Volume 1 Chapter 40: Mistake
As soon as Jiang Jinran stepped out of the elevator, An Nuan hurried over with a rather grim expression. "President Jiang, the Chairman wants you in his office."
Jiang Jinran nodded and handed her handbag to An Nuan. Noticing that An Nuan's eyes were somewhat red, she smiled and said, "I'm not dead yet, what are you crying for?"
"Jiang Muhe goes too far! How could this possibly be something a younger sister does to an older sister?" An Nuan's eyes were red with anger.
She had been running around busily all yesterday, going through the resort hotel's project documents from top to bottom, yet she failed to find that swapped material sheet. When she went to demand it from Jiang Muhe, Jiang Muhe gave her a haughty and arrogant look, telling her that the material sheet had already been handed over to the public security bureau, and advising her not to waste her efforts in vain.
Jiang Jinran entered the public security...
Hearing Yang Changfa's words, Xiao Yue's heart felt quite uneasy as well. All the experiences of last winter were still fresh in her memory. She was terrified of the cold, and although she didn't go out much last winter because of her pregnancy, staying indoors all day made it somewhat bearable.
"Then in my past life, I must have been Empress Dowager Cixi! Why are you just like Sha Xifu, always pointing out my flaws? If he treated his wife with the same deep affection and devotion as you and Sha Xifu do, instead of flirting around and philandering outside, would I ever treat him like this?" Gao Xiumin asked indignantly.
The herb gatherers let out a chuckle and dropped their formalities. They packed away the Chaos Beast properly, as they had no idea what it actually was, simply assuming it to be a special type of mysterious beast with relatively tender meat but little intrinsic value.
Meanwhile, the brothel madam trembled with both hands, completely at a loss as to how she should handle this glowing gold.
The moment this fellow emerged, quite a few more people stepped out from the inner courtyard. These individuals were naturally left for Zhang Jiuxiao and the other two to deal with, while Xu Chuan made a single graceful leap up to the rooftop, watching the heated battle below with a beaming smile.
"Alliance Master of the Dao Alliance, you've come just at the right time. Catching you will make it effortless to obtain the medicinal powder. Haha, heaven truly helps me!" The silver-haired old man threw his head back and laughed heartily.
With her elder sister around, Tiantian still felt quite confident. Jiu'er looked at Tiantian with a smile, her sparkling eyes carrying an uncharacteristically hidden tension. Though her expression remained calm, her hands couldn't help but twist together as realization dawned upon her.
Xu Chuan cast a meaningful glance back at Philyn, as if to say that even if she passed the assessment and he didn't get that ten thousand gold coins refunded, he could still easily win ten thousand gold coins right from this young woman.
Once Xu Lian matured and grew stronger, their Xu family could truly be considered worthy of the name among cultivation families. Otherwise, if the Xu family wanted to firmly establish that reputation as a cultivation family, it would take at least several generations.
After a short while, a vortex appeared ahead of the vessel, and the mysterious soul beast finally revealed itself to everyone.
Xie Lin smiled helplessly. Countless people outside spent their time trying to second-guess his intentions, yet no one could ever pin them down. Everyone always said that the Chief Eunuch was capricious and unpredictable.
The impending turbulence of tomorrow would not disturb the present tranquility. Sasuke eventually drifted into a deep sleep.
At the same time, the Ghost King formed hand seals with both hands, and the Four Spirits fierce beasts in the blood pool let out a series of mournful cries, gathering another wave of formidable bloody ominous Qi onto the Fulong Ding.
Not far away, Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Wujiubiao—the three true trump cards of the Baoniao Assassin Group—watched the scene unfolding before them and nodded to each other in unison.
The appearance of the monkey orange caused Sasuke to begin pondering for the very first time: apart from growing stronger, were there any other methods he could use to achieve his ambitions?
"Why has Elder Sister come over?" Waking up all groggy in the morning, she had momentarily forgotten what she was supposed to do.
It suddenly lay flat across Shen Sangning's lap, completely motionless, its noble eyes filled with a look of utter despair and disillusionment.
