Volume One, Chapter 60: Master Sun Actually Wants to Buy the Rights from Su Le!

"So it’s Master Sun!"
"I didn’t expect to meet you here."
Lu Yaoyao greeted Sun Qi warmly when she saw him.
Yang Wei was even more proactive, reaching out to shake hands.
"Miss Yaoyao, it’s just as well I ran into you. About that matter I discussed with you last time…"
"The contact information you gave me hasn’t connected even once!"
"I’m really interested in that folk opera song—could you introduce the original composer to me?" Master Sun asked with anticipation.
"Folk opera?"
Lu Yaoyao looked puzzled, clearly she didn’t understand.
"It’s the one from last time, when we were at the restaurant—I traded my original piece for your folk opera song!"
Sun…
Ji Yixing and You Ya exchanged glances, just about to speak, when sounds of fighting echoed from outside.
"Are you happy being a servant here?" Suddenly, after a long silence, he turned to look at her, his deep black eyes filled with complicated emotions.
"Eating slowly is good for your health, and the food is delicious. Eating slowly lets you savor the flavors," said Luo Linqi, still eating delicately, seemingly in no hurry at all.
Ding Hao hurried to follow the other’s movement, shifting to his left, but unexpectedly bumped into a wall. It turned out Ci Shiping had come over to help block for him. Though the collision caused Ci Shiping to stagger, it allowed Davis to break free from Ding Hao and accelerate toward the inside line.
With a thought, he gathered his vital energy into a giant hand, reaching toward the gourds and grabbing them all at once, grinning mischievously as he held them tightly in his palm.

"Auntie, don’t say such things. There’s no trouble between us—if you ever need anything, just let us know!" Su Hui smiled with genuine happiness.
Yi Chen, not wanting to add pressure to himself next month, planned to go to the spirit stone mine today.
Zheng Yifei trembled in her master’s embrace, feeling that her master was kind—it was her master who had saved her.
Ouyang Ruolan finished speaking and brushed aside the lock of black hair that hung before Liu Ruyan’s eyes, revealing her beautiful, clear eyes.
Gusli was getting excited again; riding a giant shark was such a wonderful feeling. Unfortunately, her phone was still on the plane and she couldn’t take it out—otherwise, she would have posted to her social circle, and that would be so cool.
"Zhu Hong! And you call yourself a man? Clinging to Earth’s protection, you don’t dare to face me in a fair battle in space!" Alkyria mocked.
However, the giant python was not defeated; instead, it quickly raised its head, its eyes full of hatred fixed fiercely on the fierce tigress.
Around the imperial bedchamber, soldiers stood guard—clearly, the person inside must be Dong Zhuo.
As Mana’s power faded, everyone appeared before the Ape Demon King Saeman. Startled, Saeman exclaimed, "Who are you?" Then, turning to the lion, said, "Prince? So you brought the prince to me first?"
After winding through the castle’s corridors, the group finally arrived at an opulent hall.
Ignoring any embarrassment Jiang Beihe might feel at his departure, Wang Zhen went straight to Zhao Xiangling’s residence.
Thinking of Jiang Beihe’s reputation, Shen Qinghong hesitated, wondering if Wang Zhen and the others might have misunderstood, or perhaps Jiang Beihe himself had been deceived by the Twin Lion Escort Agency.
Downstairs, Hu Ge and the groomsmen arrived—such a handsome group made Xue Jianing’s friends scream with excitement. With looks like these, surely only Hu Ge could assemble such a groomsman party.
Online discussions in North Bear Nation were boiling over, and at that moment, the military suddenly deployed troops to drive all the unidentified UFO researchers back to their homeland.
Aside from the S-class and quasi-S-class seeds, the rest were thrown into a brutal melee, fighting for survival in a bloody elimination.
Old Wolf’s expression was calm as he studied a map of Zhonghai City, seemingly oblivious to the man’s voice. Those around him waited patiently for their leader to react.
"There is," Li Rui walked to a table, opened a medical kit, took out a needle sealed in a plastic bag, and handed it to Wu Fan.

"Fire Linxue, who do you think you are to judge me? Just because you’re older than me? I’m telling you, you’re not worthy—get out now!" Sheng Lou strode forward and threw her out the castle doors.
Seeing this, the man resembling Xu Mo could no longer maintain his composure, a look of shock appearing on his otherwise ordinary face.
Shu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief—the tougher Hu Fen’s attitude, the more confident he felt in victory. The chief of the Chen Family Town Police Station was no ordinary person; its proximity to the front lines meant that incidents were rare, but when they occurred, they were always major.
The two kept clashing here, and each collision unleashed powerful waves of energy, rippling outward.
Zhang Cuishan didn’t mind; he wasn’t afraid of someone whose strength was only at the initial stage of Spirit Saint. "How should I address you? I’m Zhao Zichen," said the immortal, leading the way and asking Zhang Cuishan as they walked.
The fighting here had already drawn the attention of many in the city, and with the auction just ended, crowds gathered, discussing animatedly.
The pathfinding mission was fraught with danger—one wrong step could mean instant death. Duanyang handed the fatal task to another, while he and Huo Ling’er’s group only had to deal with the water ghosts, clearly looking out for themselves.
If it weren’t for the fact that the Han Dynasty, also an imperial realm, didn’t have any peerless beings listed among its ranks, just like himself…
Grandma once said that ghosts only seek help when they have great grievances. If you promise and fail to deliver, you’ll face their furious vengeance.
During this period, though Emperor Yang of Sui was unwilling, he tried repeatedly to rectify the situation, even contemplating raising an army to destroy Tang.
Does Qin Huaijing know about this? If he does, would he still dare to claim so brazenly that he’s the protagonist?
Long Thirteen had considered the power of the Executioner—after all, Azure Dragon often boasted about it. Even if the Dragon Guard hadn’t seen it, they’d heard its reputation.
Events continued according to the original plot, with the time and manner of death unchanged from before.
He wasn’t dense; after exchanging a brief greeting with Hao Wan, he left his seat immediately.
Before Zhou Han’s offensive, it was utterly fragile, like paper, simply unable to withstand even a single blow.