Volume 1, Chapter 47: Teaching a New Method of Bookkeeping

I feel deeply emotional; when rescuing the master painter, I never expected to extract anything from his mouth, because that was something Consort Ma ought to do.

Although Elder Huang sensed something was amiss, he had to admit that what Ma Qingyang said in the end made sense.

His anger could no longer be suppressed, and he instantly released his aura, revealing the astonishing strength of the peak Yuanzun realm.

Su Jie held his admission ticket and identity card and joined the queue to enter. At this moment, he felt a bit expectant about what the Spirit-Reflecting Mirror might reveal about him, because compared to the known, the unknown was far more terrifying.

Yuan Feng's perspective and field of vision in observing people were quite different. He hadn't noticed it before, but now the monitor seemed genuinely a bit strange.

In the game of a poisoned chalice, the one who makes the move last is the safest; the one who jumps out first rarely survives to the end.

"Sect Master, Senior Brother." Guan Xuan choked back a breath, her emotions interrupted once more. Looking at Du Ge, who had suddenly become bizarre, she temporarily did not know what to say.

This was also quite obvious; whether it was the origins of the Death Eaters or the slogans he propagated, both proved his exceptionally high compatibility with Slytherin House.

More and more of the Grand Steward's people were arriving. Through my binoculars, I saw that he had left the café and was standing in front of the side door of the villa.

"Mirror Flower, Water Moon: I can use reflective surfaces to create a mirrored world, and I can drag my enemies into this mirrored world," Xin Tianyang glanced at Du Ge and said.

"If you do not trust him, can you trust me?" An aged voice sounded from outside the door, and a moment later, the voice had already reached inside the room.

Brightness suddenly appeared ahead, suggesting they had already exited the cave. Everyone felt relieved, and Shopkeeper Wang put away his night-shining pearl.

"We have no intention of making an enemy of the Holy Flame Hall; we only require you to release one person!" Wang Shentong said.

Matters here were resolved in the blink of an eye. Xiao Feibnot only dealt with a hateful casino owner, but he also acquired two subordinates who currently seemed quite loyal.

Shopkeeper Wang seemed to make him understand something, which was that she—perhaps she was the ultimate culprit who framed him! Or perhaps not, because he was still willing to trust her, even after countless changes! Everything he did seemed solely aimed at proving, proving her innocence to the world.

After finishing his meal, Wang Jing swaggered out onto the street. Sure enough, the moment he set off, quite a few people immediately got up and followed him.

According to the legends circulating in the streets regarding this Song Dynasty battleship at Maguan, this warship possessed the capability to blockade northern China's largest port single-handedly. If the people of the Song Dynasty so desired, they could instantly achieve a situation where not a single large vessel could enter or leave Tianjin Port.

"Z4, circle around and use your M60 machine gun to suppress those pigtails first. We have to find a way out." The commander of the N3 vehicle had no choice but to order the "Namir" armored recovery vehicle, still parked on the main road, to support the green-zone infantry locked in combat with the Qing army.

Meanwhile, the coalition camp of the Star Universe alien forces was in an uproar: What? This guy actually dares to challenge all of our Starry Sky King experts?

Secondly, regarding Yan Qing colluding with the Divine Wind Organization, King Chen had only heard it from Xiao Feis explanation without seeing that disc. He wanted to see the footage inside with his own eyes before going to report the matter to Chief Number One.

When the ancients built tombs, they would dig them very deep, especially the tombs of emperors, which were dug even deeper. On one hand, this was to connect with the earth's pulse, and on the other hand, it was for anti-theft purposes. Therefore, grave-robbers' tunnels were always dug very deep, ranging from a dozen meters to several dozen meters at most.

A massive black spacecraft departed from the Sacred Domain and entered a stellar region through a spacetime tunnel. This stellar region was the territory guarded by the White Tiger True God. After a long while, the spacecraft emitted a beam of starlight and floating light, casting twenty youths far into the distance.

Even that white swan could not withstand Liu Qingyuan's sword Qi, flapping its wings and hiding behind the giant boulder.

In the British artillery command post, looking blankly at the exquisite porcelain cup in front of him, every time a "thud" echoed from afar, the pale yellowish-green tea inside would form faint ripples, ring after ring, gradually fading away.

However, she never expected that today, on her very first day back at work, Hu Pei would see Jiang Cheng once again. This time, the Jiang Cheng she saw was not unconscious, but a living, breathing Jiang Cheng who could speak, jump, and move about.

When he woke up again, all ten fingers of his hands were gone, leaving only blood-soaked palms from which bright red blood gushed like a spring. By this time, his scalp was numb from the pain, his mind was a blank, and his consciousness had grown hazy.

What on earth was the Yuanling Commerce Alliance hesitating about? To the extent that they would reject an alchemy family that delivered themselves to their doorstep?

The only surprising thing was the unexpected length of this tunnel, which seemed to lead deep into the bowels of the earth.

Filled with suspicion, they entered the headquarters of the Destruction Root Organization. It was somewhat similar to the former headquarters of the Origin Organization—everywhere there were research facilities overflowing with a technological aura yet looking extremely dangerous. However, what made them feel even more bizarre was that they didn't find a single living person.

Compared to Lord Moyuan's terrifying blade intent, his attacks were like a primitive man fighting, completely devoid of any profound principles.

"It seems a lot of things really happened during the four years I was away." Bei Chuchen did not mind Qi Qihan's silence and muttered to himself.

"Given that this was the sect's fault, and since the stone cave has already collapsed, the two of you are excused from punishment." Gongsun Fan waved his hand, signaling the two to go down and recuperate.

There wasn't much change, except for the addition of two ponds and a bamboo house. It was truly a picturesque landscape, the ultimate holy land for tourism.

"Just now, Shuangshuang told me..." As soon as Shuangshuang left, Chi Yan wanted to tell Qi Qihan what Shuangshuang had just said to her.

That fellow was extremely angry and aggrieved. Having lurked for so many years, he had failed even to open the Dark Portal.