Performer (8)

So now, the business at the entertainment center is much worse than before, though there are still some patrons—after all, it’s quite difficult to stamp these things out completely; it takes constant and long-term effort and supervision.

“What’s going on here?” Wang’s friend, too, was amused by Xuesha’s antics, but still managed to keep a straight face as he asked.

Amy and Zuo Weiwei spent half the day strolling through the old town. At dusk, they went boating; when the boat drifted to the center of the river, they simply let it float along, holding hands and taking in the scenery.

An Guang also sensed that the atmosphere seemed off. He could tell at a glance that Jeep, his younger brother, must have gotten into a conflict with Han Yu and the others. With his own match about to begin, he could only shoot Jeep a meaningful look, signaling him to handle the situation.

Be it the water system’s Marsh Arts or the wind system’s Wind Dragon Bind, both were meant to restrict Xiao Che’s ghostly, agile speed.

“All right! Sister Qing, just wait for the good news!” Liu Charlie pocketed the business card, then stashed away the five thousand yuan, escorting Qingqing out the door with great enthusiasm.

What he hadn’t expected was that this man actually hailed from one of the five ancient clans—the Fire Clan! Thus, he experienced a great stroke of fortune: the Fire Clan man, in gratitude for the rescue by his ancestor, imparted to him a top-tier cultivation method from the Human Clan, enabling him to make tremendous progress in just ten years.

“So what if you’ve fused half a pill? Do you really think handing in a blank paper will get you to the Second Heaven?” Xu Ziye began to steer the conversation elsewhere.

Xiao Honglie hung up the phone. Ling Yiming rubbed his nose and spoke of his own family. The Ling family wasn’t bad, of course, though they couldn’t compare with the Xiao family. Back in the day, after he’d beaten up Xiao Honglie, his own father had given him a black eye and dragged him to Old Master Xiao to apologize.

Gong Youran was furious, but was genuinely afraid he wouldn’t go—how else could she get her revenge? How else would her plan succeed?

Ye Chen was dumbfounded. Who would have expected Yue Hongzhu, proud and shy as she was, to say something like that?

Many people from the Desolate Province also volunteered to move to the two neighboring provinces. After the great disaster, the Ye family had undergone the most dramatic transformation.

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“Your strength doesn’t impress me. To be honest, as long as that guy isn’t around at this year’s hunting competition, I’ll be the winner. What good would teaming up with you do me?” Liu Yunqi snorted coldly, clearly dismissive of Li Feng.

Yu Siwen cast a peculiar glance at Song Yu. She, too, was struck by his looks, but since she had accepted Han Zhenqi’s favor, she had to speak for Young Master Han.

Seeing this, Gongshanyun said nothing, merely nodded gently and waved for him to join the ranks.

Song Yu reached out into the air, and space visibly distorted. The skinny Heaven-ranked opponent seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, flailing as he was dragged backward.

She and her father, Xu Dabenshi, were cut from the same cloth—both highly rational, knowing when to quit, never swayed by emotion.

The great river wound its way from the western Zhu Ming Domain to the eastern Qingyang Domain, eventually freezing into an icy expanse.

Unable to find them, Liu Yun’er assumed they had gone elsewhere; with the new semester beginning, she returned to school.

“That stubborn old man who worships Fusang still hasn’t been fully suppressed. We must wait—there’s no rushing this! One day, the great Empire of Japan will appear at Ghost Fortress.” The last Japanese man, who sounded like a Transformer, seemed to be the oldest of the three.

“I actually went underground to better absorb the earth element,” Jiang Dong followed up with a giggle.

But Tahm Kench, with his robust Thick Skin ability, was indeed tough as nails. Even if the BF team braved the turret’s damage for a direct assault, it would be hard to kill him, and they might even end up getting counter-killed.

“All espers should be rounded up—they’re a destabilizing factor, no exceptions!” The soldiers didn’t hesitate in the slightest, their stance unyieldingly hard-line.

At that moment, Ziyan was slowly approaching in the bizarre vehicle Mo Ran had given her. Let’s just call it a car for now.

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Seething with rage, Mu Han wrapped his right arm around An Ran’s waist to keep her from falling, while his left hand blocked her face, preventing her boozy breath from reaching his own.

Ma Jinlong narrowed his eyes, scarcely able to believe that this was the performance of a rookie who had only been a professional for less than a year.

After returning to base for supplies, UF Team had little time left on their Baron buff, but having just taken down BF Team’s midlane inhibitor, they clearly held the advantage, so they weren’t too bothered about the soon-to-expire buff.

Had he known that the industry heavyweights Rao Geng kept mentioning were actually the people from Huayi, he would never have come. After all, he still had to chat with Feng Yuan later.

It had been some time since he returned to the country; the days of fragrant instant noodles in Vancouver were long past.

Shaking his head, he quietly opened the balcony window and slipped into the villa.

A day later, Wu Boerhan proclaimed to the world, appointing the old prince Wu Fa as Grand Marshal of the Morro Army, and ordered all city garrisons to assemble at Yakis City. This signaled that Morro was about to launch a fierce counterattack against Beiming and the Great Li Kingdom.

Wasn’t that so? Li Muye had no idea what arrangements had been made when they married and dared not interject, choosing instead to remain silent, believing that sometimes silence spoke more than a hundred words.