Volume 1, Chapter 63: Refusing to Believe It Was a Mistaken Identity

Since today was merely their first meeting and he now knew the location, Section Chief Huang was in no rush. With a brief farewell, he left the Chenfeng Wellness Center.

It was quite obvious now that Jiang Fu did not even dare to come himself; delivering a message for him was already the utmost a dutiful son could do.

However, the only thing giving Lin Fan a headache was that he had to figure out a way to restore those with physical disabilities.

Seeing Yan Song looking somewhat lost and dejected, Yan Su realized that the news was not something Yan Song had intentionally made up to deceive him.

Xixi despised the Li family. Yet, if it were because she felt pity for the Li family, she could simply act as though nothing had happened.

Chenfeng could not help but inwardly marvel. If he possessed such eloquence and logical thinking, he wouldn't have had to curse out thousands of people that day; he could have simply reasoned with them until they were utterly bewildered, then gone down to the police station to bluff his way through, and the matter would undoubtedly have been resolved with ease.

By now, combined with the money won from the lottery previously, the assets in Chenfeng's possession finally exceeded ten thousand yuan.

Chenfeng nodded as well. One could tell at a glance that this Lin Wei was by no means an ordinary person. Simply the fact that he maintained a smile at all times was already enough to inspire a sense of awe.

Walking down the corridor, Chu Shiyu felt a strange sensation, constantly feeling as though eyes were upon her. She went to the restroom and checked her attire to be sure.

Lin Fan gave a faint smile. He was not a magnanimous person; he held grudges, and as a rule, he never gave a pleasant expression to those who had wronged him.

"Amitabha!" One day, as I was enjoying the plum blossoms in the courtyard, a Buddhist chant came from behind, seemingly capable of calming the mind. I turned around and saw that it was Master Kuchen.

Surrounding the two immortal artifacts, shimmering lights danced, and the dense immortal spiritual energy surged like a churning river.

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Perhaps suffering from a mild sense of insecurity, Izayoi Miku curled up beneath the covers, pressing against Riya's arm as if craving his warmth, and embraced him. The exchange of body heat not only brings physical comfort but also provides immense psychological encouragement and moral support.

"Ning'er!" Baili Aoyun pulled Han Ning into a tight embrace, heartache in his voice. "It's my fault. The past is in the past, all we need is the future." The past truly was a kind of agony.

The electric serpent was slightly hindered, and its oppressive aura diminished immediately, but the sword qi instantly dissipated as the serpent continued its onslaught toward Hou Jin. Hou Jin had executed that strike with all his might, so his previous strength was completely spent while new strength had not yet arisen. With the lightning snake instantly upon him, he had no choice in his desperation but to raise his flying sword above his head to block it.

"It seems the fox's tail is finally about to show!" Seeing the figure in black make his move, surrounding the dining table of the noble youth, Ai'er, Luna, and Fa'er completely inside and out, Riya knew that certain events were about to unfold.

Old Daoist Daotian spoke in his typical style of corrupting others without end. Until now, Yifan still could not comprehend how his martial uncle managed to connect two completely unrelated matters using the word "therefore," causing the corners of Yifan's eyes to twitch violently.

"Alright," I agreed without a second thought. For some reason, I felt that the person before me would not deceive me, and that I should heed his every word.

Mother Lu cast a glance at the third master whom she was supporting—he was nearly unconscious—and exchanged a knowing wink with Madam Tan.

"Don't walk so fast..." Yan Yixin reminded helplessly, just as Yan Wan collided squarely with a young man.

Xuanji glanced in his direction without stopping, diving straight down into the lake. At this point, there was very little water left in the lake, making the environment at the bottom crystal clear.

"Rest assured! I won't pester you! My mother has already set me up on a blind date, and I'm going tomorrow," said He Xiaoxiao.

But this year, this fellow got married, learned what it means to be the head of a family, and understood that with greater power comes greater responsibility. To be honest, you know what? We didn't really want Lib to become so powerful; we just wanted him to have a little money so we wouldn't have to worry about food and drinks.

Therefore, if you have any plans, just go ahead and execute them. After some evaluation and cost-benefit analysis, Tang Wanfu approved the Libang breeding and short-video promotion project.

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Qiu Ming and Zhang Xiufen dawdled as they calculated the day's earnings. Alas! Another day of losing money.

Xu Qiu instinctively took a half-step backward, but his limbs were limp and weak, and he was pinned immovably by the sheer aura of that single finger. Watching that finger close in on the center of his brow, he knew that if it made contact, he would undoubtedly forfeit his life.

The dead-silent imperial palace seemed to suddenly spring back to life, the intense and bustling noise illuminating patches of the night-shrouded imperial city.

With no other choice, Chen Yi'an could only lie down following Xuanji's hand, lying face-to-face with her. Watching her eyelashes flutter from time to time, he smiled.

Mo Chen instinctively embraced her delicate and soft body, then raised his gaze to look at the numerous ancestral tablets inside the ancestral hall.

Although Xie Yuan was a man of his generation, his opponent was equally extraordinary. Ranking second, Wang Yifeng could be called the most unique existence in the current martial arts world—unaffiliated with any sect and extremely mysterious. Not only was his martial prowess top-tier, but his intellect was also extraordinary. It could be said that without his existence, Evil Emperor's Vale today would likely have long become dust in history.

At the summit of the great mountain, Chen Zhifan "watched" as the previously dejected-looking Tokugawa Masanao now barked orders with a ferocious glare at his former subordinates, commanding them to eliminate the fugitive ghosts whose lives had been lost because of him. Chen Zhifan curled his lips in a sneer, nearly unable to restrain himself from stepping forward to take the dog's life.

Tong Yan was momentarily stunned; he simply could not comprehend how he had passed from the Underworld of Mount Tai into the Annihilation Realm. Could it be that the Underworld of Mount Tai and the Annihilation Realm were connected?

The giant sword descended upon Master Hua's head, causing his expression to change instantly. A pale hue washed over his face, his lips pressed tightly together, and his body trembled as a crisp cracking sound echoed from his knees.

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