Chapter 32

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Anthony did not go home immediately. There was, in fact, another reason why he had ended the press conference so hastily—he was about to leave on a business trip and had yet to arrange some of his work.

Deep within Monkey Mountain, three people walked abreast. They were none other than Zhu Nanmu, Zhu Caiyuan, and Qing Yan, the trio who had recently stirred up the entire Thousand Mountains City.

In front of my mother, Lu Xudong was always very tactful, so he might have been saying that for her benefit, but in my heart, I still felt deeply touched.

That gunshot did more than pierce the car roof; it shattered their fragile psychological defenses. A whole day of trembling fear had already left them exhausted, and now, at the end of their rope, they lacked even the strength to restart the car, watching helplessly as Gao Yuankai approached them with his weapon raised.

He extended his right arm, engaged his core, pivoted on his left leg, and swung his right leg in an arc, his entire body rotating with the movement.

The soldier, who looked honest and plain-spoken, replied, "My orders are to forbid anyone from stepping onto this road, and I am prepared to sacrifice my life to uphold them."

Following this were two photos. One showed Shen Nian kissing a man at a dinner table; due to the backlighting, the man's face was obscured. The other was taken on a film set, showing Shen Nian catching Fang Simiao by the waist as she slipped, an umbrella falling from her hand to the ground.

It was enough to continue purchasing the Level 2 Defensive Enhancement genetic serum. Nanmu did not hesitate for a moment and immediately chose to purchase it.

Even if it is dangerous, even if I cannot see a thing, I must go. Even if I have to rely on my hearing, it is better than staying here in total ignorance.

It was only later that I realized his compassion was not born of this, but because I had lost everything.

After finishing the final exam, I walked out of the classroom and saw a message on my phone from Pan Nina saying that classmates from the Shanghai Conservatory of Music had arrived and she had to host them, so I had to kill the next half-day on my own. Thinking that I hadn't visited the cafe in a long time—a sign of a very incompetent shareholder—I hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address of the Crimson Cafe.

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Shen Ji was unaware of the impact his painting had caused. The Shen family was being whipped and urged on by the bailiffs to continue their journey. Even after drinking a bowl of water, they were utterly exhausted, and the trek on foot had left them drained.

He had previously thought that even if he helped this time, other spirit beasts might come to contest the territory with the Ice Spring Lion.

Jiang Muyan could not hold it back and vomited once more. However, having not eaten breakfast, her stomach was empty; after retching for a long time, nothing came out.

The second cannon port of the Iron Planet condensed two more shells and blasted them into a swarm of "Super Defensive" Green Stone starships.

"If you want to eat it, I'll bring you here every day!" Yang Ming promised, patting his chest.

In this way, although the speed would be slightly slower, it would significantly reduce energy consumption.

She did not know how to explain this matter. Now that Yang Ming knew her true identity, what would his attitude be?

The pressure on everyone suddenly lifted, but as they turned their attention to the scene, gasps of astonishment rose one after another. Where there had been crowds of people just moments before the darkness descended, there were now several empty patches, and the people who had been standing there had vanished without a trace.

Just how strong were people like them? In what range did the gap between them and himself lie?

Ruoxin pondered this to herself as she walked toward the village chief. She had only taken a few steps closer when she heard a strange man's voice.

For this reason, Lin Tianyao and Guo Fu began to spar, and before long, their duel had drawn to a close.

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At this moment, Bao Rui was not only controlling eight elemental energy arms but also constantly adjusting the intensity of the elemental flame. The mental strain was immense, and less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, beads of sweat began to seep from her forehead.

In the silent mountains, Qing Rang heard a faint sound. She lowered herself and crept closer, peeking out from behind a large tree. She found a boy lying in the weeds, whom she estimated to be around the same age as her younger brother, Yuxiang. Smelling the scent of blood in the air, she guessed he must be injured.

Regaining his composure, King Yingning lowered his bow. Even now, his mind remained taut. In that split-second moment, he had almost thought he wouldn't make it in time. His muscles were stiff, as if he had just retreated from a battlefield of ten thousand troops, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Ruoxin felt a jolt run through her. She looked up to meet his handsome face, only to see his elegant eyebrows slightly raised and a smile playing on his lips. His expression remained unchanged, as if that final form of address had been nothing more than a whim.

Yiyi then took a small step back, moving aside to leave the entire kitchen area to Qin Ming, letting him show off his skills.

A stern warning echoed through the air. Ghost Shadow checked the time and wore a bitter expression. Where was he supposed to find an antidote in 20 minutes?

She was feeling satisfied that the noodles she had kneaded were being swallowed mouthful by mouthful by him—they seemed to taste quite good? Then she watched as he set down his chopsticks and picked up a spoon to finish the soup.

"Fine!" The massive lion's head actually nodded in agreement. It seemed that the nine-headed lion's personality was largely influenced by him.