Chapter 57: Publicly Exposing Wang Youquan's Conspiracy and Shining Brightly Once Again!

Good heavens, there were about a dozen people of all ages inside the room, sitting scattered around and all staring at her.

Wang Youquan was kneeling right in the center, his face swollen like a pig's head, glaring at her with a viciousness that suggested he wished he could kill her with his eyes alone.

Su Jinxia raised the corners of her lips in a smile—a smile so stunning it could topple cities.

Mo Peipei was wearing a heavy padded cotton coat, with a towel wrapped around her head, sitting in a wheelchair. Her thin, frail, and pale face bore no expression at all, as if whatever was happening around her had nothing to do with her.

One had to admit that the Mo family's living standards were quite decent; none of the clothes they wore had patches, they had leather shoes on their feet, watches on their wrists, and some wore glasses, giving off the distinct aura of intellectuals......

Thus, one group was inside the door and the other was outside. Neither side was willing to yield a path to the other, remaining locked in a stalemate.

Liu Feng walked up to the kang, pulled over the quilt, shook it out, and began to fold it. He folded it into thirds, then folded both ends inward, folded it in half once more, and finally began pinching the corners of the quilt into crisp edges.

The young lasses also washed up briefly before heading down to the hotel restaurant together with Old Liu and his family. Their energy levels were slightly poor, but youth was on their side, and they managed to push through.

Well, let's take the aforementioned words merely as a joke, but Su Shi also simply wanted to avoid trouble, so he found a secluded corner in the cafeteria and sat down.

The reason for such a sensation was that Gu Bing had intentionally or unintentionally leaked the news that President Jia Yu of Tianyong International, a company collaborating with the Shallow Jade Warm Wind Group, was coming.

At this moment, the "pop-pop" sounds of Dreyse rifles began to echo from the distance in succession. Two hundred and forty guards had long been lying prone and concealed in the vegetation and grass four to five hundred meters outside the battlefield, and they now began to systematically snipe every enemy holding bows and crossbows.

"Alright, alright, I will wait for you in the office. When will you arrive? I'll come down to pick you up myself." Tang Mingwei's voice changed instantly, and his overwhelming enthusiasm was impossible to conceal.

"In order to avoid being completely obliterated by 'it,' I had no choice but to seal myself away. Although I lost most of my freedom, at least I am still surviving in another form." The figure appeared to be a middle-aged human male, holding a very simple staff in his hand.

Those nine paths would have undoubtedly been death traps from his former perspective, but now, he was at the pinnacle of sorcery. If he could find a way to fuse his soul with his spiritual power, he would step beyond the ranks of Saint Mages. When that time came, it would be the moment to sound the horn of his revenge.

As for my words, Dad merely nodded and said nothing at all. But just as I mentioned the year of the earthquake, Old Chen and Old Xie at the table both gave a simultaneous twitch of their chopsticks. Although the movement was subtle and almost imperceptible, I still managed to catch that detail.

Even though Liu Jie tried his best to mask his nervousness, a trace of panic could still be discerned from his eyes. In Guo Rong's mind, his immediate instinct was that Liu Jie had hidden something in this room—it could be food, or it could be something else, but in any case, he simply didn't want others to see it.

Ye Tan's reasoning was very sound, but as for Hou Junji himself, would he actually spill the secret or keep it to himself? That was hard to say, since he wasn't really the type of person who could keep a secret.

Opening the refrigerator, Wang Jin saw only a few eggs and some fruit; there was nothing else. Understandably so, since his parents didn't have much time to cook anyway, and buying groceries would simply be a waste.

"Chu Yun, how do you think those people will treat us?" Shen Yu asked a rather crucial question.

As for the account ID... although it seemed a bit affected, he had to admit it sounded pleasant enough, and for the time being, it was an account he was quite satisfied with.

However, Villas-Boas was different. Villas-Boas took the helm bearing a mission and initiated a tactical revolution, attempting to steer Chelsea toward a high-pressing style of play that would make their matches more entertaining.

Therefore, even though he had been busy with military affairs over the past few years, deep down he still very earnestly went about ordinary tasks.

"Yes, the second-floor restaurant, leisure area, gym, and swimming pool are all over there," Song Muyuan nodded and said.

At this moment, the boat had completely stopped, and the shadowy figure that was previously poling the boat had also vanished. Only the distant sound of the bone xun continued to echo faintly.

With neither gold, silver, nor copper, and commerce largely devastated, the founding Emperor of Ming felt that since merchants were bad people anyway, commerce might as well not circulate at all. The government collected taxes primarily in kind, paid salaries mostly in kind, and even corvée labor and the like were settled in kind.

Wang Nuo was well aware that Wu Xuan simply wanted to compile a research report and hand it over to futures speculators like Ren Likun. Now that the task was completed, a temporary sense of relaxation was inevitable.

No matter how past explanations were framed, the past was already behind them. No matter how Ye Hua tried to make amends, he could never heal the wounded heart of Hua Xuanji. Hua Xuanji said nothing more, turned around, hugged Qi'er, and prepared to scramble into the carriage.

Since they hadn't returned yet, their family had called to inquire about the situation, but Lin Mu placated them all.

Instinctively, Ye Yaotiao felt a wave of cold air washing over her face. Looking closely, the smile that had filled Han Shaoxun's face just moments before while bidding farewell to the police had completely vanished, and the gaze he fixed upon her was exceptionally icy.

Noticing me and Yuetang present, she hurriedly used her clothes to shield her handbag, but her action was a fraction of a second too late, and I had already seen it clearly. She cast an awkward glance at me and then hurried away, too lazy to even offer a greeting.

"Right, sleeping at home is both safe and comfortable. Sleeping at home is definitely better." Yang Guang was pinched on the inner arm by Chuying, and only then did his muddled brain regain a shred of clarity, prompting him to quickly echo Chuying's sentiment.

Xu Chao lowered his gaze to the red line, sinking into deep contemplation, and unconsciously blurted out what was on his mind.

Damn it! Watching him kneel on burning charcoal, I felt a phantom pain in my own legs from the scorching heat, yet he didn't react at all.

The brothers Liu Yeyuan and Liu Yeyesheng strode forward with long swords in hand, dispensing with pleasantries and immediately thrusting their swords straight at Shen Huchan.

Ye Shuang drew her own blade, at which Chu Yurong added, "Let's make this clear first—we are only sparring, so those suicidal sword techniques of yours are off-limits." Chu Yurong had truly been frightened by Ye Shuang's reckless, life-risking fighting style.

Gazing into the distance, a magnificent and opulent palace stood by the Xuanwu Lake. If I wasn't mistaken, that should be the Nanjing Forbidden City, which was the imperial palace.

After concluding today's training, Gongyang Tianfeng gave each of them a vial of dark green liquid, instructing them to mix it into their bathwater upon returning. In truth, Gongyang Tianfeng's method was quite taxing on the human body; if they failed to supplement it with rare natural treasures, it would severely impact their future achievements.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, a powerful surge of true qi was suddenly channeled into his body.

Before long, the panel of backcourt judges reached a decision, and a staff member handed the name list to Stern.

Upon sensing Yongqiang's presence, the Easter egg artifact suddenly transformed into a cluster of red light dots and flew into Yongqiang's body.