Volume One, Chapter 50: Father, Save Me!

"Father, congratulations on breaking through to the realm of a Grandmaster!"

"I also have some great news to share with you, Father. Just the day before yesterday, I successfully acquired Marriott Wines."

"Furthermore, the land approval for over two thousand mu adjacent to it has also come through. Construction can begin by the end of the year, and the West Sea Commercial Street will be completed within two years at most."

"This is the shareholding contract for Marriott Wines; please take a look!"

A middle-aged man in a tailored suit and with an imposing aura smiled as he handed a share transfer contract to Wei Kaizhong.

He was Wei Kaizhong's third adopted son, Jing Haidong.

He controlled the largest hotel industry in Haishi, a figure who could...

Liu Cuilian was momentarily stunned, yet her tone remained unyielding. "If you can't cough up 300,000, then 10,000 will do. If you want to bargain any lower, the only thing you'll be leaving behind is your head!" Liu Cuilian tapped the barrel of her pistol against Jin Dakui's forehead a few times.

Lost in his thoughts, Su Yuchen gradually drifted off to sleep. He held Gu Anran tightly in his arms, terrified that she might suddenly slip away from him.

These people had lived in peace for too long, having completely lost the courage to fight. Their only desire was to drag out their ignoble existence, solely to save their own skin.

I did not know how long I had been vomiting, but I knew without looking back that the moment I turned around, I would still have to face that bloody, still-steaming heart.

"Alright." Su Ranzan nodded almost immediately; this was an outcome she could readily accept.

Etsu Kawakami launched his attack swiftly, unleashing his most fierce and lethal technique right from the start.

"Where do you think you're going?" With a single step, Ye Chen shifted his position, slashing forward with his sword. A scion of the gods was obliterated, both body and soul reduced to nothingness.

If the Special Investigation Bureau was the official administrative agency for martial artists, then the Martial Artists Association was a civilian counterpart akin to a guild. While their official ranks differed vastly, their actual regulatory power was quite comparable.

Su Jinxi twirled and rubbed a wine glass in her hand, her gaze lost in thought as she pondered who knows what.

"It's nothing. I'll go to the restroom and rinse it off with water. You stay right here," Su Qinghan said with a furrowed brow as he glanced at the back of his hand, patting Su Ranzan's shoulder with his other hand to reassure her.

Very well, Bai Yuzhou had no choice but to follow Xiang Li forward, watching as she approached the farmhouse where they had stopped yesterday.

The azure sky was warm, flowering branches toyed with the leaves, and cloud-like garments fluttered in the breeze. A light, dusty mist intertwined with the breath of the wind, spreading wantonly along the willow-lined banks, while a tranquil and poetic natural lake was steeped in the soft, aesthetic glow of the twilight sun.

First, he sent Mai Bao toys, then constantly showed up to pester her, and now he was gifting her a house under the guise of the old town redevelopment. She truly had no idea what his intentions were.

Moreover, although Xiao Yuyin had been initially reluctant, she was now genuinely and willingly helping Nalan Heng, truly hoping for the best for him.

An Ruo felt that this could no longer be brushed aside as mere imagination. As her footsteps continued forward, the sensation brought by the approaching sound seemed to indicate that the owner was drawing nearer.

In any case, to her, this man who appeared to be an assassin was cut from the same cloth. After all, the only people in this palace were her enemies. If the emperor died, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?

Immediately afterward, her beautiful eyes turned toward Yun Haotian, wanting to speak, but seeing Yun Haotian shake his head, she stepped forward.

Through this projection, he could calculate an immense amount of data. Since the Divine Realm isolated everything, the God of Magic could never know what he was doing; he could only sense that he was extremely dangerous and posed a threat to his survival.

The mountains looked quite close, yet half a day had passed by the time they reached the foothills. As they climbed halfway up the mountainside, a muffled, thunder-like sound echoed from the distance. The group couldn't help but look back, their expressions shifting drastically.

"Mister, chatting while driving is prohibited. We value our lives, thank you!" Xiao Mo tossed out another sharp remark that hit the driver right in the bullseye.

The two of them raised their glasses and downed the contents in one go, then began tossing the food from their plates into the hotpot.

He realized he simply could not converse with this entity claiming to be an ancient deity, or else one day he would turn into a living encyclopedia of a hundred thousand whys.

Therefore, upon arriving in this world, while he appeared adept in every other aspect, he remained utterly passive when it came to romance...

"Hey, Nana, that's him. The one I told you about. Make sure you give him a good makeover," Susan pointed at Xiao Baizhu and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shaoxun suddenly felt his face burning. Fortunately, there was no light turned on in the room, so Ye Yaotiao couldn't see him anyway.

"You're dead, you bumpkin! You're dead for sure. If I don't break one of your legs, I'll no longer go by the name of Fengshi!" The thug who had been knocked down was helped up, pointing at Li Chen and shouting vicious threats.

Ye Yaotiao knew that falling into the hands of these people meant absolute death. If she could make them release the Ye sisters, the two of them could run out and call the police, and perhaps she might still stand a chance at survival.

Department Head Han choked back his breath, his face turning the color of a pig's liver. He pointed a trembling finger at his son, unable to utter a single word.

Upon hearing this, the police officer inwardly cursed. This fool didn't even know how to tell a convincing lie. Setting aside whether this idiot even had two hundred thousand, even if he did, who walks around with two hundred thousand in cash just to go out for a meal?

Yang Yan looked at the silent Lei Ming beside him, then at the energetic Qiye, and couldn't help smiling as he reminded the former.

Ye Qian looked out the window. It was currently midday, but since morning, the sky had grown completely dark. This was neither a solar eclipse nor was the sky covered by dark clouds; the sky was completely clear, yet the entire world was plunged into pitch darkness, just like the end of the world.

Seeing that everyone was adamant, Xuanyuan Hong ceased his persuasion. He turned his head, his deep gaze scanning the distant sky.

Bu Jingyu was somewhat bewildered, but with the sword light flashing before him and Lin Yu at his side, he had no choice but to meet the attack head-on. Under the mandate of heaven, the power surging from his fists grew even more intense.

"Men! Sound the alarm across the city! Everyone to the ramparts for defense!" the thousand-man commander shouted in exasperation, rallying his subordinates to climb the walls and prepare for battle.

Seeing this, Zhou Hanyu turned deathly pale with fright. She rushed over to Zhou Hanyun and hurriedly tore away the gag stuffed inside her sister's mouth.

"There are nearly several hundred of them!" The player reporting in looked at Vals's gloomy expression, wondering where he had displeased the vice-commander, but still quickly answered Nerrobi's question.

Once arrangements were properly made, the thousands of troops on the southern city wall scattered in an instant, dispersing in all directions to provide reinforcement.

Malone had this lingering sensation of being led around by the nose, yet he couldn't bring himself to dislike it, which only made him feel all the more peculiar.