Sudden Encounter with a Pack of Wolves

When Zhao Ling'er spoke these words, she tilted her head slightly. Looking at the person before her, her heart softened a bit, and she left something behind for Yang Tong. Seeing what was presented before him, the corners of Yang Tong's mouth twitched slightly.

Sure enough, even before the men could walk over, they heard the howling of a wolf pack echoing from their direction. Reasonably speaking, these creatures were emotional animals, but it was impossible for them to arrive here so quickly, especially since this was far from an optimal habitat for wolves to roam.

Under these circumstances, it was clear that someone had intentionally lured the wolf pack over. Exchanging glances, they noticed that the man behind them stood silently, uttering not a single word.

As the old saying goes, you cannot judge a person by their appearance, just as the sea cannot be measured with a gourd. Looking at that corpulent fat man—who was remarkably talented at impromptu creation, possessed a nimble mind and agile thinking—he actually managed to survive four rounds.

Witnessing this bizarre spectacle, the crew members became even more convinced that the people before them were veritable immortals, and a large crowd dropped to their knees once again.

Although Xiao Xuechen felt a pang of awkwardness internally regarding Ye Tian using a piece of toilet paper—possibly even the leftover piece from using the restroom—he minded not in the least and hurriedly received it with both hands, unlike Ye Tian who remained completely nonchalant.

To put it more colloquially, in comparison to military ranks of later generations, a Ming dynasty regional commander and commander-in-chief was equivalent to a field army commander, while the subordinate regional commanders were equivalent to army corps commanders. The so-called deputy generals and assistant regional commanders functioned much like army chief of staff or division commanders, regional defense commanders corresponded to regimental commanders, and garrison commanders were equivalent to brigade commanders.

And although the South Korean coaching staff performed their duties diligently and conscientiously, they were powerless to manage these lawless star players, leaving them able only to purely research techniques and tactics in hopes of strengthening the OMG team through such channels.

"Damn it, what a miraculous coincidence," Zheng Qian muttered under his breath, then executed a reverse flash, pressed his key to brace himself, and successfully intercepted Zitao's advance.

The imperial edict was proclaimed on the spot: Duke of Wei Liu Yao was to close his estate gates starting from that very day, engage in self-reflection at home, and be placed under the surveillance of a squad of imperial guards.

By now, the majesty of the imperial court had been swept away, cities were falling one after another, and out of the entire Ming dynasty's territory spanning two capitals and thirteen provinces, only the imperial metropolitan region remained.

Qin Guan could feel the piercing sharpness of that sword beam. Startled, Qin Guan summoned the Thunder Severing Sword to meet it. With a sharp clang, the two flying swords became entangled in mid-air. Qin Guan suddenly felt as though his Thunder Severing Sword had been drawn into a vortex, and he hurriedly channeled his true essence to change his stance. At that very moment, a figure appeared in the sky above.

A graduate of Harvard Business School who had previously worked at Schroder Investment Management, she was a quintessential high achiever.

Of course he did not believe what Jiang Nan had said; he merely felt that Jiang Nan was somewhat strange, seeming different from before, though he could not pinpoint exactly how she had changed.

Hearing these words, Lei Ming flushed crimson, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Never in all his years had he suffered such humiliation.

Liao Jie looked on speechlessly. After all, this man was her cousin; treating him in such a manner seemed rather inappropriate.

"What on earth do you do for a living? Could someone be trying to kill you?" She had always been curious about this man's true identity.

Therefore, before the matter was entirely clarified, she had no intention of dragging Ming Ke into it; the situation was simply too perilous.

"You're at death's door, watch my blade..." Before he could even finish his sentence, Manager Wang's expression suddenly shifted again. He clutched his stomach with one hand and tightly crossed his legs.

The musical proficiency of these foreigners was exceptionally high, and within mere seconds, they had drawn everyone deep into the ocean of their music.

Scarcely had they hung up when the phone rang once again. Li Xiao glanced at the caller ID; it was Gu Wanwan.

He suffered multiple bone fractures throughout his body, his hair was disheveled, a trace of fresh blood lingered at the corner of his mouth, and he panted heavily as he staggered.

Su Fuyue and Mu Zishu stood up together. The supernatural energy that had been draining away flowed back bit by bit into Mu Zishu's body. He stood beside Su Fuyue, wearing a calm expression as he looked at her—her eyes scarlet, and her short hair now growing down past her waist.

Wangcai smiled and said, "You're the clear-headed one. After all this commotion, and with the day growing so late, are we still heading out?" He glanced at the sun, noting that it was indeed getting late. Fearing they would arrive too late, he decided they should simply go in the afternoon.