Volume 1, Chapter 55: How Could You Sell This Jade Hairpin?

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Looking at these items, Qin Wan knew that what was not meant to be kept could never be retained. Much like this jade hairpin, which might one day end up in Su Yan'er's hands regardless, she would rather sell it sooner rather than later.

Undoubtedly, current industries such as the internet, telecommunications, genetic medicine, and interstellar development held the greatest potential, and Land Corporation happened to possess a large-scale sci-tech innovation industrial chain, the kind of enterprise whose stock skyrocketed.

Agreeing to Brother Xiao Huo's request was truly the wisest decision! With Brother Xiao Huo around, no one in the Xiao family would dare to bully her.

Suspended in mid-air upon hearing these words, Black Rose stood with her back to the crowd, her expression concealed, leaving everyone unaware of what she was truly thinking at that moment.

"Father, rest assured, your son will show mercy," said Yagyu Jubei, looking at Huang Chong with an arrogant expression.

Yun Yun's beautiful eyes gazed into the void, a sudden ache tightening her throat. Possessing peerless beauty, she had no idea how many men admired her from afar, yet Yun Yun remained utterly oblivious, always carrying a cold and distant gaze that had never afforded any man a chance.

Akainu's full-power Canine Teeth Crimson Lotus was shattered by a single punch right in front of Hu Xing.

Yet, just as he was fast asleep, a cold and slightly mechanical voice sounded deep within his mind.

Following that, this single thought flooded his entire brain, leaving no room for anything else.

It was only because Divine Doctor Gong was of noble character that he deigned to answer her request; had it been other physicians, they might not have bothered to come simply because she lacked money.

Due to her weight, the slender hands that Liu Pianpian had been most proud of before the age of eighteen had become plump and fleshy.

Of course, besides concealing the existence of the Primordial Enlightenment Scripture, he also needed to use the weapon-refining resources provided by his family to forge the furnace before him.

When Guo Han saw the name yesterday, he assumed it was just a coincidence, but after looking into it, it turned out to be true.

"What news?" Yu Xinlang asked, somewhat bewildered. "My old man told me that you seized six 'bests in the world' in one breath, including the fire-element arts." Looking at Yu Xinlang before him, Zhu Jian let out a long sigh. "The rest of us bitterly seek the path of immortality, but you, sir, are a true immortal." This was a gap that sheer talent could no longer bridge.

The Yin-Yang barrier trembled even more violently, and finally, spiderweb-like dual-colored cracks began to spread across its surface.

Murong Xue looked around only to find the surroundings completely empty. With no other choice, she could only use her belt to bind the opponent tightly.

Lin Yuan was somewhat puzzled by Wang Tai's arrival, but when he caught sight of Huang Shufeng trailing behind Wang Tai's group, Lin Yuan already had a pretty good idea of what was going on.

To be fair, over the past half-month or so, Xu Wanyi had been currying favor with Chen Yun every single day, frequently lingering in the lounge shared by him and Zhou Huan, either secretly watching Chen Yun write his scripts or deeply engrossed in studying her own role.

Looking at the darkened screen, the heart that had been stuck in Liu Pianpian's throat finally settled back down.

As if startled by Liu Pianpian's words, the piece of potato Liu Shasha had just put to her mouth suddenly dropped onto the table.

Seeing this posture, Nightingale finally relaxed, realizing that Yu Chao was beginning to take things seriously and had not sustained any significant injuries.

This fellow had indeed grasped something from that place; no wonder the Death Star was so wary of him.

Krillin finally finished his daily routine of weighted one-finger push-ups, and his body went limp as he collapsed directly onto the ground.

Wherever this brilliantly colored giant tiger passed, any trees that merely grazed its hide snapped instantly, and the gale it whipped up howled with a terrifying and awe-inspiring might.

That was not self-deception; it was self-comfort, a way to make himself fight with greater ease—a form of self-numbness. Zhang Tiansheng knew that this approach was the best thing for him.