Volume 1 Chapter 30: Exploitation

The tea shop owner instinctively nodded fervently. Such a wonderful opportunity—thirty gold coins! With that, he could open an even larger and finer tea house.

During this time, Ji Jiu also took a call from Xia Wanmeng, who inquired about safety and related matters. Ji Jiu answered each question in turn, and only after the two hung up did several minutes pass. Remembering a message that had come in during the call, she finally found a moment to check it.

Everything that came out of the Lanshi Chamber of Commerce was synonymous with high quality, which explained why the Lanshi Auction was so popular.

The scent from the barrel kept spilling out—a sharp, sour smell that pierced the nostrils. The man immediately clutched the barrel again and began to vomit.

Once inside the palace, she felt like a bird trapped in a gilded cage, longing for the open sky but unable to escape.

He even stopped in his tracks, reaching out to grab his hair and tugged at it forcefully.

The man pressed his bare chest against her back, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, resting his head on Ji Jiu’s shoulder. His expression was languid, resembling a well-fed cat reluctant to leave its bed.

“That’s enough! I came back this time to see my mother, not to chat with you.” Shen Yuan had always treated Qiao Xue coldly. After saying this, Shen Yuan intended to enter directly.

That night left her legs marked with red welts in several places, her chest similarly reddened, and her lips swollen.

The car door slammed shut with such force under Cheng Heng’s hand that the loud bang was unpleasant to the ears.

“An imperial favor,” eunuch Li announced as he arrived unannounced at the main hall, startling Shangguan Jue’ai.

Above the swollen palm, the pain dulled the man’s smile somewhat, but the sense of contentment remained unmistakable.

Servant A smiled slyly at Servant B, sharing an unspoken understanding about these kinds of matters.

“Fine, I’ll spare you for Ah Zhi’s sake, but that traitor—I can never forgive him. Give me his birth date and time; I want to accuse him before the King of Hell.” The old lady’s eyes suddenly blazed as she fixed a fierce glare on the short, stocky man.

At noon, “We’ll have roast rabbit. Guagua, you catch the rabbits; Huahua and I will get some salt,” Wu Ming instructed. Tempted by the prospect of a feast, Huahua and Guagua now obeyed Wu Ming without question.

His hangover throbbed painfully, and the fragments of memories, some clear and some hazy, replayed in his mind like snippets from a movie.

All the droplets within the spiritual realm melted instantly. Yun Feng, a commander at the late stage of his power, suddenly exploded with strength. At this moment, Ao Jin’s dragon breath had completely vanished. His golden-yellow eyes abruptly turned toward Yun Feng, narrowing slightly upon sensing Yun Feng’s surging aura.

With a casual wave, eight rosewood chairs appeared on the high platform before him, and he sat down at ease.

Once Lin Chen began speaking, he couldn’t stop. The overwhelming momentum of Zhang Ye soaring into the sky sent a shiver through his heart. Such power was indeed terrifying, especially to someone at his level.

“No worries. I’ll go see them and hear what they have to say. Bring them to the main hall and use a barrier so they can’t see me.” The Jade Fox accompanied her mother, and upon hearing Feng Bukuang’s description, she guessed these people were likely from the Qianhe Hall.

Lin Feng curled his lip and gave Li Qing a thumbs-up. Just then, Qin Dong passed by the inn, and Lin Feng quickly called him over to ask.

He clearly remembered striking at Li Yunfeng’s back, so how did he suddenly end up hitting his own boss’s chest?

Damn it! What nonsense is this? With such a seductive figure, you actually say you’re not worth peeping at?

These pirates all lived on islands. Just one major tsunami could wipe them out, so they lived in constant frustration. That’s why they fought tooth and nail to seize the mainland.

Chen Xi stepped forward, unleashing a powerful aura that cracked the ground beneath him.

Zhang Cheng used the “Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada” lightness skill, presenting the entire roster of the Internal Affairs Department. His mouth moved rapidly as he discoursed on history and current affairs.

Chen Xi abruptly retracted his hand; he was gathering strength for the final move of his technique.

On the battlefield ahead, Hu Che’er lost his composure, discarding his great saber, and drew the Crescent Moon Bronze Halberd from his back. Grasping both ends, he spun it rapidly on the ground. The swirling halberd cleaved the Xianbei soldiers nearby into piles of shredded flesh.

After traveling only a short distance, a group of Xiongnu soldiers appeared ahead. Judging by their attire, they belonged to the Qi Lie King’s faction.

“Alice... the protagonist of Resident Evil...” Ji Ming hesitated for a moment after seeing Alice, then suddenly threw a punch at her forehead. The punch missed as Alice instinctively twisted her body, easily dodging.

Absentmindedly washing up, Qu Yi slowly made his way to Yuan Shao’s tent. He wished he could keep going like this because he didn’t want to hear what Yuan Shao was about to say.

The butler Rosier spoke frankly. Such words were not unfamiliar to Ka Xiu, who had asked Nilu the same question. The answers were almost identical. To outsiders, the deceased was just a very ordinary girl; they couldn’t understand why she would take her own life.

Xiang Lan and Sashimi were about to pursue, but the Fourth Legion’s demon soldiers surrounded them. Already wounded, they couldn’t break the encirclement instantly and had no choice but to fight the enemies before them.

But this guy had a face thicker than a city wall turning a corner. To shirk responsibility, he told others that Old Jiang had told him not to fight.

Such rare materials were hard enough to collect just to make handcuffs. As for crafting Ultraman figures, Rosso thought imagining it was utterly foolish.

You’re such a tiny country, barely a speck on the map. China may be poor, but if you come to attack China, that’s a different matter.

As for the descendants of Kaguya, the Six-Path Sennin brothers Yuyi and Yucun, they were born into this world without knowledge of the Ōtsutsuki clan.

Huang Feng nodded vigorously at Li Guangze. No matter what, he had to agree first before discussing anything further.