Volume 1, Chapter 60: Heaven Is on My Side

Because I still hadn't replied, the other party was clearly getting anxious, continuously sending messages to pressure me and ask what I had decided.

Since I kept ignoring him, it probably drove him to a breakdown. Finally, he made a fierce threat giving me one day, saying that if I didn't pay up tomorrow, he would hand my photos over to the police.

"Look at that, Brother Hu was right. If you pay any attention to him, you'll be completely at his mercy. By not replying, the initiative remains in our hands," A-Long said smugly, looking at the messages the person sent.

I nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "To lure him out, I'm afraid we'll still have to spend some money. If you don't risk a child, you can't catch a wolf, right?"

Seeming to know...

Feng Qinglang sighed and said, "Save your breath. Since they went to such meticulous lengths to capture you, they've naturally made full preparations..." As he watched the receding figure of the grey-robed man speeding away, he naturally recognized who it was—the body belonged to the Night Emperor, and the soul to the East Emperor.

"What is it?" Chen Xuanyu asked with concern as he saw Qiaozhen put down her chopsticks. Qiaozhen had a very good appetite, so she wouldn't have eaten just this little.

Tian Yuan finally lost his patience. With a fierce wave of the folding fan in his hand, countless plumes of black smoke suddenly surged forth, forming various eerie faces in the air. They wept and wailed with a chilling ghostly aura—they were actually countless resentful souls.

Wang Changshun and Mrs. Zhou ushered the people indoors, invited them to the seats of honor, and then stood aside. Their hearts fluttered with anxiety and stiffness; these officials were far too grand, and deep down they felt timid and overwhelmed, having never dealt with such a situation and having no idea what to do.

Amidst their confusion, that overwhelmingly majestic strike gradually dissipated. Striking empty air was nothing more than a waste of strength.

His mother looked at his pitiful appearance, her heart softened, and she reached for another handkerchief to wipe his bloody nose. Wiping away while crying, she said, "Zhuzi, I beg you, just listen to your mother this once, consider it your mother begging you!" Having said that, Zhuzi's mother actually dropped to her knees right in front of Zhuzi, startling him into hastily trying to help her up.

Ou Qingjin was firmly resolved not to admit that he was sulking out of jealousy, using a stomachache as a cover instead. He claimed that taking advantage of the fine weather, he wanted to make a kite and take Xia Ruixi flying.

Having searched the main hall and the rooms on the second and third floors, Daisy's most likely hiding place was her own room. During every party, her room was closed off to these people; it was always there that she achieved her good times with him, making him extremely familiar with the layout. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became.

"You guessed whatever Yujin asked, I thought you could foretell the future," Xie Bi laughed heartily.

The saying that July flows with fire is not false at all; there is little difference between the north and the south in this regard, except that the northern heat is dry while the southern heat is humid. Before seven in the morning, the sun had already cast down its scorching heat, and there was not a breath of wind in the air. Stepping out of the villa, one was instantly enveloped by the stifling heat.

Stimulated by a substantial amount of dragon meat, Scar and Blue Mo, the two titled murlocs, had become the strongest murloc warriors in the tribe, second only to the white murloc.

"Alright then, let's go inside first," Qiu Yu said, turning back to instruct the technician behind him, "Put on your gear, we're getting ready to go in. Find a ladder, Dapeng, climb in from over the wall, put on gloves and open the door from the inside without damaging the lock." With that, he walked around the perimeter wall of the scene, observing carefully.

"Su Fangfei, we are both concubines anyway." Liu Mei suddenly grabbed Su Fangfei's wrist. "You have no right to touch me..." With a forceful shove, she flung the other woman away, then turned around with her maid, swaying her hips as she left.

However, connected with the video he had posted earlier, his words this time carried profound meaning. It easily led people to suspect that his statement—"I don't really want to leave China, but I am not Chinese"—was because he was ostracized or even threatened by certain people, forcing him to leave simply because he was not Chinese.

The dense forest looked much the same everywhere, and Lan Ji did not realize he was heading in the wrong direction.

Spread across several Zhangs, a tragic expanse of blood lay before them like a river of gore, covering everything in sight.

Just as the internet discussion was burning fiercely, Mu Ran's studio finally released an announcement.

A peculiar brown shield materialized around Wen Dingong, which must have been a high-tier defensive skill. Powerful as the bloodthirsty fiend wolf was, a single swipe of its claw could not shatter it.

In the end, the Black Mountain forces grew powerful, and most of them went off to deal with that matter. Because the Tree Demon Granny had mobility issues, and there was an entrance connecting to the netherworld located here, they left the Tree Demon Granny behind specifically to guard this place.

"Sorry, but you really don't have that qualification, and you can't drive me away either. I'll come back on my own." Gao Yao's provocative posture clearly showed she was not afraid of Meng Ankai.

Very similar to him was Xu Lei, another top-tier expert and former member of the alliance with a record of illustrious achievements. Even though his most famous exploit in the end was hacking into the backup servers of World of Warcraft, it could not erase the commotion he once caused internationally. Zhang Tianyi was similarly in the dark about his character.

The problem was that since they had taken the items away, they could not verify whether they were the original pieces bought at the auction. Furthermore, the auction house operated on a principle of non-guarantee regarding authenticity.

"It's a living Buddha's sarira, reportedly from a hundred or so years ago. It was left behind when the previous living Buddha's master passed away. Because items like this cannot be authenticated for genuineness and carry a hint of feudal superstition, I've never mentioned it to outsiders." Li Mengyao explained in a low voice.

The problem was Xiao Bontai was a bit puzzled—what were they laughing at? Had he said something wrong?

Thirty million. He could use this thirty million to accomplish many things: consolidate his power and strengthen himself. These were his most urgent priorities right now.

On a towering mountain, nine hundred and ninety-nine steps stretched out before everyone like a natural chasm. Next to them stood a stone tablet carved with four characters: "A Single Step to the Heavens."

Yet judging from the demeanor, tone, and expression of the rival company's CEO, Lin Yuming felt it didn't quite seem like he was playing mind games or scheming against him.

After eating and drinking their fill, the four of them parted ways. Before leaving, Wang Jianguo shoved an envelope into Li Xiang's hand, telling him to read it after he got back, then pulled Deng Xuanya into a taxi.