37 How to Handle a Room Full of Straight Men 02

As expected, once the outsider heard of Qin Ming’s connection to the inn, his arrogance withered. Upon learning that even the prefect’s family had sent people to eat the Dongpo pork, he became even more servile. When their disturbance began to interfere with others’ meals, the crowd promptly shooed them away.

He used a sliver of spiritual energy to activate the amulet Morey had given him. A shield of light emerged from his body, blocking not only the wind and rain but also the cold arrows. Xiao Chen prayed silently that the enemy hadn’t used anything as monstrous as armor-piercing arrows, while keeping his eyes fixed ahead, calculating the distance.

Off the field, Chen Yuhan’s expression softened. She felt a surge of gratitude toward Jiang Chuchu, Gu Chao, and even the cousin-in-law who had intimidated Li Wei. In her view, now that Gu Chao was fighting with all his might, this farce was finally coming to an end.

This was because almost all of their family’s land was located in a golden district. Grosvenor Square, where the American Embassy stood, including that entire block in Mayfair, belonged entirely to them.

It was dusk. The "Day Wheel," burning eternally in the sky, was slowly descending, while the "Night Wheel," an eternally frozen orb that brought darkness, had already risen. This transition between day and night was the prime time for the night market, which was far livelier at this hour than at any other.

However, they waited nervously for over a minute without a second wave of attacks, which allowed them to breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Whenever Bai Gang saw those ghost-eating spiders straining to spray webbing at the 99A tank, he felt an urge to laugh. It felt less like a battle and more like a video game—specifically, a mowing-down game where the protagonist had turned on invincible mode.

One had to know that she had gone to great lengths to win these great lords over. Not only could they charge into battle during wartime, but returning to the Eternal Sacred Sect would also cause her power to skyrocket, placing her comprehensive strength above that of her arch-rival, the Abyssal Dweller Deritan.

Hilton chuckled, "It's quite cold out here. Let's go into the hotel and talk." He shifted the topic effortlessly, introducing everyone to each other before leading them back inside.

Except for suggestions that were clearly advantageous to MacArthur, MacArthur would not give him much face.

"Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Boss—" The person being dragged out was none other than Manager Qi, who had previously accepted twenty thousand yuan from Jiang Jun.

"Ding." Jiang Huairen tapped Xuanyuan Guyuan’s fist, producing a crisp sound like metal colliding. Jiang Huairen was surprised; he hadn't expected Xuanyuan Guyuan’s physique to be so resilient, actually capable of blocking the Meteor Finger.

"Let’s see where you can run. Take this blade!" Du Lang had reached striking distance of Zhang Tian. A flash of cold light appeared in his hand as a large silver saber materialized, which he swung down toward Zhang Tian with all his might.

Du Deda had no choice; he was so angry he was huffing and puffing, but in the end, he gave a bitter smile, started his car, and drove away.

The Ten-Percent Shop was indeed quiet. Seeing no sign of the legendary Old Drunkard who had manifested divinity ten days prior—who was also his husband’s former benefactor—An Hongdou bought several jars of fine wine and carried them toward the gate of Bodhi Dao City.

Zhang Tian accepted them helplessly. He had heard of the Phoenix-Crowned Deer; its meat was delicious and rare, and it was prized for its speed, making it a culinary treasure. He hadn't expected to have the good fortune to taste it today.

Before college entrance exam papers are handed to students, they are classified at the same level as nuclear weapons—that is, top-secret national level.

Of course, they weren't mixed completely with ordinary patients. At the Erlong City People's Hospital, wards for patients who had just undergone surgery were strictly isolated from those waiting for surgery or general inpatient wards.

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, he walked straight out. Seeing him leave, Gao Fei went to the table. Looking at the hot pot still emitting steam, she couldn't resist lifting the lid. An alluring aroma wafted out. Gao Fei took a deep breath, and seeing the red oil bubbling in the pot, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

Nodding, Qin Zhao agreed. After all, the matters regarding the organization were settled, the assassin organization had stopped hunting him, and the Daqin Group was temporarily out of danger. Everything seemed to be going just as he wished. Naturally, he had to visit Li Jing’s hometown, and while he was at it, keep this winning streak going.

The expression on the Second Mistress’s face didn't change much because of this, and she didn't say a word even after the Zhou woman left. However, Su Li, who had been hiding behind listening, couldn't take it anymore.

Mo Yu did not answer, because even he could not be sure if Lin Jia would have a better destination. Debts of the past life are repaid in this one; it was all just a cycle of cause and effect.

Inside the Xiaoyao Technology Group, Xiao Meyao was in the middle of a meeting. With a bang, the conference room door was kicked open, and everyone’s eyes turned toward the source.

Even if he didn't work for the rest of his life, inheriting the Xia family’s assets would be enough to last him into his next life.

Instead, it was because he preferred the habit of tearing things apart with brute force over the opportunistic mentality of relying on tools.

Ouyang Derun huffed in anger, slammed the flowers in his hand onto the ground, and ran out.

She had originally thought it was thundering outside, but after listening for a while and hearing no sound of rain, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing his childish behavior, Ruan Xintong couldn't help but laugh. She picked up a piece of pastry and, as a prank, shoved it into his mouth.

As for Curly, he had likely been too well-protected; never having felt the heaviness that weighed upon Gamo, he lived his life in a daze.

The government hall, which had been packed just moments ago, became empty in the blink of an eye, leaving only the tall, thin man standing there.

Seeing Xu Lingzhu bowing her head in silence, he assumed she was frightened, so he confidently stepped forward to touch the mechanism on the stone wall.

At sixteen, Su Shimuo loved to sit on the swing in the courtyard, swaying back and forth, carefree, as if she didn't have a single worry in the world.

She suppressed the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, rushed to the bedside, and called out to him softly.

This was not the Blood Sea Secret Realm, and there were no Mayfly Snails to help convert blood into a sea, but Chu Li pondered that since the thunder liquid in the Thunder Transformation Pool could temper a warrior’s blood sea, it should be able to help Ning Dayuan as well. Even if he failed, the guy wouldn't be at a loss.

As Granny Liu spoke, she instinctively swallowed her saliva. With so much wolf meat, if they could just get a share, it would be enough for a meal. Given how many people were in their family, they deserved an even larger portion.

After taking a shower, Wen Xiawei turned off the lights, said goodnight to everyone, and got into bed, intending to sleep.

The grandfather and grandson’s plan was that if there were still no opportunities at the Wangyue Tower, they would leave the capital in two days. As for where to go, they hadn't thought about it yet; they would just have to take things one step at a time.

Zhao Jinhua looked smug and reached out to pat Qin Qiong’s face, only to be forced back by his cold, icy stare.