Chapter 45: Everything as Usual

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After hanging up the phone, Huang Yiliu walked toward the storeroom where Su Yan slept.

Little Su Yan woke at once upon hearing the movement, fixing her with a wary gaze.

Over the past two days, Huang Yiliu had gradually calmed down.

Even so, seeing him still stirred a trace of anger within her.

“Su Yan, I’m giving you two choices. Would you rather return to that woman, Su Xingwan, or stay here with us and be my son?”

“You—”

The playing cards were already badly worn, and the corners of some had begun to separate into layers, but to them, they were still a luxury.

Just then, that childish voice rang out in his mind once again, this time carrying a faint note of urgency.

Zi Mei had never imagined that Mu Shishan would divert the trouble toward her, leaving her utterly exasperated.

With the new king taking office, Lucius used swift and ruthless methods to purge the disorderly elements within Qingcheng.

At the same time, his aged and feeble voice was rather difficult to make out. This left Charles deeply suspicious as to whether the figure before him was truly a god—or merely a living corpse that had died long ago.

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Song Ling gave another cold snort, a trace of almost imperceptible mockery and grievance surfacing in his indifferent eyes.

There were already cubs and a mate at home; they could not simply let some strange male come in.

Yu Xi said nothing, but his expression grew considerably darker. He should have known. Yu Xi and I were old acquaintances with a friendship that ran deep.

Mu Yuner and Nick arrived at the “guest-attraction district” arm in arm, looking like a pair of close friends.

As for having another litter of cubs in autumn, Mu Yuner and her mate did not share the same opinion.

On this day, the powerful warriors of the Yin Kingdom and experts from every region all gathered at the Mandos Ruins to witness the life-and-death battle between Master Bai and Modo. The crowds were immense.

Zhao Kang knew that the outcome of this battle was no longer in doubt. Huang Zhong would never miss an opportunity like this.

Li Xifeng swung both fists, his presence magnificent and overwhelming! The surface of the lake instantly erupted into turbulent waves, sending swells several meters high into the air.

Sima Tanyi nodded. Duan Tiangang had always been pursuing her, but she felt nothing for him. If he had not been the city lord’s son, she would never have paid him any attention.

At that moment, the viciousness on Dai Yuanzhen’s face deepened, while the maid pretended not to have awakened, though terror had already seized her heart.

“My lord, there is fighting twenty li ahead, with roughly ten thousand people involved! Shall we take a detour, or wait until they have finished before setting out again?” Gao Chong had returned from the sky astride his flying tiger.

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“Masu Ali still hasn’t made a move?” Zhou Jiping grew puzzled. Even before this, he had felt that something was amiss. Only now did he realize that Masu Ali was being far too “cautious”—he still had not sent out his elite troops.

The six of them were all streamers, each with a style of his own. That was precisely the situation Lin Chengqi hoped to see.

Once this post was published on Weibo, it was immediately noticed by the players waiting for the server to open.

“Yes!” Justice Audrey had also finished reading Arlock Tudor’s diary. She was struggling to understand what relationship this Tudor had to the value of Tudor from the Fourth Epoch, but when she heard the question, she answered without the slightest hesitation.

“When you put it that way, it really is hard to say.” The maid tightened her hold on Consort Chen’s arm and sighed.

Seeing that he was no longer resisting, Fu Qi gave Zhao Laosan a meaningful glance. Understanding, Zhao Laosan untied the ropes. The boy’s face turned livid as he glared fixedly at Fu Qi, but he made no further move.

Fu Qi saw that quite a few of the surrounding stalls had already closed. He felt awkward stopping them from leaving, so he could only take the flower lanterns and depart.

Lin Xun picked up the mask from the tea table and put it on, tossed his phone to Yang Chaoyue, and strode out of the room.

If this frontier territory developed a stable source of production, its goods could be sold externally. With sufficient profit to be made, merchants would come of their own accord to trade. Once merchants arrived, the local economy would be brought fully to life.

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