Volume 1, Chapter 27: The "Liar" Janitor

"But if things drag on like this, Cicero will continue his relentless attacks. Not only will Turinus be unable to secure the position of junior consul, but he will also be prevented from going to the Greek theater to command his legions," Leo said with a worried tone.

Naturally, the strength of the Shenzhen team was vastly inferior to Manchester United, and the match could hardly reveal any significant issues. Jonk’s explosive performance seemed like a matter of course as he scored a hat-trick, with his signature flick-kick also finding the back of the net.

Where did the Toto people come from? No one knew; perhaps even the charlatan priests in the temples were clueless. The only thing the elite of the three great races of Thebes knew was that the Toto people possessed massive spacecraft, currently orbiting the sun.

Relying on homegrown young players to create miracles—Stuttgart’s success will help drive reform in German clubs. This kind of transformation will have profound implications for German clubs at all levels, and perhaps even for German football as a whole.

His gaze darkened as Yagyu clenched the hand hanging at his side. Goto, aren't you the same right now—flaunting your golden years with such reckless abandon, yet just like me, you are following her footsteps, step by step, leaving your own mark.

Zhang Wei scanned the area: eighteen players! Two were missing. He wondered if they had been eliminated like his own team, or if they were hiding somewhere.

Sakura did not return to the classroom but headed toward the tennis club as usual. It was still early, just seven o’clock sharp, so there shouldn't be many people at the courts yet. With ten minutes left before practice began, she figured people would start arriving soon.

A faint sound echoed. Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold radiated from Sakura, freezing the surrounding air. Aihara Shoko and the others standing nearby shivered, their hair standing on end. They clutched their rackets and scrambled backward, looking at Sakura with fear.

He Xiang had an older brother outside the estate named Liu Sheng. He spent his days doing nothing but eating, drinking, and playing, relying on He Xiang’s monthly allowance to survive.

Qing Yue watched Yun Qingrou’s predatory gaze fixed on Nan Changqing, her brows furrowing. A sense of unease welled up within her.

"The water of this Great River possesses a mysterious power that can penetrate the frost of the Ice Dragon Seal. I wonder if other forces might work?" Jiang Huairen tried the Flame Dragon Seal—nothing. The Thunder Dragon Seal—also nothing. He exhausted all the power of the Dragon Seals, but it was all in vain.

As for Ah Li’s reaction, An Hongdou and Wu Xiuyang were unfazed. After all, they had always seen the two as a match made in heaven and were secretly happy for them.

Outside Gong County, Jialan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and the retreating troops came to a halt. As long as the Blood God did not descend the mountain, they were safe.

Space artifacts are generally extremely precious. They are like a person's wallet; asking to see someone else's wallet upon first meeting is simply unacceptable anywhere.

Lei Hong’s golden lion-like mane turned into clusters of golden lightning. Clad in thunder armor, he launched a thunderous strike.

Whether it was the Western Barbarian Prefecture ruled by the Ten Guardian families, the Savage Prefecture ruled by the Lin family, the Scarlet Flame Prefecture ruled by the Liu family, the Purple Star Prefecture ruled by the Zongzheng family, or the Eastern Victory Prefecture where the Wanyan family resided, the victories and defeats between them and the four old princes of the Great Yan Empire shifted back and forth, with no decisive battle to settle the outcome.

He knew this Yang Guoqiang; he was a true senior expert, a highly respected veteran in the field of liver transplantation in the country. In terms of age, seniority, and technical skill, he was a senior worthy of all respect.

Liang Xia’s eyes shimmered with light. Clearly, she knew that Lou Xuerou had brought her to the scene, and the subject of this shoot was certainly no simple figure.

In Jiang City, whether it was entrepreneurs of the older generation or young entrepreneurs of Yu Xiubai’s age, they all showed her great respect and courtesy when they saw her.

Tian Xin was slightly stunned; she wasn't quite sure what Xiang Minsi meant by those words.

"Hmm, it seems the enemy has about three hundred thousand men. Looking at the banners, there seems to be an 'Iron' character on them!" Volibear mused, stroking his chin.

Xu Yan felt a burning pain on his cheek. Just a moment ago, he had been boasting to the Crown Prince that Young Master Zhang would definitely win the championship.

Li Rou’s pretty face flushed, and she felt a deep warmth in her body. She used to be terrified of the cold and was always icy to the touch, but now she felt much better.

Startled, he lowered his head to look around, but apart from some finger-thick broken branches, there was absolutely nothing he could use.

"Nana, it’s been a while since we did that. Why don't we find some time to try?" Lin Chen said with a chuckle.

Lei had been hiding in Italy quite well. How could he have been found so suddenly? According to his subordinates, there were four gunmen in total, all armed with heavy weaponry.

To her, she had never loved anyone in this world; meeting Jia Yitian was her only destiny.

The Eight-Gate Formation is infinitely changeable. It can be used not only to create life-and-death traps but also to weave illusions, causing people to sink into them, unable to extricate themselves.

Fragmented images flickered in his mind, with scenes of sensuality passing by one after another.

Mo Fan frowned, only to discover that You Ying had fallen into a deep sleep, with no sign of waking up.

Seeing the match end, no one offered praise. Everyone wore mournful expressions, clutching their chests as if their hearts were bleeding with pain.

At worst, I'll just produce less in the future. If I can sell it, I sell it; if I can't, I'll eat it myself. Even if I don't earn much, I won't lose much.

Life after being forced into marriage was not easy. Although her husband was handsome, he was a playboy who couldn't help but be tempted whenever he saw someone pretty.

The man’s lips curled into a smile as he held the person in his arms even tighter.

The Blood Saber descended, its eerie blade extraordinarily fierce. Ma Chen knew he couldn't block it, so he resolutely burned his essence and blood, consuming his internal energy. The immense power gained through his life force made his palms strike out like a charging warhorse, barely managing to block Di Xin’s blade.

There was a front desk at the hospital entrance specifically for directions and inquiries. Although the eighties weren't exactly poor, many families couldn't afford to eat, and when they got sick, they would just tough it out, only seeking the village’s barefoot doctor when absolutely necessary.

Of course, those who had been rejected once again had dark faces, failing to notice that the moment the girl turned her head, her eyes turned into sparkling stars.

Huang Xin was stunned when he saw the token, then exclaimed, "How could you have Eunuch Li’s token?"

At this moment, the Black Tortoise Fan Mo gazed toward the northern land, looking at the dazzling aurora across the sky, and sighed aloud.

The seven immortals of the Jie Sect—Wu Yunxian, Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui, Piluxian, Lingyaxian, Qiu Shouxian, Jinguangxian, and Long-Eared Dingguangxian—though they were at the Primordial God Realm and not weak among the deities, could not withstand the first stroke of Zhurong’s destiny.