Chapter 32: A Case of Mistaken Identity

Not only were the two continuously harvesting precious heartwood, but Wang Lin was also turning a handsome profit; just the exquisite heartwood in his possession numbered over dozens, each piece embedded with several high-grade raw stones at its base.

On this expedition, Wang Lin couldn’t help but marvel: the finest treasures truly come from nature itself.

Watching Ye Chen and his two companions in the distance as they wandered aimlessly into a vast grove of lightning-struck trees, clearly at a loss.

...After much back and forth, as the vehicle came to another sudden stop, Han Zhifan, seated in the back, seemed to have completely lost patience. He abruptly pushed open the door and stepped out.

Having witnessed the dazzling array of spiritual fruits and herbs within the ring space, Zi Xi’s attitude toward Ren Hanyue subtly shifted.

Fortunately, Ren Hanyue’s intent was never to harm anyone; she only sought to buy some time to deal with that early Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

Li Boyuan chuckled and played another voice message. Zhuang Yan once again heard his teacher’s teasing tone: “It’s still early before school starts. What’s the rush? I think you’re just jealous because I have students.”

The security guard named Danny waved to a colleague nearby, and soon someone operated the terminal computer for a few seconds. The rust-covered iron gate slowly rose, opening the entrance to the old baseball stadium’s ticket checkpoint.

Unexpectedly, the organizers had even hired an official host. That man leapt atop a giant speaker, microphone in hand, announcing the start of tonight’s event.

Was the packed blood arena eager to witness a contest between commoners and nobles? Or did they hope for a miracle where the commoners would topple the aristocrats? Or perhaps they merely wished to see Lei Zhe, the “dreamer,” a mere mortal, ultimately defeated by the nobles.

Xinhua was a rural township under the jurisdiction of the ancient city, located at its northernmost edge. As the city’s extreme point, Xinhua was naturally quite remote, even more so than Zhongpai Township where the Zeng family lived.

Zhao Lang’s expression was conflicted. Given the immense kindness his master had shown him, he felt deeply ashamed facing such accusations.

In the short term, the [Otherworldly Fishing] skill was truly intangible. Fortunately, Lei Zhe had other means to obtain system-provided equipment. After taming Denisa and contracting a second slime, the system rewarded him with a new item—Granite Gloves.

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Xiao Yiqin lowered his head to the chicken soup before him, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and was instantly shocked.

Jian Rui lay restlessly in bed, troubled, unable to sleep until deep into the night when he finally drifted into a hazy slumber.

As for now, Gu Qingkuang’s home was spacious. After Tao Bin’s discharge from the hospital, they moved in together. Gu Qingya tidied up a storeroom. Though not large, it was far more comfortable than living back in the lane of their hometown.

Jiang Chen lingered long in the four-story villa, scrutinizing every floor, every piece of furniture, every chair, chandelier, and decorative item with great care. He was bidding farewell to the villa; even if he became wealthy later and wished to repurchase it, the villa would certainly never be the same.

Xiao Zhenxiong and Wu Rong sat in nearby chairs, their gazes following Xiao Yiqin’s every move.

He did not know whether his parents had informed Tao Xiu’s family of the situation, nor how to explain to Tao Xiu—who only wished to study diligently and become a good teacher—that the place where they grew up might never be returned to.

Yet Han Zhen remained silent for a long time. At that moment, a carriage slowly rolled out of the Han family army. Passing through the Hu Xiao army’s camp, it met no obstruction. The carriage gradually stopped before Qi Yuan Di and came to a halt.

As for this matter, it was nothing significant. In Gu Qingkuang’s eyes, a district captain of the Eastern District was more than enough.

She did not want to be with others, after all, she was unfamiliar with them, and if bullied, no one would stand up or call for help.

Seeing Megan Fox’s maneuver, Claire felt a twinge of envy. Yet after roaming New York for three days, not even a single clinic had been acquired, leaving Claire somewhat frustrated.

Just then, a voice devoid of emotion suddenly rang in Su Qing’s ears, jolting her awake.

The tremor was like the earth shattering, mountains shaking—a sensation more terrifying than any real earthquake.

Claire could hardly withstand it, especially knowing that the Bordeaux wine produced in 2000 was among the most valuable and stable investments in recent years. This was Claire’s planned “signature product” for the duty-free shop.

This place revered the ancestral masters of the Spirit Sword Sect, among which one sword drew particular attention. This blade, known as the Northernmost Icefield by Feng Yin Zhenren, was entirely snow-white. Approaching it, one felt an icy chill creeping over, so intense that even Zhang Qian, with his Golden Core cultivation, was enveloped in a layer of frost.

A gust of wind swept in. The five inhaled the long-missed fresh air and momentarily stood stunned.

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They might possess some extraordinary abilities, but apart from that, they were not much stronger than ordinary people.

Yet this was indeed the case: while they could be lazy in daily life, when it came to work, they diligently completed their tasks.

Upon entering the courtyard, Shi Aiguo smiled and said, “Lord Wanghou, long time no see!” In truth, Wang Ping’an had visited the Eastern Palace a few days prior to drink and play with Li Zhi. They had met before but never conversed privately.

“Brother Yulei, were you the one who acted just now?” Tian Ruohan dared to ask directly, her beautiful eyes fixed seriously on Yang Yulei.

Zhe Yanchong sighed. As the vanguard of the Jurchen attacking the Song, the Han might not hold onto the war’s gains, which was one of his ongoing concerns.

As the voice fell, the glass quickly cracked. Seeing this, Li Hu delivered another punch. The next moment, disregarding the shattered glass shards, Li Hu reached in, pulled open the car door, released the handbrake, and immediately pushed the vehicle forward, blocking the entrance of the underground passage, forming a makeshift defensive barrier.

The Mirage Demon first used its mist to create an illusion of the Chu army camp not far from the actual Chu camp. Under the cover of night and the distance between the two forces, the soldiers in Yanzhou City could not detect the slight movement of the Chu camp.

To put it plainly, the envoys came all this way simply to extract some benefit from the Tang Empire. Without profit, who would bother to travel so far for diplomacy?

Taking a wine cup from the plain basket, Tang Song sat cross-legged, drinking while listening to the zither, feeling an indescribable joy.

Fine beads of sweat gathered. The middle-aged man intended to say something, but the gambler’s words forced him to swallow them back down.

Xiao Qingchen stood side by side with A Youduo and Wei Chi Jia. A Youduo glanced disdainfully at Xiao Qingchen, who returned the look with confident contempt. As for Wei Chi Jia, his eyes were fixed straight ahead.