Chapter 94: Much Ado at the Director's Door

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Chen Jue suddenly understood—so this fat man had been eyeing the other man's wine all along! After the two boarded the carriage, Chu Hu promptly whipped the horses and set off. Fatty Yu never lied, so when they passed by a tailor's shop, he dragged Chen Jue inside and bought him a set of clothes.

Thinking of this, Su Chen's gaze turned toward Ling Laosan, who, seeing Su Chen looking at him, waved the phone in his hand with a cold, sinister expression—a gesture that said, "You just wait, the reinforcements I've called are on their way."

Strange symbols surfaced upon the Black Lotus Divine Wings, spinning round and round—these should be the curse symbols set by the curse master, generating a ripple of power.

Was this a trap? Could it be that the last time was the same? That from the very first step he took onto the campus, it had all been a trap? And he hadn't noticed? Then, had his investigation been misled? What had he missed? What exactly was the principal hiding? What was really going on?

Liu Lei smiled faintly. He hadn't originally thought there was anything wrong with having the person involved go up to take a look, but when he heard this fool eagerly volunteering to cover the costs, he was happy to accept. After all, his brothers risked their lives day in and day out, and the meager pay they earned could barely support their families.

"Who are you?" Huo Deng lowered his voice, all trace of his earlier shyness and restraint gone. His determined eyes held an unyielding resolve.

But at the very center of this place, a massive circular pool of congealed blood had formed, roughly three meters in diameter. The blood within seemed to be boiling, churning and bubbling, with bubble after bubble rising to the surface with a gurgling sound, as if something was brewing within.

Those smells were all real, just like the lingering fragrance of cream still in her mouth, they were all real.

Jiang Wan was still hesitant. It was so high up here... if he failed to catch her, she'd end up crippled.

And the elder sister, once in the prime of her youth, had shouldered the heavy burden of the bun shop, raising her younger sister as she slowly grew up, all while paying off the debt of eighteen thousand lang coins incurred during her parents' grave illnesses.

What was lacking now was only one piece of evidence—a "substantial" piece of evidence that could support the National Security Bureau in establishing a special investigation team.

But just at that moment, the two suddenly realized that more black-clad men had blocked their path ahead, about twenty meters in front of them. Now they were truly caught between a rock and a hard place—there was no way to run. They couldn't very well just jump off from here, could they?

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Some of these people were impeccably dressed, looking like successful white-collar workers; others wore clothes so old and filthy that their original color was indistinguishable, as if they had just finished hauling bricks at a construction site.

The absorption of faith power was something the Destiny Cube executed automatically—it would automatically channel one quarter of the faith power collected from the other world to restore itself. After this setting was configured, Zhou Ping no longer needed to worry about it. The other matter was Zhou Ping's own improvement.

As for the New Year's Eve dinner in the Jian'an Hall, after Cheng Yanzhong left midway to search for Su Ruoyao, those who had been forcing smiles could no longer keep up the act, and the gathering ultimately ended in a "cordial" discord. Cao Ruyan's dissatisfaction with Su Ruoyao gradually began to grow.

"Where are we?" Ye Qingjue really couldn't fathom why Diwu Mo and Shang Wushang would do such a thing. Hadn't the conflict among the three cities just been settled?

The word "backlash" appeared in Su Mu's mind. He had never imagined that there existed a vengeful spirit capable of devouring one's spiritual consciousness.

Shen Xu frowned deeply. He could feel that half of his dantai had frozen into a frozen wasteland, while the other half had inexplicably sprouted countless nameless flames. The spiritual power within his dantai was utterly unable to provide any supply or output—it was simply too occupied with its own survival.

If, during a random teleportation, one happened to cross a natural barrier by chance and found a safe foothold on the other side, the caster could use that location as a coordinate to employ precise teleportation for back-and-forth communication.

"Let's go." Lao Bao put on his shoes and headed out with Andy, calling a friend at the hospital on the way to explain the situation.

But mainly, it was because their intelligence was lacking. They weren't as clever as humans, who knew to practice martial arts and knew to improve their own strength.

Yet, looking back on it, Ye Qingting had never spoken a single suggestive word to her, nor had he ever made a single overstepping move.

These beauties, who were usually so high and mighty, were all women of status and privilege. They hadn't even shown him proper respect when they saw him.

Naive girl—he said he wouldn't hit her when sleeping, but did that mean he wouldn't hit her for anything else? But that wasn't within Iron Rou's consideration.

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At first, she had been in too much pain to notice that several boys had entered the infirmary. She saw them later but didn't think much of it. Now, though, she felt a strange mix of having suffered terribly and being overwhelmed by unexpected kindness.

If he had truly taken her body last night, then had he come even a moment later today, A Yue would have been dealt with by the consort again.

By the time Zhang Yuchu charged close, Song Ke didn't even look, delivering a whip-like kick straight at him. Zhang Yuchu raised his arm to block. Bang! A surge of tremendous force erupted from Song Ke's leg, and Zhang Yuchu, unable to withstand it, tumbled sideways to the ground.

"Don't lean your whole body out. Ghosts can see things in the darkness," I said.

But just as the genealogy of the sixty-four monk courtyards at Daxiangguo Temple was fraught with intricate interests as tangled as a spider's web, the twenty-four courtyards of Kaibao Temple likewise shared no deep bond of mutual solidarity.

After the meal, Bai Ruzhu returned to her room to do crochet work, while Fang Guizhi went back to hers in low spirits, presumably still fretting over the matter. Bai Ruzhu didn't try to persuade her further—nothing said now would be of any use. Only when the matter was properly resolved would Guizhi's knot in her heart finally be untied.

"I'll go first!" Luo Datong took a few running steps, planted one foot firmly on Li Bin's palm, and easily leaped up onto the city wall.

What Nascent Soul ceremony? She could clearly see that this was Qin Chuan's deliberate attempt to proclaim his relationship with Mo Zichen before all the cultivators of the world.

"It's because Naruto's situation is somewhat special, and he can't fully suppress the Nine-Tails' chakra either, so I was a bit curious, wanting to know how you manage to suppress your tailed beast?" Kakashi immediately came over to explain.

Mo Zichen did not dare to be negligent. She first bowed respectfully to the dharma body before reaching for the jade slip.

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