Chapter Sixty-Three: Even More Prosperous Than Your Mother

"Just say you were approached by me." Fu Luoning replied to his message, pondering for a moment: "Never mind, let's wait a bit."

"You should be careful yourself, too." Fu Yanqing didn't know Fu Luoning all that well, but for this young woman to have built a design company from scratch in Shengjing over the course of three years and taken it public, she couldn't possibly lack ability.

This time, it was even a bit of overkill.

Fu Luoning: "Has the news that Fu Jing is an illegitimate son never been leaked out?"

Fu Yanqing: "How could—"

Inside the dressing room, Yan You sat in her wheelchair, letting Luo Leyang busy himself styling the intricate hairdo on her head.

Song Yuhan just wanted to say something when suddenly, a spasm gripped his stomach. His handsome brow furrowed instantly, and his large hand instinctively pressed against his abdomen.

After saying that, he recklessly tore at Nan Yu's clothes, subjecting her to violence in another way.

As for the ship belonging to the Divine Martial Corporation where Hua Jiji was, things were relatively manageable. It was the largest among all the vessels, and apart from the magical beast at the core array eye, which showed no immediate intention of making a move, the situation was stable.

That burning heart, blazing fiercely like a raging fire, was suddenly doused by cold water. The drastic ups and downs between heaven and hell were far too intense, enough to make one's heart palpitate uncontrollably.

Mu Qian said nothing more. After so many years, the emotions suppressed deep within his heart seemed to have all been expressed. He couldn't say anything further, save for a single phrase: "Take care of yourself." That was the absolute limit of what he could convey. He shoved the card in his hand toward Wei Shan and turned to walk away.

Young Master Mo hadn't intended to adopt the idea, but Young Master Hua insisted upon it. Only after implementing it did they realize that Qianshuishui's aesthetic vision was truly exceptional; compared to other nightclubs, theirs felt much more upscale, sophisticated, and free of vulgarity.

Yun Hui let out a bitter laugh. Fang Ziqian's plan was well-conceived, but once these matters came to light, even Fang Guo'an would not be able to shirk responsibility.

Seeing him like this, Gu Jiujiu couldn't help recalling how she had once heard that some people experience similar reactions when confined in enclosed spaces.

I'd love to ride. But judging by the deliberate way Young Master Zhuang is waiting for me, it's most likely for some business. Better to be cautious.

"Fine, even if you are a bird, the Ghost King is an entity feared by the entire netherworld; he couldn't possibly look like a mere bird," the shield rasped in a gruff voice.

Tang Yan gave a cold smile, while also feeling a sense of pity for Chen Xuanzang. What on earth was Bai Kun doing? Did he seriously think he enjoyed the sensation of horse riding that much?

This time, Zhang Wen's plan was massive. It was something she had been plotting ever since she returned to Qingshui City, waiting for the day Canglan Group truly grew large enough for the plan to finally surface.

Compared to Mi De, who was already buried beneath the ruins, Wang Chaochen's expression at this moment was calm and his breathing steady, clearly indicating he still had a backup plan.

He was certain that it was Gu Feng who had severed the arm of the Heavenly Heart Sect's young master, because no one else in the entire Zheng family possessed such arrogance.

After cultivating for a short while, he indeed discovered the problem: the second star's Chaotic Primal Purple Spiritual Qi was much more condensed than the first, and the spiritual energy it generated was half as slow as before. If he wanted the second star to undergo a mutation, it would definitely take twice as much time.

Xiao Shizuting smiled and did not refute. It was impossible for anyone to watch their wealth being plundered without harboring a few complaints, so Xiao Shizuting didn't press the matter.

The Sacred Mountain's move was intended to shatter the alliance among the three sects. Yet, by singling out and pressuring the Ye family alone, they undoubtedly harbored ulterior motives. If this alliance truly dissolved, the Sacred Mountain might spare the Ye family, but his Myriad Sword Sect and Cloud Rising Tower would be entirely different stories.

"Exorcising demons? You certainly sound righteous when you call it exorcising demons," Huang Zhenyu barked coldly. Even as he spoke, he, along with Xiao Zhanyun and Nie Wushuang, made their moves to catch the three martial artists at the Sovereign Realm who were plummeting downward.

Just at that moment, a cell phone ringtone suddenly broke the silence. Short Dragon hurriedly picked up his phone, only to discover the call wasn't from Handsome Dragon, but from Liu Qiang.

"What are you doing here?" Ning Mi instantly steered the topic right back to where it had started.