Volume 1, Chapter 26: Losing Sight of Who’s in Charge?

She spoke with finality, her expressionless face always giving the illusion of extreme coldness and heartlessness. The onlookers were stunned upon hearing her words, then erupted into a clamor.

"She has been raised all these years, and now she wants to sever ties with her family just because of an older sister’s birthday party? What an ungrateful wretch!"

"I truly feel it’s not worth it for President Jiang and his wife!"

Listening to these hushed discussions, Jiang Xue’er felt a surge of satisfaction. After all these years, Jiang Chenyu was still as foolish as ever, trying to use this "retreat to advance" tactic to draw the family's attention. She noticed the visible emotional wavering on the faces of Chen Ping and Jiang Chao, and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Father..."

Mu Lingtian remained silent, merely watching Jiang Ning; he would not intervene in this matter, as it was a choice Jiang Ning had to make for herself.

Su Ye, looking exhilarated, moved forward without a word to examine the information on the evolution fluid in each of the pits.

Although Liu and Xu were arrogant toward Chen Yang, they dared not offend Deacon Yu, who guarded the Ten Thousand Fire Hall; after all, not only was Deacon Yu of a higher cultivation realm than them, but his background was also not to be trifled with.

Her vision grew gradually blurred, yet the faces of the Crown Prince and Prince Ding became clear. The cries of "Sister, sister save me!" echoed in her ears. The invading soldiers, fierce as tigers and wolves, dragged the two boys, both around ten years old, away. Changping, held back tightly by her grandfather’s family, could do nothing but weep until her voice went hoarse.

Mu Lingtian’s right hand formed a claw, condensing ninety percent of his strength. A hazy, white-mist skeletal claw gripped the longsword Hua Cangshuo had swung at him from a distance, while his left hand struck out with a palm of icy frost.

However, these surgeries required extremely high levels of skill, and Niu Qinglin, Gu Songhe, and the others were not proficient in them.

Previously, when Yan Lianxin was assassinated, the entire city of Liangdu was searched; the incident had caused a great stir, so everyone present was aware of it.

The Ino School was the most powerful among the Japanese ninja arts, its strength a tier above the others; the prowess of an average Jōnin was nearly comparable to the master of the Koga clan.

At this moment, the security guards of the manor were rushing over. Seeing Chen Yang throw a car with his bare hands, they all recoiled in terror, not daring to approach.

She knew how much her son had suffered and toiled for those few barren mountains, eating and living on the hillside day and night; they were the very lifeblood of the family. Now that they were finally seeing results, how could they sell them?

The Emperor currently refused to see anyone, waiting only to order the disposal of the Crown Prince. She could not just sit idly by; Qingyun’s situation was dire.

At this moment, an Aston Martin Lagonda worth 8.5 million was speeding from the airport toward the Yuda International Trade Center.

Yuan Shao had intended to win over Liu Biao to attack Liu Bei together, but Yuan Shu had seized the opportunity to intervene and profit from the chaos.

Li Buping’s attack power was 420 points, while Tian Qi’s defense was 325. Theoretically, this should have caused nearly a hundred points of damage, but because most of the force was offset by the folding chair, Tian Qi, though disadvantaged, suffered no real injuries.

Zhuge Jin felt deeply uneasy. Looking at the gold placed before him, he was at a complete loss, utterly bewildered.

Seeing that this assistant was once again being evasive, Shen Tianhao felt a flicker of annoyance and slammed his coffee mug onto the table with a clatter.

The disciples of Zhongshan Gate were all at the eighth level of the Condensation Stage, without a single one at the seventh level. Naturally, the leader’s cultivation was the same as Fairy Wang Yun’s—at the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage. Seeing this, Xu Bufan finally understood the true gap between the Yunhe Sect and first-rate powers.

These people were veterans who had followed Liu Xiu, and they were quite familiar with him. Most of the time, Liu Xiu was easy to talk to and get along with.

As soon as their eyes met, both let out miserable cries and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Of course, with Xu Bufan’s current strength, he had not yet reached the point where he could kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a mere gaze.

Though he thought this way, he could not say it aloud. He had to prevent his subordinates’ spirits from collapsing; he had to make them feel there was still hope.

In truth, this was Zhang Bing’s fault; he hadn't told Chen Feng about Wang Ruo. Had he done so, Chen Feng likely wouldn't have been so passive.

At this time, a judicial officer had already dialed the emergency number for the Jinling Public Security Bureau, while outside, Xiao Yan was dialing number after number. He was more than just a doctor; his father was an authority in Western medicine with considerable influence in the Ministry of Health.

The doctors were working in a tense and orderly fashion. Two staff members responsible for distributing medicine, perhaps close, took the opportunity while gathering supplies to exchange a few words.

Luo Yichen arrived at Shang Qi’s office, but could not find her. Seeing the photo on the computer screen, he stomped his feet in anxiety. If his grandfather and the others hadn't arrived earlier, he would have come to explain. Now, Shang Qi must have misunderstood and left.

"Hmph, Senior Brother protects outsiders to bully Junior Brother; I will certainly report everything to the Master," the junior disciple shouted with great dissatisfaction.

"Shao Junhe, I’m hungry. Didn't you say you were going home to cook me something delicious?" Yan Luoxi cried out to Shao Junhe with infinite coquettishness.

He didn't even offer a greeting and threw a fierce punch. Zixuan was caught off guard, and if Chenxuan hadn't jumped in to block it, he likely would have been injured.

Ma Jun’s voice was even louder than Tang Junfeng’s, and he nearly ran over to pull Lin Anqi along, causing Beibei to roll her eyes in displeasure, though he pretended not to notice.

Upon leaving, she looked back at the grand and opulent house. All her years of effort had been in vain; she could never enter this world.

Seeing the blue cat Goro, Conan somehow thought of Manguno, and then of Goro, who had left him behind to enjoy a feast, causing his brow to twitch.

Jiang Ming returned the look of understanding, then turned to exchange glances with Lei Mingfei and the others, while silently calling out for Xie Yuhua in his heart.

Under the gaze of the three, the summoning array emitted a faint glow, which then intensified, and two figures appeared within it.

The layout here was like a labyrinth, full of twists and turns. At first, they could remember the way back, but after two minutes of turning, they became disoriented.

"How is this possible? This is my shop; I can’t manage it?" Sun Meifeng raised her voice.

Cultivators stationed at the fortress, when there was no fighting, would either go out to enjoy themselves or remain in their barracks to meditate. Very few in the camp had the habit of wanting to sleep the moment they hit the bed, like Gao Hua.

Relatively speaking, the fire itself served to highlight their fearlessness in the face of danger, their presence at the scene, and their selfless command of the rescue—this was what society needed, and what the people needed.

Just as her face flushed and her gaze was about to shift downward, her wide, watery eyes froze, her mouth forming a perfect 'O', and she fell silent. She maintained this pose for a full minute.

On the terrace of the annex, having finally persuaded the terrified middle-aged woman, Conan was the first to push open the door and rush toward the wall near the parking lot. He found a jacket on the center wall, with a pair of shoes placed on top of it.

Arriving at Jiang Village, Cheng Chui-fan and Wu Liang went to the school, while Hu Zhibao and the others planned to visit Zhuojiawu. His wife, Li Qiaoyun, informed them that Luo Jia-hua had been to Hu Zhibao’s home.