Volume 1, Chapter 39: I Disdain to Share a Husband with Other Women

He Qingchen’s voice was loud enough to draw the attention of passersby, who could not help but cast sidelong glances. Xu Yunwan’s face flushed red and then paled; she hung her head in humiliation as tears fell like beads from a broken string, pattering onto the ground. It was only then that Madam Sun spoke up to offer a soft reprimand to He Qingchen.

These people were not fools. Having failed time and again, what point was there in persisting? What exactly were they still holding onto?

At this point, Richard finally understood why Caesar had coasted throughout the conflict, only emerging at the very final stage to clean up the aftermath. That man had intended from the beginning to let the local forces of Falo and the Norland expeditionary army lock horns and batter each other into exhaustion, allowing him to reap the rewards of their mutual destruction.

While Yun Tianyang remained immersed in breaking the seal on his bracelet, the entire city of Tianheng had already begun the selection tournament for the Hunyuan Sect.

Many customers even began calling it "Romance Noodles," hoping that Lin Jie and Fang Cailing’s mutual confession at the food festival would bring a bit of lucky romantic fortune their way. As to whether it was truly effective, that was likely up to the customers themselves.

Outside the hospital room, nearly ten special forces soldiers stood guard with firearms. Beyond them, the hallway was patrolled with a sentry every few steps. Downstairs, countless police and special operations units were stationed. The atmosphere was so grim and impenetrable that not even a fly could hope to fly out—nor, for that matter, fly in.

The remarks from the surrounding disciples left Gu Yuanzong feeling quite displeased, but he had no intention of confronting them right now, for his focus was entirely on his opponent, Yang Fan.

Luo Kai’s operation had been meticulously planned over several days. Since he had never intended to leave alive, many aspects of his mission had become exceedingly simple.

Lu Tianyu sighed inwardly, thinking that one would expect nothing less from someone with the background of an assassin; he had sensed the abnormal atmosphere within the estate from a great distance. He tried sniffing the air hard, but he could smell nothing.

"These were sent by Old Man Meng’s people; they said it was a gift of greeting," Sun Siming said, his face full of astonishment. Compared to Fang Cailing and Meng Xinya, his sensitivity to such things was far greater.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he charged out. Within three minutes, everyone in the mountain stronghold had been slaughtered. Witnessing this scene, Wang Baihu and the dozen or so disciples who had defected felt a chilling wave of dread.

"Governor, you laid a heavy ambush and set traps, intent on putting us to death. Do you truly think I am foolish enough to let you go easily, only for you to continue coming after me?" Zhao Kang shook his head.

Patriarch Zhu Huan grew solemn, daring not to be the least bit careless. His Demon Palace manifested, attempting to suppress the ripples within it.

A terrible vicious cycle begins with insufficient operating rates. As businessmen, they naturally hoped for low raw material costs, but prices that were too low were not a good thing either. Ultimately, for them, a stable operating rate was more important than anything else.

"Command!" With the completion of the Hemostatic Divine Incantation, the incessant nosebleed of Li Biao seemed to receive an order, and it instantly coagulated.

The results of the interrogation were sent out of the prison through the sewers via an electronic mouse, arriving in the hands of DK.

He had no feelings for Ye Xinci; at most, they were friends. A large part of the reason he helped her was that she looked exactly like Qing'er.

"Madam Su, you need not say more; I believe you. I will not hide it from you—the Panlong Pearl is indeed in my possession." Seeing her reveal the secret of the pearl the moment she spoke, Buse could not help but feel a surge of goodwill toward her, and he began to entertain the thought of returning the pearl to the Witch Sect immediately.

Qi Yun did not feel it was much of a pity. This magic treasure was naturally exceptional, being of an immortal grade and having captured the essence of an entire world.