Chapter 51

Duan Jiangpeng did not retort; he simply chuckled heartily, revealing a row of snow-white teeth as he smiled.

Consort Yin hugged the painting and the ci poetry tightly to her chest, showing no intention of letting go, completely ignoring the disappointed sighs echoing around her.

With the Empress dowager dead, there was naturally no one left to keep her in check. Only now, within the Nine Nether Palace, did she truly become a imperial consort, and this also cleared the greatest obstacle from her path toward the throne of the queen.

The boys in the class were completely baffled at the moment, having no idea what game was being played. Judging from the teacher's words, there seemed to be no intent to scold them; on the contrary, she actually wished to sit with them.

Climbing back into the driver's seat, Lin Jiayi wore a slightly melancholic expression. Facing her immediate superior and sekaligus good sister Tang Yan, did she really have to tear off all pretensions of civility just to vie for the man of her heart?

Wang Dahai stared blankly at Tang Yan's retreating back, then scanned his surroundings in a circle, scratching the back of his head in utter bewilderment.

Yet that old crafty villain was not someone easy to deal with, and it was right on his home turf. What if something went wrong? It might even plunge him into grave danger...

A sharp gasp escaped Lin Jie's lips instantly, and with a fierce yank, he hauled the young woman over, his face darkening so intensely that it seemed ink could drip from it.

"What? Only seven men? Are the special forces really that formidable? My army of three thousand was actually defeated by just seven..." Xi Junmai's eyes radiated a profound sense of loss as he spoke.

Supreme Entertainment City housed the Supreme Casino, a racecourse, various super-malls, food courts, and leisure venues, making it a comprehensive, one-stop service hub in the North City.

After the young man left, Youlan fetched a basin of washing water, closed the door, and gently removed her veil to wash her face. However, unlike her usual habit of meticulously wiping her face before bed, this time she unconsciously ignored her forehead.

Liuhuo aimed to wear down Wang Zhongyi's patience. Even if the wounds were not fatal, the burning agony was something ordinary people could hardly endure. The moment Wang Zhongyi revealed a flaw, Liuhuo would launch the most lethal strike to end the battle.

"Three thousand three hundred and thirty-three days??" Tang Youran's eyes widened wide as she stared at him in sheer disbelief.

Through several subsequent encounters, Liu Yunxiao had consistently presented Yang Xiao with an unconstrained image that possessed an exceptionally strong sense of presence. She spoke little, yet every word highlighted her existence, and her resolute stance made her high emotional intelligence all the more apparent.

"How can this matter be decided however you choose to spin it? What do you take Us for?" The Emperor remained calm, yet his unangered authority carried a momentum capable of breaking through an army.

Later on, she seized an opportunity to enter the palace, treading carefully every step of the way until she climbed to her current position, and with an imperial prince to rely on, fate finally bestowed upon her the wonderful news of Lu Chenghuan falling out of favor.

Commander Su strode forward on his remarkably long legs, reaching the entrance of the Ministry of War in no time. The clamorous din caused him to furrow his brow deeply once more.

At that moment, a roaring sound echoed from the opposite side. This time, the enemy had actually deployed a thousand heavy trucks.

By the time the game reached around the 25-minute mark, this point had become exceedingly obvious. Especially after Yang Chao's TS farmed up and gained power, the Scourge forces were already somewhat powerless to resist in team fights.

The second before, Yan Fei was still simmering with anger; the second after, all her fury vanished. She flipped over to pin him beneath her, seizing the initiative and kissing him in a wild, disorganized manner.

She married Qin朗 a few months later. There was no wedding ceremony, no family blessings, and not even a wedding dress. At the marriage registration office, with a single shared photograph and two red booklets, she became his wife.

Yet she was naturally strong-willed and had little concept of money. Only now did she realize that being penniless was excruciatingly difficult—many things could not be done, and the items she loved could not be purchased.

Jiang Wentian had gone missing four years ago, leaving behind a substantial fortune. He had long desired to usurp it for himself, but the Third and Sixth Elders insisted that Jiang Yun inherit it, leaving him with no way to openly swallow it up.

He knew the alchemist had a son, but he did not know the alchemist's husband was still alive. Seeing him now, however, he was indeed rather surprised.

Those soldiers stood well over 10 meters tall, and the great swords in their hands were no less than 20 meters in length.

"What do you want to do to our boss?" The surrounding men immediately surrounded the injured man.

Steward Qian and the others took quite a long time to recover their composure. Long after Shen Lu had departed, they finally let out slight sighs of relief.

Raising their heads in shock, the crowd gazed up to see Chu Kuang stepping through the void, lightning crackling brilliantly around his body as a terrifying aura shrouded the earth.

"Haha, this is truly a good thing. I won't stand on ceremony with you then." The village chief accepted it quite honestly.

Regarding this matter, Granny He felt rather pleased in her heart. *Hmph, Eldest Sister-in-law's conduct remains as pathetic as ever.*

"Is that so? Then I suppose I'm truly blessed to have turned misfortune into a blessing today." The guard smiled and lay back down on the hospital bed.

With a shout of "Dismissed," the quiet room instantly became boisterously noisy. Having kept their bodies and minds taut all afternoon, every trainee was relaxing in their own way.

"Did I ever say I liked someone else?" Shen Lu timely covered her mouth, paying no mind whatsoever to her feeble attempts at pushing him away.

Yi Ruolong frowned as he spoke. He knew that the Luocheng Nightmare Dragon had been established first due to the Tengfei Guild and the Gaming Administration, but other Nightmare Dragons should have been established shortly thereafter.

Therefore, Lin Yuan explained how four players had their freedom restricted by the races within the dungeon, causing City Lord Han to turn noticeably serious upon hearing it.

"Don't you still have you? Just give him some anti-diarrhea medication and he'll be fine." Ling Yunpeng raised an eyebrow at Yang Jingcheng.

"Miaomiao, marriage is a major event in life. Have you really thought this through?" she asked her final question.

Except for the person involved, Li Jian, everyone else wore baffled expressions, unable to fathom the true meaning behind Teacher Catherine's words.

On this side, Ji Xia reported to Gu Jianlian that Ye Yuanyue had once again been summoned by Madam Zhao.

The expression on Ji Yunwan's face—which had not looked pleasant at all since her arrival in Shangchuan—finally softened, and she resumed her customary gentle smile.

The ceiling was very low, standing only a head taller than Kilian, at roughly two meters. Anyone slightly taller had to instinctively duck to dare enter.

...Mostly because after meeting the gaze of the handsome young lord at the lead, he felt a nameless sense of dread in his heart.