Chapter 155 It Doesn't Matter, I Will Intervene

"Here, take it."

After driving away the two Chen family members from Brilliant Sun Entertainment, Su Chengzi pulled a bank card out of her bag and handed it to Li Wanbai.

Li Wanbai looked at her with a blank expression: "Why are you giving me your card?"

"To pay your breach of contract penalty, of course. Didn't they just say you have to pay a penalty?" Su Chengzi sneered. "We've been through thick and thin together! Ever since those two in my family divorced back then, I've practically lived at your house, growing up right alongside you."

After putting away the Primordial Golden Pill, Jian He restored the piece of brocade to its original state, dropped lightly and soundlessly back to the ground, and walked out noiselessly. Just as the stone door opened, a sliver of silver blade light flashed across her vision.

This, too, was a form of evil—the evil of forcing others to submit to their will. Among these underworld emissaries, there was not a single kind soul.

It was not that killing was inherently wrong; Li Bingqing knew that those Ling Hao killed all deserved to die, or were people who held a grudge against him.

Yet, her voice was remarkably youthful, scattering into the night breeze along with the cold plum blossom fragrance of her hair. The hand extended before him was slender and clean, neither dodging nor retreating, its five fingers slightly curved, every single fingernail glowing like a luminous pearl... All of this made people unconsciously develop an infinite sense of fondness for her.

"What is there to fear? I've already cultivated the seventh star of the Ancient God Body Refining Formula, and I carry the Primordial Dao within me!" Ye Tian cheered himself on.

Ji Yuebai looked outside. Having finished its meal, the ugly spider coiled itself back up on that giant web. It looked like it wasn't going anywhere tonight. He pressed Qiao Er's head against his chest and used his hand to shield her from the light. There wasn't much time for sleep, so Qiao Er didn't stand on ceremony with him, finding a comfortable position and closing her eyes.

"Elephant King, let's go! We've truly lost today, but there's a long way to go, and there's really no need to rush at this very moment. Once that person successfully makes the breakthrough, are we really going to fear dealing with these humans?" Suddenly, the Saber-toothed Tiger King secretly said to the Mammoth King, actually beginning to beat a retreat.

"Understood." Tangze Kanyan put away all distracting thoughts, not looking at anyone else, and replied respectfully.

Behind them came the rustling of grass and leaves. Ah Xuan could finally no longer bear to stay over there listening to the drama alone, and walked over toward this side.

At that very moment, a wolf howl echoed from the mountain forest—it was the wolf sent out by Ah Da. It was heavily injured, one of its legs torn apart by some unknown beast, and it ran out of the forest with great difficulty, howling toward Ah Da.

"Uncle and Auntie, we are dining here today." Waving his hand, Du Hailong chuckled.

Lin Chuan, the only person likely to question this matter, had no evidence and thus no way to make a move against the people of their Flaming Return Peak, and the Gold Core stage referee was not entirely a mere decoration.

One had to know that what an auction house had to guarantee was not only the safety of the auction items, but also the order at the start of the auction and the mutual trust between buyers and sellers.

Before Li Xiao finished his words, Ziyi suddenly let out a cry of surprise, her bright eyes fixed unblinkingly on the jade pendant, showing a look of curiosity.

However, no one dared to make a move against King Li before the Eagle Clan was destroyed, because this time, Huaxia was involved, and whoever made a move would be making an enemy of Huaxia.

The fifth day of the seventh lunar month was an extremely important date for the young lords and nobles in Jiangning City.

Yang Ling's temper was the least able to endure a grievance, and the village chief's words prompted her to immediately snap back, though she instantly regretted it—it would be wiser to speak less of such matters.

Gongzi Hai was well aware that once this sense of crisis emerged, it meant the opponent's spell possessed the power to threaten his life. A direct hit would mean either death or severe injury, and more importantly, he could not quite figure out where the formidable power of this spell originated.

"Qiang'er, your worries are not unjustified, but now the arrow is on the string and must be fired. Your father can only play it by ear when the time comes," Zhou Zong said quite helplessly.

As Duan Yi spoke, he recounted the whole story from beginning to time, sounding thoroughly righteous and confident. Undeniably, he did have that thought in mind, but he certainly didn't enjoy the idea of the wilderness; if he truly wanted that kind of thing, he should at least choose a somewhat romantic setting.