Chapter 40: The Stubborn Teacher

The most enviable thing was that this woman had the authority to select candidates for the staff. It seemed his hopes of joining the staff department were dashed, for he had clearly offended Hong Xiuyu.

“Speak,” Hong Xiuyu said as she looked at Li Feihu, who had now grown serious. At this moment, she put away her little green notebook, which she had been reluctant to bring out in the first place. Who would have thought that Li Feihu, that fellow...

“Did I… do something wrong?” At this moment, as everyone sat together discussing whether or not to split into groups, Li Sanlang, looking utterly dejected, spoke up.

“Boom!” Mo Fan uttered a single word softly. Then he summoned all his strength to defend himself, transforming his Huaxia form into an eggshell to shield himself.

The three of them were all watching the largest screen in the center, which displayed footage from a camera suspended from the ceiling, monitoring the whole room.

“Senior Might, I’m going in!” With the conversation over, Ding Zuo formed a seal with both hands and charged forward.

It was only natural; roasting a whole potato like this would never cook properly, and there were so many simpler, easier methods, yet they insisted on the most time-consuming and least rewarding one.

“Roar!” Gluttonous Beast, upon hearing Long Tianqi’s command, let out an angry howl and swallowed the arrogant patrol soldier in a single bite. Even the soldier’s mount could not escape and was devoured as well. Gluttonous Beast had long been annoyed by this worthless soldier—a king-level weakling who dared speak to its master that way.

In the minds of many, the image of Lu Feng being felled by a single punch had already involuntarily appeared.

Then, Susanoo grasped a rod of flame and drove it fiercely at Ai’s chakra.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, a renowned dish in Southern Fujian, is a banquet staple requiring dozens of ingredients, all equally important, with a particularly complex preparation process. Its true essence lies in the soup.

In an instant, Lan Ziyi understood—Du Jing was not Zhang Mingyue or Du Ji. He lacked the same network of informants and did not have the inclination to gather such information. There was even the deliberate blocking of news by Eunuch Long and Eunuch Yu, but regardless, this Du Jing before him truly knew little about Lan Ziyi.

Clearly, whether at school or in the modeling agency, she always held her own over the boys; most of them didn’t even have the courage to meet her gaze.

Li Tianming, startled by Liu Jianing’s sudden shout, lost his balance and tumbled from the sofa.

Out of love and concern for Lin Liping, Yun Yun would find a way to persuade Lin Hongda to abandon this idea.

Ever since Official Lü Yi set his sights on Ma Zhong, a great number of secrets hidden within the Bureau had been deliberately dug out and uncovered.

In the end, just as his son Guo Miaojue had said, “Those involved do not see clearly”—this time, he was determined to be one who did.

With a gentle smile, no longer teasing her sulking friend, Nozomi Tojo turned her beautiful eyes toward the three members of Muse on the stage.

After all, online interactions are always virtual; in reality, people may not be as they seem on the internet.

As this team grew ever larger, snowballing in size, all sorts of issues began to arise.

Suddenly, the face in that black mist twisted. The Demon General shouted “Demacia!”—no, spat, then bellowed “Gulu gulu,” which probably meant “Long live the Demon King! Long live the Demon Tribe!” With that, it grabbed its long spear and charged at Fatty like a gust of wind.

Normally, Mashiro Shiina would have holed up in her own room to draw, but for some reason, since a few days ago, this girl refused to do so and insisted on drawing in his room instead.

“No matter if you catch any fish or not, Lu Qing, if you want to visit the market, remember to stop by my house and let me know. There are still some customs to observe when going to market,” Wang Dashan reminded her.