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“In Shenghao, I can also infiltrate the Ling family,” Qiu Birong finally revealed his true colors, whispering a threat.

So, that’s how they’re trained? Thinking this, Qian couldn’t help but glance over at Yingyi sitting on the bench. A gleam flashed across his glasses. SA, Edogawa-san, I’m truly becoming more and more curious about how you train them.

Wandering recklessly is impossible—never in this lifetime. It’s better to stay steadily at Shrek Academy for a few years and wait for Tang San and the others to arrive.

She turned to look at Baizhao and Jiang Zhongdong, a chill flickering in her eyes. She would never let those who harmed Ye Lan go unpunished.

His business was quite successful; compared to others who earned little, he made over two million in profit annually.

A few days ago, news came that Gao Jin’s forces had taken control of Tongren. How could A Ling sit still? When he left Guangxi, Zhao Hongcan had already warned him that Gao Jin’s troops were likely to attack Guizhou. Now all of this had become reality.

“Speak! Why did you come to find me? Starting with a fight—this lawlessness, do you take me for dough to be kneaded?” Yue Yang sneered with disdain.

Ye Ying bit his lip tightly, struggling to suppress the raging blood within caused by the loss of the glazed jade, nearly exhausting all his strength.

Upon learning all this, Prince Cheng was so furious he felt his teeth might shatter. Although Prince Cheng and Prince Yong were full brothers, sharing the same mother, their relationship was poor. Prince Cheng had always been a staunch supporter of Jianxing, while his ties with Prince Yong were as incompatible as fire and water.

One evening, Xue Xi brought a scarf to school the next day, hoping to find an opportunity to gift it to the all-around powerhouse.

Perhaps because his actions were too extreme, reaching an unprecedented scale, if things worsened, the only outcome would be death, with no guarantee of redemption. This was not what he wished for.

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Fang Yuan nodded and pinched Cangmao’s chubby face on impulse—something he had wanted to do for a long time but never dared.

“May I ask where you intend to take me?” Lu Wen’ang asked nervously, his voice trembling.

The Paranormal Association was, after all, a semi-civilian organization; relationships within were quite friendly. It was normal to take a call during meetings.

The Fighting Emperor smiled, “Hao, stop being modest! If there’s really a problem, investigate immediately to prevent chaos at the source. You’re well aware of Fang Ping’s capabilities, aren’t you?”

Hei Shao, displeased by Bai Tang’s words, floated in the water waiting for an explanation. Bai Tang indeed gave him a reasonable and justifiable one.

After Lu Ling fell asleep, a brief family meeting was held, ending with each member harboring different thoughts and schemes. No consensus was reached. Because the meeting ran over lunch, Mother Ruan closed the bedroom door, leaving Father Ruan locked out despite his intention to join.

She was every bit as stunning as “Yang Ying.” Even Li Feng, a composed older man, couldn’t help but be amazed by her appearance, temperament, and figure—truly a rare beauty.

Tang Xin seldom inquired about Li Feng’s work, so hearing his words, she said nothing further.

“What’s so urgent?” Qing Hen looked at him with curiosity, a sense of unease rising in her heart.

Huang Meng nodded silently. Talented individuals often came with peculiar quirks and stubbornness. Fortunately, this place was better than Qingqiu Academy. Though time was tight, he still had some repairs made.

Now she truly disliked Aunt Yun. However, for A Wei’s sake, she was reluctant to see her father and mother divorce. Still, she would respect their final decision.

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For a moment, only the sound of two people placing pieces echoed in the air. At first glance, one might think they were two old friends.

A series of hurried footsteps approached, breaking the calm of the Xian Palace. A slightly stooped figure carrying a lantern emerged from the night. The cool night breeze tousled his graying hair. He didn’t brush it aside but pursed his lips with a solemn expression as he made his way toward the Qin Yu Courtyard.

Looking at the ghostly figure of this Hunted Sky standing before him, Xiao Rang could feel the earth-shattering aura he exuded. Especially those eyes, as if an ancient demon were staring right at him. That gaze was identical to a bloodthirsty wolf eyeing its prey.

“You!” The grand leader glared coldly at Meng Shihan, then at Lin Yun, saying nothing—seemingly contemplating something.

After mastering this move, Lei Li looked at Jing Yuan, who seemed safe, and suddenly swung his blade, cleaving Jing Yuan in two. Jing Yuan glared at Lei Li in fury. “Despicable, shameless, you are a bastard!” His life gradually faded away.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have dragged you around at my own pace. So I want to ask if you have any plans for the future?” Li Ningyu always took responsibility for his negligence and mistakes.

Feng Qingzi, however, was unfazed. Seeing Xiao Rang’s frenzied expression, he chuckled softly, saying, “Young man, if I don’t will it, even if you want to die, you won’t.” Saying this, he tugged the white radiance in his hand, instantly pulling Xiao Rang and Xu Ruohua away.