Volume 1, Chapter 33: Cutting Weeds and Eliminating Roots

Qin Yu paused briefly, then smiled: "I can tell."

After speaking, his gaze shifted behind Fu Hanzhou; not seeing me there, a flicker of loneliness passed through his eyes.

"Where’s Tang Tang? Didn’t she come along?"

The mention of Tang Tang broke Fu Hanzhou’s composure.

He cast a cold glance at the man before him. "Tang Tang? So you really still care for her!"

After the first day of the competition ended, 1,250 students emerged victorious from the knockout rounds out of tens of thousands, securing their advancement.

Gu Cheng suddenly surged forward, throwing a punch straight at Lan Jing. Without any warning, the fight erupted abruptly.

Meng Licheng, though utterly exhausted, suddenly summoned a burst of strength, gripping the wooden stick tightly in his hand.

But upon reflection, Bai Ce wasn’t a pretentious man. He had only been away for half a month; returning after half a month was nothing unusual.

“That won’t do; that would be considered accepting a bribe!” Li Shaofeng hastily declined. Yet he had no intention of turning back. In the military district, he had hardly spent a single credit point, but he understood their worth—after all, if he didn’t, he wouldn’t be the logistics minister.

Bai Ce merely nodded slightly. After Bai Mengyao left, Bai Ce stayed to study the rabbit fence carefully for a while.

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She realized a grave problem: if everyone else possessed ability but she did not, wouldn’t she become an outcast?

As for Zhang Jianwei, for reasons unknown, he did not inform the police but merely pointed out the inconsistencies he found.

Upon hearing the shouts, the two men paled and then dashed recklessly toward the ruins.

This indicated that during the alchemy process, Luo Chen had continuously enveloped the entire furnace with his spiritual power, preventing the scent from spreading.

“Sparta severed its friendly ties with us, the Daeonia, just to gain Persia’s support. Are they not afraid of offending us and provoking a new war?!” Military Minister Alexis demanded sternly.

If a formidable force encountered an insurmountable obstacle, they would report to their superiors, who would dispatch a stronger army to suppress it.

For Xiang Chen, this might have been a blessing in disguise, yet it was a pity for Jiang Tian—now separated by life and death.

Assistes followed Lucania’s customs to salute and clink glasses with Kexima, then drank in one gulp.

“Are you alright?” Seeing Luo Chen’s unusual expression, Chu Xinyue and the others hurried over.

Cheng Shiyuan was very popular in the United States; even Rick Ryan, Leonardo’s manager, had heard of him.

A production of this scale needed to build momentum well before filming to ensure a powerful release when the movie premiered.

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After finally sending away a displeased Attilicrus, Davies paced back and forth in the living room, pondering the issues surrounding the Strait of Messina.

The Frank incident had already happened. Putting himself in her shoes, Bao Jiaruo could not pretend nothing had occurred when one of the Ma siblings was left in such a state... Just as she planned to quietly retreat, the illusion array stirred.

Such nonsense was unbelievable even to himself. Everyone knew who the Fourteenth was in Yudu. Moreover, the Crown Princess appeared out of nowhere, and the news was tightly sealed—likely known only to one or two princes.

Let her transform if she must, but Hu Ji might be too clever. Who can explain to her how a fox learned to forage by the sea?

“How did you come to know Master Qingyuan?” Master Daoling turned the beads in his hand, his expression one of surprise.

People here loved to light incense for calming nerves; earlier, in the rush of coming and going, there was no time to light it. Now, with this instruction, it was not surprising.

“Sister Yiting, let’s keep moving forward; there’s a grass hut over there.” Xie Yu looked up at the sky. This was clearly a thunderstorm, and thunderstorms are unpredictable—it starts raining whenever it wants.