You're grabbing my brother's thigh!

Lord Chen dared not push things too far. After all, Chu Yan was different from the others; if Chu Yan were to truly lose his temper with him, he would be powerless to restrain him.

"No, the area around them is too open. We would be discovered the moment we got close." Lin Tengfei felt incredibly frustrated looking at the terrain, which was ill-suited for eavesdropping. It was a pity to suspect a conspiracy yet be unable to gather further evidence.

What Xiao Junyan was doing now was a direct slap in the face to Bai Yan, humiliating her in front of so many people.

Cheng Jiajia listened to the two women sparring in the kitchen, finding it quite entertaining. If this were ancient times, they would surely be masters of household intrigue. In the end, Li Ju proved more skillful, skillfully deflecting the conversation and never directly answering the information Ji Qin sought, leaving Ji Qin to retreat in frustration.

She had been nothing more than a bystander, just watching the show, so hearing Bi Liangshun say this now actually made her find it quite amusing.

He was the trusted confidant of Emperor Qinglong, a eunuch who had been by his side since his days in the prince's residence, a companion who had grown up with the Emperor. Within the palace, he held the salary of a grand eunuch but no official position, focusing solely on serving the Emperor; yet, he was more important than any other attendant.

Upon her return, Gu Qian recounted everything word for word, though Lin Anuan did not have any particular reaction.

If there was no incubation period, it meant that even if it could be cured, there would be no time to develop an antidote.

However, the naval admiral’s attitude was excellent. Not only did he arrange for Liu Ya and her group to stay at the coastal post house, but he also did his utmost to reassure them, claiming he had already sent people to expedite the report to the Maritime Office. As soon as the orders arrived from above, they would be allowed to set sail immediately.

Chen Feng thought that since no one other than his own people had ever seen his true face, appearing as himself would not reveal any clues to Duke Stephen's men.

Demons were generally divided into three levels: those over five hundred years old were superior, those under five hundred years were intermediate, and those under a hundred years were inferior.

I quickly called Chen Yuntian, as he was the most influential person I knew in Su City so far.

The roar of laughter was deafening. Everyone thought of that legendary rumor: Jing Jian had only made movies and bought cinema chains to woo Mai Ting, a case of spending a fortune just to buy a beauty's smile. No one expected that, by chance, he would actually achieve such great success.

Bie Yin silently stroked the head of Yingzhao No. 2, letting the frightened animal act spoiled. For Yingzhao No. 2, he certainly wouldn't dare to disobey orders again. Even if he were commanded to jump around, he wouldn't dare defy them; the consequences were truly too dire.

With formation eyes and ornaments on my body, I had to confirm with every step whether the opponent had eyes, so as to ensure my safety as much as possible.

Duanmu Jie, still severely injured and unconscious, heard in her haze the sound of mournful weeping coming from beside her—it was her sisters.

The God of Cooking looked at Long Tian in surprise, exaggerating, "Good heavens! I didn't expect you to really have this kind of wine on you. If you have any more in stock, give me a few more bottles!" After saying this, he looked at Long Tian with eager eyes.

Yuan Tianzhong's words were somewhat perfunctory, and the burly man could tell. Helpless against the opponent’s rare and tyrannical skill, and knowing he was no match for him, he could only offer a cold snort in response.

Huang Yan'er flexed her arms and forced a smile. "I'm fine! Don't worry." Gao Qiang said nothing more, just nodded as if he understood. To be honest, he felt very guilty in his heart.

"Thank you, my master! Ling'er will learn well to regret," came Ling'er’s grateful voice in Wang Xiao's mind.

Tao Zhuo looked at Li Mo, whose face was already turned toward the television, making his expression unreadable.

Li Cheng watched everything happening before him, his heart filled with shock: "It’s simply sorcery, how miraculous!" Only when Wang Xiao’s farewell came did Li Cheng hurriedly rise, carefully following behind Wang Xiao, finding the white cat, and accompanying Wang Xiao to the courtyard to open the car door for him.

At this time, Xuan Gu and the others had just finished their morning practice. Seeing Mo Fanchen arrive, they appeared exceptionally surprised.

"Why can't you be early for once instead of dragging your feet all day?" Sun Zihui was truly infuriated by her.

They all called him Young Master Song. His world was one she had never entered, and she had no qualification to do so.

One day in the future, this shop would accidentally become the most famous tattoo parlor on the entire Grand Line.

Actually, she was truly afraid. If Hua Xiao did something for her sake, what would she do?

Liao Xi suddenly heard some commotion nearby and couldn't help but smile slightly, saying, "Chen'er, Xiang Yu, Yue Yun, Zilong, let's go over and take a look!" Liao Chen nodded with a smile, and Liao Xi gently led them over.

Appearing before them, only about ten meters away, was a terrifyingly huge xenomorph.

Sure enough, Shu Ziyan didn't even bother to lift her eyes. She swung her long legs, which she considered quite impressive, and quickly stepped in front of Ouyang Ke.

At first, people didn't realize what had happened. When the starlight splashed and vanished, they stared intently, and the sight was truly shocking.

"Hiss!" Someone gasped. The sense of disbelief was real, yet it had truly happened.

Buka always kept a straight face, but he was a man of principle and not one to use unscrupulous means. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spared Xu Fan when he already had the chance to kill him.

The secret guards were still killing each other, but they seemed to know who the others were, unexpectedly engaging in mutual defense and holding back lethal blows. The air was thick with smoke, but there was no bloodlust.

Thinking of this, Gu Ling'er raised her foot, determined to get to the bottom of this. "How did I throw myself at their Young Master?" She had to tell them that while people could eat whatever they pleased, they couldn't just say whatever they pleased.

As for Meng Jianguo, Meng Yao considered herself to know him better than anyone. He was a man who wouldn't get up early unless there was profit to be made. She hadn't seen him tonight, but she had been threatened by him just days after she returned, and that place was not the Meng family mansion.

The night was cool as water, the icy sky brushed by a breeze from the darkness, a chill sweeping over the city. With the arrival of night, the corners of the city fell into silence, and the starlight could be vaguely seen in the sky.