Volume 1, Chapter 30: Insomnia

After work, Brother Long distributed the money to us as Sister Jing had instructed. It was three hundred yuan in total, even more than I had expected. The reason was that the nightclub had been extremely busy lately, so Brother Long had asked the boss for a larger sum. After all, when business is booming, we have more to deal with.

Afterward, Sister Jing came to find me and took me back to the factory. Along the way, she asked if I was adjusting well. I nodded slightly. Sister Jing then began to repeat the words Young Master Jie had said, telling me not to easily trust others in the nightclub, and so on. I wasn't really listening, because by then, I had already realized that we weren't security guards at all, but rather the hired muscle for the nightclub’s protection... This made me feel...

Chu Hongyi could not recall what had happened in those last few minutes, but it certainly wasn't anything good. If Heng Yanlin didn't like this place, wouldn't it be asking for trouble to set the location here?

Looking past the treetops, the border of the vast gray-white land came into view. To the north, the Sangolozem cones appeared before my eyes. The three volcanoes, quietly emitting smoke under the night sky, seemed no different from before, yet they also seemed to have changed.

Fu Jun said nothing. Just then, Qingwan poked her head out of the carriage and called to her twice, so she stopped asking, told Zao'er to turn the carriage around, and hurried off in pursuit.

As he spoke, he suddenly tripped me from behind. I landed on the ice, but fortunately, he grabbed me by the back of my collar, saving me from a rough fall. They could only use vegetable leaves to shield themselves, and their faces were scratched up quite spectacularly. Acting tough in front of me, but once they were being watched by others, they became timid and obedient—it was quite comical to watch.

"Husband, please send for Doctor Sun!" Su Jinli pulled Gu Mingjue aside and whispered.

As he spoke, he didn't care at all; in fact, Heng Yanlin truly did not care.

I went to find Nan Yaoyao and told her to break her contract with Li Tan, or else I would go to the Demon Mansion’s leader, Bai Jinghong, and report her, demanding he strip her of her demon status, cast her back into the cycle of beasts, and forbid her from ever cultivating again.

The executioner had already been so scared he wet his pants. Amidst his nervousness, lost in his own thoughts, he ultimately threw my physical body into a well under Li Tan’s innocent and naive gaze, destroying the evidence.

Generally, famous formation masters in the Black Mountain Star Domain have retainers—retainers with exceptionally high combat and defensive capabilities. These retainers protect them, allowing them more time to set up their formations.

Through the bead curtain, Zhishui looked into eyes as black as her own. It felt as if they had swapped identities; Zhirou seemed more like her former self—faint, listless, and lacking spirit. She herself felt more like the former Zhirou, having gained vitality while living in the mortal world and developing a temper while staying with Banruo Ku.

"Ha, ha, ha." Having exhausted her divine power, she gasped for air, her eyelids feeling so heavy she was about to faint.

There is a line in romance movies that often describes this situation: "Loving you is my right; you don't have to love me back, but you cannot stop me from loving you!" Look at that—what a classic line, very much in the style of Aunt Qiong Yao.

A heavy snow was falling, and an injured white wolf was crawling laboriously through the drifts. The bloody trail it left behind was glaringly bright against the white snow.

But the situation took a sudden turn. Zhong Limie walked a few steps, stopped less than six meters from Hua Xiong, and with a thud, knelt down. He used his black-energy sword to support his body, and the black energy surrounding him vanished. It looked as if he were kowtowing to Hua Xiong.

Five years. It had been five whole years. This was the first time his father had scolded him. In the past, his father wouldn't even speak a few sentences to him, let alone scold him. Xiahou felt that getting good grades would finally draw his father’s attention.

"Let’s leave it at that for now! If the Ministry of Revenue is short on silver, they can go to Huang Qichan, the City Lord of Yue City, to borrow some. Take this letter when you go." Xi Ning remembered this and gave instructions to Murong Qing.

He tore through the void, cradling the sleeping white fox, and stepped into the territory of Mount Meru. He wiped the sorrow from his face and replaced it with a gentle, lingering affection. Upon stepping onto the Gold Coast, his first act was to enter the North Sea.

"Alright, stay with your friends. When it's time to go home, have them take you back. Try to avoid places with few people, and make sure you get home early, understand?" Liu Yuntian urged.

Sitting on the sofa in the laboratory, Jiang Mingzhe was still dazed. Sitting across from him was Kaminski. He could understand what Jiang Mingzhe was feeling, but there was nothing he could do; no one could help him now.

The national treasures of other countries were also revealed one by one: armor, weapons, cloaks, and even necklaces and rings.

"Is that so? I actually quite liked you! I guess I'll just have to change my target now!" Fang Yuan laughed, making it impossible to tell if he was joking or serious.

After the demons died, Zhao Feng and the others walked straight into the innermost area, where there was a circular barrier several dozen meters in diameter.

The aura of blood and evil permeated the entire Thousand Island Lake like fog, infiltrating every nook and cranny. There was nowhere to hide, and what was even more chilling was that the blood-evil aura ignored all defenses and could penetrate directly into the body.

As it turned out, the timber merchant protected the Jewish families who came seeking refuge quite well. As for the banker, he simply sold out the Jews who came to him for sanctuary.

The Qixia Sect chose this place as their base, likely not just for the Taoist ley lines of Qixia Mountain, but for the interconnected caves beneath it.

These Indians clearly never imagined that these seemingly kind visitors from the sea would one day harbor thoughts of ruling over India.

The reason Jiang Mingzhe considered Park Seung-hee the most important person was because he also had to take her and Kim Mi-yeon to the evening banquet, so he had to pick out some clothes suitable for the occasion. Although Jiang Mingzhe didn't know much about fashion, he had Kim Mi-yeon there to help.

The situation had already exceeded the capabilities of the Han family; they had no way to protect themselves under the claws of the Soul Clan. Therefore, Han Chi handed the Han family over to Zhao Yi, and not a single elder present raised an objection.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily." Zhang Liang shook his head and smiled. While others didn't think so, he was convinced that Ying Bu would eventually defect to them.

After coming out, the rain had stopped completely, leaving only a cool breeze that felt like the chill of early winter to the cold-hearted.

If it had been Leng Ran, he would have been equally shocked. No one could have believed that this turning shadow was actually the crazed and eccentric A-Bing.

With that said, Dongfang Jie'ao plunged into the void first, as if he had long since perceived the direction in which the young master had fled. Dongfang Lingmu hurried to follow, a flash of bewilderment in his eyes.

Kotori Itsuka nodded, signaling for Tohka to continue. This was also her job today: listening to Tohka's complaints.

After Dan Ye and his group entered the celestial realm, the three of them slowly walked out of the gate. However, the moment they stepped out, they saw a few familiar figures.

He had always assumed that if he ever encountered a ghost, he would simply collapse. But how could he explain everything he had just personally experienced?

Ximen nodded, somewhat in agreement. A sphere that large would be hard enough to find balance on, let alone for a husband and wife to engage in intimacy atop it—that was not something an ordinary person could do. Even Ximen himself wasn't entirely confident.

Xu Wei believed that what Ju Xinggui said wasn't false; at the very least, he had truly seen the style of a man like Hu Hai.

Ye Liaoliao felt that Ren Yuanzhen must be hiding something from her, but she couldn't think of a reason why he wouldn't tell her.