drew out his Golden-Hooped Rod and raised it, ready to strike.

With his teammates speaking up first, Suyang also directly typed: "Second pick, top lane." He joked that if he didn't speak up again, he would be left with the support role once more.

I, Long Ritian, am a man who scored 108 goals in a single season and 25 goals in the Champions League. A mere goal in a Champions League qualifying playoff... what is there to be happy about?