Volume 1, Chapter 57: It Was She Who Stole the Peaceful and Happy Life That Rightfully Belonged to Pei Yueshu

Note: Making one's useless self useful, making one's useful self even more useful, and then making one's ultra-useful self irreplaceable—this is what I believe constitutes human value. Pursue excellence, and success will naturally follow.

In many teams, the role of the shot-caller is almost always taken by the jungler or the support. This is because they have spare time to observe the overall situation, and their minds tend to be more agile than those in other positions.

Qin Yan had no choice. If he were to pass to the interior players now, there was far too little time left, and Parker on the perimeter was too far away; the ball couldn't be transferred there in time. To avoid a twenty-four-second shot-clock violation, he had no choice but to take the shot himself this time.

"By the way, Wifey, just stay nicely at home tomorrow. I have some business to take care of," Huo Lingfeng said, trying to sound completely casual.

She was still wearing two layers of thin clothing. Naturally, that tattered cotton quilt could not be wrapped around her as she went down the mountain; apart from the fact that it was currently her only possession and she didn't want it damaged, she still cared about her dignity. She didn't want to be mistaken for a beggar, even though her current plight was little better than that of a beggar.

Because the An family was in decline while the Su family was rising, this was the very reason why the Lady of Yao Guo and the Dowager Lady of Yao Guo had previously made things difficult for the Lady of Commandery Zheng Ye. Therefore, although Su Rumo had occasionally caught a glimpse of An Murong on other occasions, she had never paid her any serious attention. Today, however, she and Su Ruran had come here specifically to watch someone.

For a long time, I have not discussed how to make a person successful; I only talk about the perception of everything and use self-reflection to elevate the state of my stream of consciousness.

Mao Leyan shook her head sluggishly. "I am not leaving. Once I leave, I will never be able to clear my name." In fact, if she wanted to leave, she wouldn't have gone to such great lengths. Seeing Zhao Zhenyu acting like Rambo, she really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The guy still wanted to act cool, putting on a tough, handsome, and heroic persona—he must have watched too many action movies.

Zuo Menggeng let out a long sigh, but no one around him heard it, because his sigh was instantly drowned out by the renewed onslaught of artillery fire. The Ming dynasty's cannons and muskets fired alternately at times and in unison at other times. The resounding military formations drew closer and closer to Wannian Bridge, signaling that failure and death were drawing closer and closer to Zuo Menggeng as well.

"Is that really necessary?" Fang Chen ignored Du Ming, walked up to Coldhead, pulled two plastic forks from him, and then began rapidly jabbing the motionless Coldhead lying on the ground.

Liu Feng thought to himself that the Heavenly Azure Source Pill had a one-day period of weakness after use, which was something he deeply guarded against. After all, since he had to stay by the Gloomy Elder's side, it was better to be a bit more prepared.

"Hmph! A man of integrity does not accept handouts given in scorn! This old man would rather starve than accept food from the likes of you deserters and bandits!" Just as they were eating, the old man suddenly chimed in with an indignant huff.

High in the sky, another figure descended—none other than the stern-faced middle-aged man from the Fu clan. The chilling aura enveloping the stern-faced man covered the entire sky, domineering and ferocious.

The fortress canyon had a characteristic feature: the slopes on both sides were overgrown with thick grass. It was obvious that this grass could provide concealment for players, making it an essential terrain feature to rely upon for this ambush.

Of course, due to various reasons, the subsequent stages of the plan he had meticulously prepared had long since been aborted. That was the only reason Shen Chang'an had been able to return to the capital within a year.

Seeing that Wukong had not spoken for a long time, Ao Qingchen assumed the other party was angry with her. Just as she was about to send a voice transmission to inquire, she suddenly caught sight of Golden Cicada lying on the ground, a bizarre smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Her heart stirred instantly, and she pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the surrounding movements.

Unexpectedly, this frail student possessed rather agile reflexes. Dodging swiftly to the side, he lunged at Tang Rong's kicking leg, grabbed it fiercely, and wrapped his wicked hands around her silk-stockinged leg. The move came so abruptly that Tang Rong had not anticipated it at all and failed to dodge in time.

Yang Bufan smiled awkwardly. At this moment, Lin Maoyu and Qin Qin also walked over. Qin Qin remained silent, while Lin Maoyu carefully scrutinized Long Ruolan with a thoughtful expression.

Lu Wei was staying at the guesthouse. Shen Tong turned back toward the guesthouse, went up to the second floor, knocked on the door, and entered Lu Wei's room.

By this year, Li Simeng was already sixteen years old. It was only when Li Yaomin casually mentioned her during a chat with someone that he suddenly realized Li Simeng was already sixteen.

Granny Duan wept and said, "Qing'er, Ling'er, neither of you can take such risks! If you refuse to listen to Granny's words, Granny will end her life right here right now!" She spoke with absolute resolve, raising her hand and pressing it heavily against the crown of her head, while a clear glow flickered in her palm, ready to channel her magical power at any moment.

The skincare product carried a faint, refreshing fragrance. Jiang Xiubai said nothing, lowering his head to inhale the natural scent emanating from Nan Xun.

Amidst the lightning-fast momentum, the sky suddenly darkened, and countless crows swarmed in from all directions like a dark cloud, blotting out the sky.

Purification Arts, Cleansing Pills, and True-Mind Incense—these three all possessed extremely potent detoxifying effects. Although the Hydra's toxic miasma had erupted violently and nearly claimed Boss Cui's life, bolstered by these three remedies, Boss Cui managed to tough it out.

"Ning Cheng, what is wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? You came back early without even letting your sister know." Xia Ruoxue walked into Ning Luo's room and said with a displeased tone.

Yet those eyes flashed with pure, flawless ripples of light, and an elegant, faint smile still hung on her face, exuding an indescribable nobility and carefree grace.