Chapter 24: The Transaction
Late at night.
The heater in the Jeep was running at full blast, yet after He Wenzhou’s words, Gu Sheng sat rigid in the passenger seat. A chill seeped through her arms, and her hands, hidden beneath her sleeves, clenched instinctively. She couldn't stop herself from shivering. She should have known she couldn't hide this from He Wenzhou; once he had gone there, he must have investigated Zhao Qinglang down to the last detail. Gu Sheng watched in silence as He Wenzhou drove...
Yet, as the flying sand and stone struck the body of Chen Fan, the stranger, it was horrifying to discover that even though the debris was ten or a hundred times more powerful, it failed to move a single hair on his forehead.
Li Yan was shrouded in an astonishingly baleful aura—a mixture of various energies so bizarre and violent, with a stench of blood so pungent, that many living creatures nearby were forced to retreat.
As long as he obtained the Ancient Immortal Decree, the Heavenly Origin God Emperor was confident he could perceive the opportunities of the Immortal Path and transcend the ninth stage of martial arts.
Several jagged, tree-branch-like bolts of lightning struck down suddenly. The blinding light flashed and vanished, making the entire Ghost Nether Base appear somewhat grotesque under the illumination of the lightning.
At this moment, inside the "Journey to the West" livestream room, the numerous onlookers began to chatter and discuss the events.
He rushed over immediately and held Fang Ruqin tightly. Although he disliked how his sister managed every aspect of his life, she was the only family he had left in this world. Fortunately, Chu Feng had arrived to save her.
When Ye Xing left without a word the next day, she was even more furious and issued an order throughout the assassin world to search for his whereabouts. When the news of Ye Xing’s injury arrived, she knew it immediately, though she pretended to be unaware.
It took two hours of traveling to reach Wind Whisper City, but as soon as Lu Feng entered, he noticed the different ways the people around him were looking at him; some were even whispering to one another.
The three or four human clerks inside the tailor shop exchanged glances and gulped hard, some of them with their legs trembling.
Gu Chenze stepped out of his office, originally intending to ask Bai Ruoyi to dinner to celebrate her securing the contract.
Wuhen deliberately reached out to test him, but the result remained the same—there was no reaction at all. This allowed Wuhen to confirm that the man had completely lost all signs of life.
Yang Mancang, an expert in researching stock market policies, was not only intimately familiar with the major events in the domestic securities market in 2001, but he also kept them in perfect chronological order from January to December.
After laying Lan Shan on the bed and tucking in the corners of the quilt, I decided to go and meet this fake Mou Xingchen.
"What is the Nirvana Sutra?" Wang Yong also woke up and asked in confusion, though he already had a rough idea of what was going on; he just dared not imagine it.
Seeing the thin layer of sweat on Li Zekai’s forehead, Feng Ruoxi was puzzled. Could it be that he had rushed over immediately after hanging up the phone?
Rong Zhao watched with rapt attention, following every move and counter-move with bated breath, already imagining in her mind how she would parry the next strike.
But now they were forbidden from coming, and they couldn't even stay in the same place—wasn't this making things difficult for everyone? How were people supposed to live?
Yet now, she could only hope that Gu Nanchuan would quickly investigate the truth and clear her name.
Who would bathe in the river of sand with a beauty as one heaven and earth? Who would sleep beside a beauty under the sunset, drunk for two thousand years? Never once saying "I am your dust," yet you are my Loulan.
The night was quiet all around. Perhaps because of the unease in Mu Ling’s heart and her fear of the unknown, she slept poorly. In her hazy dreams, Mu Ling seemed to hear someone calling her name.
Chu Tiankuo’s gaze was fixed on the Prince of Yong’an. His imperial brother, whom he had met only today, was so loyal and affectionate toward him. He felt proud to have such a brother, and his heart warmed.