Chapter 60

Street vendors moving about were still being rounded up, as the black market remained strictly prohibited.

"Mere beings of the Void God realm could be wiped out in hordes by a single breath from this old man!" Muzi Feng puffed out his chest and declared with arrogance.

A truly wealthy person would not drive a secondhand BMW, especially since Shen Lang was a college freshman with no financial capacity to purchase one.

"Very well." Hu Youwei nodded slightly, shook my hand in a purely symbolic gesture, and then stepped up the stairs, walking into our nightclub one step at a time.

Cheng Shijie wore a cyan scholarly robe and a cyan square cap, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking somewhat out of place in the dead of winter.

Muxi pushed open the dilapidated door, and a sudden, creaking sound broke the silence, startling Muxi. It turned out to be the noise made by the door itself.

At this moment, Gao Guifang was using this illegitimate child she had with someone else to coerce him into beating Lin Caiwei. How could Lin Caiwei not harbor deep-seated hatred?

Precious Weapons—forged by weapon masters with added heavenly materials and earthly treasures, either bizarre or razor-sharp, and quite rare.

For five or six years, the two of them had lived lives worse than beasts of burden, ordered around and treated like commodities to be traded. Originally, they had already given up hope and grown numb, expecting that any day they might be sold off to mines or brothels, leaving them with nothing but a fate worse than death.

Chu Xia felt a pang of tension in his heart; seeing so many people made him feel a bit uncertain, though he showed no sign of it on the surface and maintained an untroubled expression. Being escorted under guard, he instead walked leisurely and unhurriedly, though heaven knew how shaky Chu Xia felt inside at that moment.

"We shall discuss this later." After Zhao Zhixin had spoken endlessly with flying spittle, reinforced by the backing of several generals, Murong Ke left behind only these four words and simply turned and walked away.

With Yu Hao escorting them and clearing the way, the few people present could be said to have peace of mind as they fully dedicated themselves to enhancing their own strength.

The reason Tian Lu favored this hotel was not because of its luxurious facilities, but rather because of a chance encounter a few years ago.

Yet Murong Ke, for reasons unknown, simply refused to attack Xi Hai. It was as if that place were some kind of sacred ground that could not be profaned by the ravages of war.

Having had that lengthy conversation last time, Tian Lu saw through Huang Qiaoqiao's near-reclusive personality with absolute clarity, which was why he had been so direct—even cruelly laying out his thoughts.

Immediately, seventy or eighty figures closed in, encircling Yu Hao. Among them, the tall and straight figure of the Leopard Guard was particularly striking.

While Sun Fuheng and his companions were carrying out their plan on this side, Zhao Zhixin was over in the inner quarters of Prince Ning's residence, seeking out Zhao Bifan to speak with her.

"I have come. I am here." A gentle voice sounded beside her ear, piercing through the dark and gloomy sky like a ray of warm sunlight that made those malevolent spirits shriek and scatter. Following that, an equally gentle hand stroked her cold, sweat-drenched head.

Furthermore, compared to the domestic addition of over a hundred academicians to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering every two years, the election of foreign academicians appeared particularly conspicuous, especially in the world's foremost superpower, the United States.

"Now that you mention it, it really does look like an eyeball. With such a massive eyeball, I truly wonder how majestic its owner's physique must be. Could this entire mystic realm actually be the interior of this eyeball's owner's body?" Guo Huitong said, giving full rein to her imagination.

"Could it be because the salary is generous, so the food has been getting better and better too? It feels like Miri has grown quite a bit larger compared to when I first knew her," Qin Han silently evaluated.

His choice to bring two large cases of cash to see Qin Han today was, firstly, to highlight Shueisha's sincerity, and secondly, because having all that cash laid out before one's eyes had a much greater visual impact than mere numbers in a bank account.

Under Leng Yihan's command, the fleet selected an optimal location to slow down and anchor. Ahead of that expanse of sea lay a vast and beautiful white beach, which seemed to possess a magical power that tightly captivated Leng Yihan's heart.

Before he could enjoy the peace for long, Zhou You was hauled back up by Song Guyan. The morning's tasks were not yet finished and had to continue.

"..." Su Zihe felt a vague sense of unease, but still shook off his thoughts and broke into a run to chase after the two of them.

"Hmph! I spit on you!" Old Madam Feng spat out, glared fiercely at Feng Qing, and was then led away by the servants.

Tang Qixide hurriedly projected an even more powerful wave of consciousness, flooding into the six meta-crystals. The conscious fluctuations Xiong Qi had just transmitted were very weak, and Tang Qixide, occupying the advantage of distance, could easily obliterate the conscious commands left behind by Xiong Qi and prevent the meta-crystals from detonating.

The food in the cafeteria was little different from that in high-end restaurants. After all, it was cooked for high-ranking officials and related personnel, and the chefs hired were extraordinary—a simple vegetable dish could be made to taste more delicious than anything found outside in a five-star establishment. This could not be maligned; it was the absolute truth.

The children's meals were specially prepared separately, better than what everyone else ate. At least each child received an egg and a glass of soy milk every day—a privilege the adults did not share. Yet no one complained, and the children knew how to show gratitude, bowing in salute whenever they saw Zhang San pass by.

The Black Dragon Mother had not expected that times would change so drastically, and that the casual remark she had made back then would now come back to wrap around her own neck; she could only offer a forced defense.

However, the enemies they encountered were always unexpected and outrageously powerful. Being sensitive, he had already formed a guess about these changes: the ninja world where they found themselves seemed to be undergoing a transformation that no one could fully define.

Magdeburg was the only second-tier league team participating in the UEFA Cup this season, drawing considerable attention. As the champion of the DFB-Pokal, Magdeburg was spared the trouble of starting from the qualifying rounds and entered directly into the first round starting today.

Even so, they no longer cared about such matters at this point; they simply wanted to coax Chen Fan out first so that they could leave in peace.

"Yes, yes, He Jinhui is my father, and He Qiuming is my grandfather." Seeing that the other party actually knew his father, Sixth Master He quickly forced a smile and replied, adopting an extremely humble posture.

If they and the others were really to enter using such a method, could they truly come out ahead? Could they really obtain what they desired?

Gaara knew Naruto would certainly come, which was also one of the reasons he had sent Temari to report to Konoha.

"Teacher Huang, the situation is like this..." Ji Ran recounted the purpose of her visit to Teacher Huang in complete detail.

"I see. Many thanks." Chen Fan nodded in acknowledgment, expressed his gratitude, and then proceeded toward the corner staircase.