Volume One, Chapter 97: The Repentant Wu Couple, Welcoming Him in Person!

“Enough with the nonsense. Next, I want you to put all your effort into digging up everything you can about these two singers! If possible, release their works as an album!”
“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”
“If you do well, there will be a promotion and a raise for you. If not, you’ll stay exactly where you are!” With that, the elevator doors opened and Director Zhu walked out with a cheerful smile.

Han Shuai could only turn helplessly to Su Le.

“Ah, authority really is oppressive—the higher-ups just move their lips, and those below run their legs off!”
“These two, Flower Pavilion and the White Elephant Idol, are so odd. Are they twins or just recluses?”
“They’re so mysterious I’m starting to suspect they’re fugitives who’ve been on the run for years and don’t dare show their faces…”

But the most thrilling part is still those electrifying, close-combat professions, where Cannonball Da You mixes in to gain some experience.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were wholeheartedly supportive of their leader’s wise and martial decision not to make them climb mountains anymore, and with high spirits, they charged toward Liu Bei’s army.

“All right, that settles our arrangements. Did everyone catch that? We’re on in a moment—give it your all!” Gao Yu called out.

Li Zhaoyuan certainly wasn’t foolish enough to become cannon fodder for the Ghost King, so he didn’t immediately strike.

As for Tang Qian, Ren Huang asked directly: Do you want to be the head of the imperial gambling house for the Great Zhou? Or the top boss of the brothels?

“Brother Qi…” In an instant, her lovely cheeks flushed as if they might bleed. She tried to glower fiercely at the scoundrel before her, but as soon as she lifted her head and met those deep, laughing eyes, her own beautiful gaze faltered and completely lost ground.

What opinion could Liu Renna possibly have? Such a rare opportunity is something countless people would beg for. Of course she wanted to act, but it wasn’t up to her. As an artist under YG, all her activities were arranged by the company. No matter how good the opportunity, she had no autonomy.

Besides that, there were the transactions between both sides: any goods exchanged within Dragonhead City required a ten percent fee, and entry or exit through the city gates cost ten spirit stones—passage was only allowed in, not out.

Now, the dozens of mages atop the high walls had already withdrawn, and all the negative effects had been cleared away, so there was no inconvenience in moving about.

When Mu Chuan saw the Azure Buddha Lamp, his expression changed, but he asked no questions, simply sitting cross-legged in his chair to show he was ready.

Raul, thirty-three, glanced at Guti, thirty-four, then looked down at his own scarred legs. Once again, a certain thought surfaced in his mind.

But in truth, the Four Seas Dragon Kings had acted first, entirely unaware of the real cause. Events had developed to this point, and Duobao had been forced into it.

“Brother Gui, weren’t you executed by firing squad? How did you come back?” The men stammered in disbelief.

The leader, however, was different: his primordial spirit had never been bound to the Heavenly Way. That was why, when he achieved sainthood, no one knew. His method was entirely self-directed, breaking through shackles with his own power to reach yet another level. For this reason, unlike other saints, he could not fully merge with the Heavenly Way to command the power of heaven and earth at will—though his might and magic were boundless.

As for Zhen Xin, when he saw Qin Ling’s movements in the arena and heard those words, he became certain that this Qin Ling was indeed the person he knew. Although he was puzzled as to how Qin Ling could completely transform her appearance to be unrecognizable, he said nothing.

Both Manchester United and Ajax wore red as their primary color. That night, Wembley Stadium, which could hold ninety thousand spectators, was awash in a sea of vivid red, without a trace of any other color.

At that moment, the chieftain of the Earth Tribe had just seen off a visitor from the Fire Tribe, yet his face wore a worried expression.

“Hmph, don’t kid yourself. At a time like this, we’re all at risk of death. And if it weren’t for us, those women wouldn’t survive. I’m saving them, you get that?” Xiong Minghao sneered.

“I plead ignorance; please, for the sake of not knowing who you were, spare me this once! I promise I won’t ever do it again. All it takes is a word from the King of the Night, and I’d go through fire and water to serve you!” Mr. Hungry Tiger all but wept as he pleaded.

But Lin forgot—they were all wearing equipment, and their voices didn’t travel through the air but through the comms built into the suits.

Ning Yu picked up her chopsticks, tasted a dish, and nodded approvingly, her face full of satisfaction.

Earlier, Tian Qi would have gritted his teeth and refused to yield, but after Night Sky’s words, he finally understood his own responsibility.

A great number of Asgardian warriors soared into the sky, launching magical attacks from above against the five elemental giants.

Yuan Xiaoqian’s heart softened when she saw Lan Rao’s pleading eyes. After all, if there was an explosion and she died too, what would she have to care about?

“Brothers, ready your weapons and surround the place—don't let even a fly escape!” a man with a heavy accent shouted arrogantly.

“Old Liu, who do you think is more ruthless—our young lord or those people over there?” A young mercenary approached the one called Old Liu, looking at Meng Batian with admiration and caution.

“We pledge our lives to follow the young lord!” Under the threat of death, the entire Ma clan shouted as one.

Us again had Yuan Xiaoqian adjust the ratio of herbs and pour the potion into Brother Cheng’s mouth. Since Brother Cheng’s wound was inside his mouth, they couldn’t apply the herbs externally.

“Qiao Chengfan, put your sister in the child’s seat. Don’t keep holding her,” Qiao Sinian instructed.

With a shout from Ying Hao, the tavern runner used a long wooden stick to unveil the red cloth from the signboard.

He knew very well that if he kept refusing to answer, the other party would likely persistently keep calling until he picked up.

At this moment, in the Liao army’s main camp, the Song troops were looting every tent like bandits, emptying them completely before starting their inventory.

Hereafter, if Qin Yingyuan never brought it up, she would never mention it; if he did, Mu Qiong Yue would steadfastly refuse.

Time trickled by. By evening, the weather grew increasingly gloomy, and snow threatened to fall from the sky. Ying Kang grew ever more anxious—at this rate, it might snow heavily by nightfall.

Under the expectant gazes of the disciples, Lei Kun’s massive, beast-like frame strode forward, each step thundering beneath his feet. With every move, the aura of thunder about him grew, climbing to its peak.

As the selection progressed, the atmosphere beneath the arena became subtly tense. With the strength the four had displayed, none of the true disciples ranked lower than twentieth could possibly match them.

First, she went with Qin Yan to Yang City to see the lanterns. After returning, the two children slept the whole time, and Shen Wan hadn’t visited them at all. Now, since both children were awake, she decided to go see them.

“If it’s only the cost you’re worried about, you can relax—even if I casually took out ten million, it would be enough to deal with her. I just hope she doesn’t cause any other trouble,” Xia Anning couldn’t help but feel she had brought this upon herself.