Volume One, Chapter 24: Entering the Ministry of Revenue, Abandoning the Position of Assistant Secretary of the Secretariat

He did not hesitate either. He called several elders to his side, shared this speculation, and made it clear that it was Lu Yu who had said it.

Xue Jin, curious, leaned out of the tent; though deep into the night, the neighboring tent was still brightly lit. Inside the tent, which was over ten feet long, people bustled about, sparking her curiosity to see what was going on.

“The accuracy is sufficient, but it still cannot harm anyone! Would you let your opponent witness your true strength? If so, even your opponent would mock you!” Leng Xiaoyun laughed heartily.

After speaking, he disappeared into the darkness. Yet, instead of immediately gathering the Dark Beast Legion, he returned to his room. He glanced at the cave beneath the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped down. He wanted to uncover the secret of the shadow.

“Bring the pouch up now,” San Chuan ordered. Upon his command, the others solemnly took their seats.

It should be noted that the position of marketing director was still vacant. Therefore, except for the silent Shen Cheng, over a dozen managers in the marketing department all looked toward Li Zhaoxiang, who had just been promoted to second-level marketing manager.

This diamond bracelet was designed by a renowned British designer who had previously created jewelry exclusively for the royal family.

Yan Zong, having lost his sparring partner, suddenly became anxious again. He ran to the delivery room’s door to grab the window frame, occasionally shouting into the room.

“Brother Baiya, this is Haiyi. I bring greetings from Lu Jiu and the others,” Haiyi added by himself.

“Welcome to the Song Dynasty Prisoner of War Camp, Xiang Ye,” Buta Masayoshi said slyly in Japanese.

Reporters on the scene whispered among themselves, yet hardly anyone believed in Qin Feng’s prospects. Nevertheless, all cameras focused on him.

At this moment, the doors of two rooms were wide open, and everyone gathered in the living room of Qin Feng’s room.

“I wonder if the clan chief knows Nangong Haotian?” Jian Yiyi felt pity wouldn’t work anymore and began to ask.

For a moment, Qin Feng’s heart was tangled with a complex array of emotions, plunging him into deep gloom.

“Qin’er, did I startle you just now?” Hua Sheng toned down his aura and returned to his refined scholarly demeanor.

Gong Huilan spread her hands wide; the vengeful spirits drifting around began to tremble but were powerless to leave.

Ning Mo’an reached to take the medical box from her arms, but the nurse sidestepped to avoid him.

“How could I bear it? What else can I do? Their family is the local tyrant; am I not? Whether openly or covertly, it continues. Most of our properties in Hong Kong are just places for everyone to relax, not meant for business. What can they do to me?”

This was her first sincere blessing for Lu Hanjue, hoping he would get what he desired. The phrase “wish fulfillment” sounded simple, but achieving it was unimaginably difficult.

“You must wonder why I value Teacher Xia so much,” Wei Chen suddenly turned his head and asked Sun Zhen, who was trailing closely behind.

The base’s interior was spacious. The two separated, pointing guns at stunned Korean soldiers on the spot. To increase intimidation, Lv Dan fired two shots overhead.

Inside the warm room, after Nangong Nianxi shared her thoughts, Lin Yuehua was very grateful, realizing her elder sister was more thoughtful than herself.

Liu Bo, who had been in a constant state of agitation, suddenly calmed down. Perhaps these words stirred something within him. His movement to return to his room hesitated, then he gently embraced Xue Qi tightly.

The corpses of ten demonic prodigies had been completely devoured by him. Although he wished to continue cultivating, the starry sky illusion had activated, forcing Su Han to temporarily leave the Saint Son’s Sumeru Ring.

At that time, there was a change in temperament—an aura of heroism, or rather the radiance of virtue. Each bore the heroic demeanor of sacrifice and righteousness.

Nan Yixuan had thought her path to sainthood would involve battling the powerful ghosts here, but after training for a while, she instead encountered a half-saint from the Shadow Ancient Clan.

The three siblings felt a refreshing, spirit-awakening energy enter through their foreheads, spreading through their bodies. Then a new set of cultivation methods appeared in their minds.

Inspecting the Light Dragon fighter was a tedious task, taking three days to complete. Afterwards, Liu Fang and the others slept soundly. Once rested, they scheduled the test flight.

Their token of allegiance was to expose and denounce, allowing the public to see the ugly faces of certain people, to uncover the dark secrets and the truth.

“Big Sister Gespeth, is he not dead?” Helen thought suddenly upon sensing the body temperature of this fellow.

Yet, in an instant, Zhou Jian understood a troubling suspicion: an NPC was actually an original inhabitant of the Divine Demon Realm—a life form condensed from spiritual energy.

Thus, Gu Chao alone received six low-grade vitality stones, while the other twenty-three shared the remaining fourteen.

Jia Yi was stunned, biting her lip, unsure how to lie to the teacher, still unaccustomed to deception.

But Bayer’s high-level ultimate was no simple matter. After several meteorites a few meters in diameter fell, suddenly three massive meteorites, each a hundred meters across, appeared in the sky, crashing toward Watch Star Night.

The mine was a scene of utter devastation, the ground pocked with deep craters. The office building had collapsed. The whole scene looked like a war film’s bombed-out ruins.

Though the old man’s words still made him seem untrustworthy, Reirs was clear: the old man merely wanted them to visit the academy more often in the future.