The Sorrowful Flower in Biyao's hand transformed into countless petals, fluttering all around her body, shifting into various shapes while maintaining an appearance of biding its time for the right moment.
What a formidable Daoist Master Daoxuan! With a single tremor of his figure, the dark green Daoist robe behind him fluttered directly into the air, expanding rapidly against the wind to swallow both the Guishui Divine Lightning and the Eight Desolations Profound Fire summoned by Hao Fang.
The person who suddenly appeared before Chu Ming, Fan Jin, and the others was none other than Zhu Wang, another genius in the outer courtyard whose fame rivaled Fan Jin's.
Dragon claws continuously battered Li Chao's protective armor. Li Chao hadn't dared to stand his ground merely because he managed to condense this armor; he was still steadily retreating. He could clearly feel that his protective armor probably wouldn't be able to withstand Tang Qishan's dragon claws for much more than a few hits.
This was because Shen Feng undoubtedly held a place for her in his heart, and her status in Shen Feng's mind was far more important than this Grand Sky Supervisor Token. Otherwise, Shen Feng would never have casually tossed the Grand Sky Supervisor Token to her just like that.
The battle robe Luo Qian wore was an ordinary one crafted by his true body using Myriad Transformation Talismans. Aside from providing basic cover, it offered no other special functions.
Seeing Princess Yiyi extend her hand, Li Zhi pulled her up by force. Yet the person simply stood straight and walked toward the foot of the bed, praising the design of the dressing table repeatedly.
Before this overwhelmingly irresistible offensive could reach him, Yang Jun actually closed his eyes, while an extremely faint trace of blue spiritual power slowly began to stir.
Shen Feng's expression looked somewhat unpleasant. The two men sighed softly and then gave a light cough.
If tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of lurkers exerted their strength together, overthrowing the Arcane Empire apparently wouldn't be a difficult task at all.
Jingu Chun Media refused to fall behind and also created a program of the same nature, imitating the format to launch a rural stage segment. Extended to about forty minutes, it was broadcast on the county TV station every Saturday night at 8:45, slotted right between reruns of two-episode serial dramas, and the audience response was phenomenal.
Although the political marriage between Murong Kunpeng and Jiang Xuehan had already caused a sensation throughout the Xuanhuang Realm, the vast majority of people only knew of the event without knowing who Murong Kunpeng actually was or what he looked like. Even Jiang Xuehan—a native of the Xuanhuang Realm—was known to many, yet very few had actually laid eyes on her.
The main mountain path led straight up to the peak. At the summit sat a magnificent and luxurious grand hall, outside of which lay another martial arts arena. Sitting squarely in the arena was a burly, ferocious-looking man with a tiger's back, a bear's waist, and leopard-like round eyes, a nine-ringed broadsword placed right beside him.
Ling Qi gave up on taking over manual control. During such large-scale unified operations, formation navigation was typically commanded by the flagship, with all onboard artificial intelligences linking up for automated steering. Unless an emergency forced him out of formation requiring him to manually retake control and input new commands, he could practically sleep through the entire journey.
Chu歌 felt that this was actually quite acceptable; at least as far as he was concerned, if he could attain eternal life, what did it matter if he stole a bit of faith from the gods?
Therefore, as Li Ran looked at the final few chat messages exchanged with Leng Hao, for reasons unknown, after staring at them for a long while, even someone like him who had long since seen through the warmth and coldness of human relationships couldn't help but feel an inexpressible sense of lingering loss deep within his heart.
The Ming army was at a severe numerical disadvantage, yet the city held unimaginable treasures of gold and silver, alongside a notoriously ruthless figure within the Ming army's ranks. Taking Zhongsuosuo meant gaining both tangible wealth and prestige—a genuine opportunity to establish meritorious service and make a fortune. How could they possibly resist the temptation?
An ordinary elite disciple? Duanmu Qiankun was even more astonished. Elite disciples possessed Legend-realm cultivation, yet becoming a sect master's successor required Nirvana-realm cultivation as a true successor. Could Long Fengjiao's standards possibly be this low?