Chapter 25

If my parents, my in-laws, and my cousin were to come, would they still remember to put in a good word for us, or would it be better to slip away early?

Luo Jing said that they had only met at Kangji. Perhaps she was afraid to admit they had met at a massage parlor. I replied that as the vice president of Kangji, it was only fitting for her to accompany you.

She remembered that time; although many years had passed, the memory remained vivid—the craving, the intense, deep longing she had felt.

"Very well, let it be so." Yu Wei nodded. Then, under the stunned gaze of the guards and the men in black, she grabbed Du Ziren’s arm and slowly led him before He Yang.

The banquet ended on a sour note. Cao Pi retreated to the back hall, his brow furrowed. The third brother was one thing—after their father passed, he immediately handed over the twenty thousand troops he had brought. But the second brother was not so willing; if he were allowed back to Jinyang, would that not be releasing a tiger back into the mountains, inviting endless trouble?

Kong Daoran wore a cyan velvet-lined jacket with a white shirt and a purple tie, looking spirited. Yet, as we exchanged New Year’s greetings, his icy hands pierced through to my heart.

At the entrance stood a tall, inflatable triumphal arch. Both sides of the market were lined with exhibition booths. Vehicles were strictly prohibited within, and uniformed police officers stood guard.

Fortunately, the beast’s blood was green; otherwise, Xiao Yumiao could never have swung her blade with such decisive, ruthless abandon.

Mix the crushed starter into the cooled glutinous rice, place it in a clean, odorless jar, and wrap it with quilts or thick clothing—this is what we call a "wine nest."

"They have gone too far! How could they do such a thing? They actually had the audacity to take over the camp!" Yang Lixuan was pale with rage.

"That’s good. Try to acquire all the stocks on the Mingfeng market for me tomorrow." Yang Yi felt greatly reassured; as long as he had capital, he didn't fear the game.

Today, this white goose heard a poem: "The green willows are dressed in jade, ten thousand branches hang like silk ribbons. Who knows who cut these fine leaves? The February spring breeze is like scissors." It made the goose realize that spring could be so beautiful within the verses of a poem.

Grandma Chen Xia had already moved from the special care ward of the Capital Medical University Affiliated Hospital back to her own home. She only needed quiet rest and regular check-ups now. Naturally, Grandma Chen Xia, who was dearer to Chen Xia than his own mother, did not want to remain in the hospital and waste her child's money.

Yet, despite being injured year after year for over a decade, there was not a single scar left on the bodies of Jiang Changqing and Jiang Chunyu.

Jiang Yingxue continued: "I encountered San Xun earlier and told him all of this, but there is already a spy for Tuoba Yang in the military camp. If we do not remove them, it will surely lead to great disaster." Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable anxiety; with a storm brewing, the presence of a spy in the camp meant Mu Yu was in grave danger.

Just as he was at his wit's end, the old artifact spirit within the Nine Dragons Ring offered a reminder. In truth, the spirit was quite lazy; he usually turned a deaf ear to his surroundings. Otherwise, he would have heard even the sounds of ants mating, and living in such constant clamor every day would have driven him mad, if not tortured him to death.

"A slow start leads to a slow finish." Furthermore, because the star patterns everyone had activated contained numerous offensive skills, achieving a unified level of performance was no easy task.

"This... Second Master..." Ah Ming was in a difficult spot. He had already been rejected twice; if he went back now, wouldn't he lose all face?

Jiang Yingxue sighed deeply. Looking at her disheveled state, she was beyond unhappy. She had set out for a pleasant stroll through the Imperial Garden, only to be met with such an ordeal.

Lin Luo was just like this; she undoubtedly cared for Lin Junqi, but she had also developed a subconscious desire for control, wishing to know what he was thinking at every moment.

The Vatican has both an outer and inner court. The former is open for pilgrims and tourists from around the world to view, while the latter is where the thousand-year-old Holy See truly resides.

Just as Arthur wondered what was happening, a powerful, majestic, and vast will emerged. It surged directly into Arthur’s soul, supplanting his own.

Regarding the clamor on the world channel, everyone had lost interest in responding. While it was satisfying to show off on the world channel, nothing compared to the joy of posting newly acquired equipment there for all to see.

One could vaguely see that the massive maw was stained with trickling blood, with shreds of flesh embedded between the sharp, terrifying teeth.

After speaking, he prepared to leave, but after only a few steps, he was blocked. Looking up, he saw it was that god of slaughter.

Lin Jie nodded and said, "Since you have this resolve, I will tell you about the most important skills. There are three in total; as long as we handle these three, we can defeat this boss."

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing suddenly remembered something. He looked back at the Barbarian Saint of the Liuyan Python tribe, and finally understood why he had felt something was wrong.

In the end, Lin Jie and his group did not meet their demise, as the healer and the ranged players had all managed to avoid the disaster in time. Because Hua Zou was fishing, this accidental pull did not result in more than ten deaths. Thus, those who were resurrected were ready to fight again.

Having said this, he stood up, ignoring his injuries, and transformed into a shadow, darting rapidly toward the node.

In a place they did not notice, from the Seven-Kill Stele mark on He Lili's left arm, a faint voice echoed through the depths of the dark void.

It could be said that the moment the young man in black raised his blade to parry and used his other hand to palm-strike the young man in purple, a perfect plan had already formed in Xu An's mind.

Seeing Chen Shubao make his decision, the ministers below did not argue further, all knowing the Emperor preferred to act on his own judgment.

Before ascending to the highest position, one must act with extreme caution and not easily offend high-ranking generals or ministers.

The board meeting had descended into a different state; most of the shareholders were already restless.

A black business car was parked on the playground. The car slowly started and left Taohuawu. This time there was no driver; Ming Xi was driving in the front, while Xi Shan and Zhou Ye sat in the back.