Volume One, Chapter 124: A Wild Wolf Disco Ignites the Nightclub Atmosphere!

After Divorce, a Song Becomes a Sensation Yang Sanjin 2350 words 2026-04-01 07:15:48

Upon hearing Jin Zhengyu’s words, Brother Long sneered coldly.

“You really have a sense of loyalty, don’t you?”

“Isn’t it just a one-time favor? They’re all big stars—I even heard there’s a diva among them!”

“With such a golden opportunity, you’re actually going to give it up? I must have been blind to believe you could pull it off!”

“Enough, enough. I’ve already given you my suggestion. What you do with it is your own business!”

“This business isn’t thriving anyway. At worst, we shut it down!” With that, Brother Long stormed off and sat heavily on the sofa.

Jin Zhengyu sighed helplessly upon hearing this, looking deeply conflicted.

He was struggling within, uncertain of what path to take.

If things continued like this...

Qian’er never expected that just by going to bed with someone, she would leap from a beauty to a noble consort, and so she redoubled her efforts to serve Qi Long.

He was no longer the sunny young man Chu Xiaohang he once was; everything about him felt unfamiliar now. In this lifetime, their lives would never again align on the same path.

“Mr. Wang, I apologize for keeping you waiting so long,” Xiao Mobai said with a smile as he approached.

Zhou Rui acted immediately upon the thought, smiling faintly as she gently removed Yu Haoyang’s arms from around her.

“All right, all right! Let’s see how you intend to take responsibility then!” Qin Yaozong snorted coldly and stormed off in a rage.

When he realized that Su Qingying was truly approaching him, it seemed as if he even held his breath.

Zhou Rui spoke as she scooped herself a large bowl with a spoon before sitting down leisurely to eat.

Outside, there was finally some movement—footsteps arriving one after another, accompanied by glaring torches.

Yet she complied with his wishes to sleep separately, primarily because she was very restless at night and prone to tossing and turning, fearing she would disturb his rest.

As long as it was destroyed or the slight spiritual fluctuations were refined away, the Linglong Tower would become ownerless, allowing her to claim it as her own.

Pan Yuhong was frustrated because Feng Yixiang didn’t understand anything; aside from kissing her, he just rolled around on top of her and didn’t know what else to do. Pan Yuhong, though, was left unable to move, her thoughts too tangled to describe.

This only made Gao Fei stand out even more. Zhou Li’s mouth hung open, unable to close it for a long time. As for words, he was at a loss, not knowing what to say anymore.

Typically, soldiers guarding the mining area would not stray far from their post, otherwise it would be difficult to recall the energy cards in time. Thus, they had no fear of Meilin soldiers returning to search the jungle. The military equipment of the two underground ecosystems was constructed on similar principles.

Along the way, Baiye Fantian witnessed many things. It seemed his identity and purpose were already known to his family.

Outside the building, the long-waiting Kalan and Jiang Lan crawled underneath the club, using the confusion and noise to their advantage as they pulled out wire cutters and began snipping through the metal mesh over the protective air vents leading from the basement to the outside.

After the riot subsided, Jun Yifan and Long Xing no longer dared to keep Bai Shaozi under house arrest. They knew that if Bai Shaozi were freed, even more lives would be lost.

Looking at Mu Qingrou, collapsed like a dead dog on the ground, Qing Hong’s deep eyes were filled with disdain. This was the inevitable fate of overestimating oneself. From now on, you will be a true cripple. I wonder if, upon waking, you will be driven to despair and take your own life. I sincerely look forward to it.

Within the language of utmost antiquity lay an unimaginable realm of meaning. As Ye Fantian finished speaking, his body emitted a brilliant radiance, within which was a gray-white aura—an aura so malevolent it resembled an ancient primordial demon god.

As for why the innate warrior behind Tan Mingchuan did not come to his rescue, it was undoubtedly because his strength paled in comparison to the godlike elder in the Black Prison.

Xie Chen’s face was pale; the scene was terrifying—this was what they called a war of annihilation, destruction of all.

Judging from the actions of the Thousand-Eyed Ones, it was clear they planned to do something to the Snowman in the future. If they were late, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Grandma Pan was lost in pleasant thoughts until a momentary distraction caused hot water to splash into her eyes, bringing tears streaming down. Suddenly awakened, she silently recited a Buddhist phrase in her heart, feeling guilty and resolving not to indulge in idle thoughts, then calmly fell back asleep.

A void token like this would drive countless cultivators mad, especially since the Liu family was hardly a major force. With Liu Xianhe’s wisdom, he surely understood the danger of possessing such a treasure.

J Academy held a unique meaning for him. Since his mother brought him to his grandparents’ home, it was the place that gave him the strongest sense of belonging.

At this moment, he had to cast aside the instructions from his grandfather and great-grandfather. If the emperor made things difficult for him for any other reason, he could bear it—except for this, which was utterly unacceptable.

Without hesitation, Qin Yi’s mind stirred. After running the spatial law to its limit, he combined the Nine Palaces Void Body Technique with the Wind and Thunder Wings and Wind-Accumulating Boots, unleashing all four techniques to enhance his speed.

Seeing this, the evil spirit, sensing the deathly aura contained within this gray “color” energy, finally revealed an expression of extreme terror.

“Yuanzi said she suddenly had something come up and can’t attend class, so it’s just the three of us now,” Mao Lilian said.

“Bao Sha, follow them and protect them. Jungle warfare, you know what to do?” Xing Luo turned to Bao Sha with a smile.

“No wonder they say kindness from nurture surpasses that of birth.” Zhao Zhenxu lay on the bed, tenderly stroking his plump belly, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.

Though unexpected that there was a player hiding among the soldiers, the Battle Wolf quickly reacted when Zhang Yan brandished two daggers, a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth as he slightly raised his greatsword in midair.

Ignoring conversation with Lian Yang and the others, he raised a finger to signal silence and moved toward the side.

Watching Tian Muye scream amid the flames, I thought of the duel still pending between me and Guan Wei. I lack Tian Muye’s speed; would Guan Wei easily kill me?

I hadn’t expected them to dispatch an envoy—such a formidable figure was no ordinary expert to deal with.

Though the Fallen Knights were far less intelligent than the Fallen Guards, these knights were originally incredibly powerful before their fall, many of them widely renowned in their respective regions.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhang Yan dashed forward several hundred meters. At this time, a dozen or so Fire Worshippers charged out, unleashing a barrage of combat skills that rained down like a heavy storm, impossible to evade.