Volume 1, Chapter 122: How is your songwriting so freakishly like an assembly line?!

The problem was that the diva once promoted by the Kyushu Group had now signed with another company! And she had instantly skyrocketed to fame. Her album was selling like hotcakes. If this continued to escalate, a single concert of hers would shake the entire entertainment industry! By then... the chairman, along with those few major shareholders, would be alerted. A thorough investigation would inevitably follow. The financial deficit could no longer be concealed. This was the most critical point. After all, the embezzled money had long since been pocketed and spent by him. Unless he paid out of his own pocket to fill the gap. Even if he did, he would still be held accountable for firing Chen Meiqi. At best, he would be dismissed; at worst, he would face prison time! Hearing this, Yang Wei was instantly terrified...

With a crashing sound, Rodney was thrown violently onto the bar counter. He twitched twice and passed out. Before Alma could even cry out, the opponent moved before him with godlike speed, hoisted him up, and slammed him hard against his knee.

"Let him rest for a bit. Keep an eye on him tonight too. If he does something foolish like committing suicide or self-harm, we'll suffer for it as well." "Number Five" sat on the outermost edge of the bed.

"No, that's impossible. How could this cat like me? I am the owner, I should be his master!" Chixi repeated in her heart, denying what Yi had said to her. She then quietly opened the door and slipped away.

"What do you want to eat?" Mo Haoteng looked at the barren plot of land, which had absolutely nothing. He felt a tinge of regret; had he known earlier, he wouldn't have arranged for them to stay here.

Upon reaching the cafeteria, a server who was clearing the tables glanced over curiously at the sight of Teacher Huang holding hands with a student.

"Why are you here?" Xia Ling's mind was a bit hazy, but seeing him sitting by her hospital bed so early in the morning felt rather unusual.

She wore a police uniform, which made her look valiant and heroic, yet could not conceal her alluring charm. Her bangs hung down to her eyelashes, and her face flushed with a slight redness, suggesting she had already drunk quite a bit.

It turned out that what Zhu Bajie had told Xili last time was actually a lie. His true reason for being banished to the mortal realm was being punished for peeping at Chang'e bathing. If Xili were to hear the conversation between these two, he would surely fly into a towering rage.

Just then, Bo Yuntian suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop. The expression on his face grew exceptionally grave. "Listen, it sounds like they have arrived." Instantly, the stone chamber fell into a dead silence, and uneasy expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

Li Tianchen watched all this with a faint smile, gradually gathering the skeletal remains of the demon gods' true bodies into the Shennong Cauldron.

When he first arrived in Chenglin, in her room at the apartment hotel, he saw her just as she stepped out of the bath, looking like an alluring phantom.

...If she hadn't seen and heard it with her own eyes and ears, Ming Ke would never have believed that the two men, who had been dining with her so coldly just moments ago, could have such a down-to-earth side.

Moreover, it was this famous Battle of Red Cliffs, where the few defeated the many, that propelled Zhou Yu's military genius onto a grand new stage, securing his legacy for generations to come.

Zhang Feng couldn't figure it out, nor did he have the time or energy to think about it. Sangui's slap just now was definitely no joke; it left his cheek burning with intense pain, and it felt as though air was leaking through his teeth. Was this...?

In the dim light, the man's expression was grim and tense. He scooped up the floating, limp figure with his large hand and swam rapidly toward the lakeshore.

"You can't answer, can you?" Perhaps he had already realized that she cared for that man, that she liked that guy.

Left with no choice, and with no one knowing how to proceed, they could only grope their way forward in the dark. They could only remain silent and inactive, unable to say or do anything. They had always believed that by now, they would be met with sympathy, but the reality was far from it.

Once his state of mind had completely settled, Li Tianchen sat cross-legged in silence, circulating his energy and beginning his quiet cultivation.

"Well... although it cannot be confirmed yet..." Hailing from the Time and Space Administration, their objective from the very beginning was to monitor a certain unique existence in this world and limit any potential impact they might have on it.

The officers and soldiers of the Second Imperial Guard Division, who had arrived ahead of schedule, stood as straight as a forest, while the imperial flag adorned with the chrysanthemum crest fluttered high in the wind.

Hearing this familiar voice, the Crown Prince felt as if he had touched ice. A shiver ran through his entire body. He turned around to find Emperor Kangxi standing there with a livid face and hands clasped behind his back, his gaze piercing through Yinreng like a blade.

Thus, after putting that sticky substance into my mouth, even though I swallowed it immediately, I couldn't help but frown at the bizarre taste.

The ancestor of the Ling family was a summoner for the Shi family. At this moment, let alone Wang Feng, even Momei and Lisa were shocked; this secret had never been leaked before.

"You want to kidnap my sister and give her away?!" Anger instantly flared on Wang Feng's face. To be honest, even Wang Feng himself didn't know if he was truly angry or just putting on an act; he only knew that showing rage was the right move at this moment.

Clearly, Lelouch didn't seem to care much about the destruction of the main combat units. Furthermore, in this joint operation against the Angels, he had even promised to deploy almost all the combat-capable units from Ashford Academy into the battle.

After surpassing the boundary of the Heart of Darkness, Li Qiang was not easily provoked. He smiled and said, "Hey, did you sleep well last night?" The Great Spirit King replied, utterly baffled, "What do you mean, sleep well? What is that supposed to mean?" Not only was he confused, but even the Great Ghost King had no idea what Li Qiang was getting at.

The busy Japanese artillerymen had already pulled back the breeches and cleared the chambers. The ammunition handlers had placed the reloading shells from the guide rails onto the hoist. Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

Disappointed, Li Qiang stopped his hands, and the drumbeats ceased. He knew he must have missed a step just now; otherwise, the tribulation cloud would not have dispersed. Stowing away the Jiuyan Liu, he flew to the side, lost in deep thought.

Dinner was an even larger bowl of meat congee, and after eating their fill, they spent a quiet night. When Lin Yin woke up the next morning, she felt an even greater pain racking her entire body. The congested blood in her chest seemed to block her throat, making it unbearable. Gritting her teeth, she dragged herself up, found a corner outside the house, and immediately bent over to vomit, throwing up nothing but blackened, stagnant blood.