Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Clumsy Trap

His rough fingertips gently caressed the skin of her neck. The moment he pressed against that soft warmth, Mo Yue finally attained his heart's desire, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

It was a pleasure that welled up from the very depths of his soul.

Ling Yinyin was like a marionette doll; she neither struggled nor responded. As if her soul had been displaced, she stood there quietly, allowing him to take what he wanted.

Mo Yue was immersed in that alluring fragrance. At this moment, the breeze brushing against his face and the dazzling sunlight all seemed much more pleasing. Unable to pull himself away, he delved deeper to savor it.

After Hua Jiu finished speaking, he did not bother to look at the expressions of those from the third branch. Naturally, the third branch was more than willing to accept such an adoption; this way, whoever would eventually inherit the position of family head would, in any case, have come from their branch.

The young man stared coldly in Ling Tian’s direction, radiating a terrifying aura of slaughter. Ling Tian could sense that the man’s strength was undoubtedly formidable, far exceeding that of Yuan Long.

Without a word, Li Zhen kicked Feng Bang’s four lackeys out of the window one by one, leaving them to experience free fall in mid-air.

"What exactly happened?" Although the matter had passed, Li Qi still needed to get to the bottom of it, so she summoned the Second Prince and Gui’er for questioning. Naturally, the Second Prince remained seated, while Gui’er knelt on the floor.

Fang Ao stood quietly atop the reef, waiting. The sea breeze brushed against his face, but his expressionless features revealed nothing of his current mood.

Upon hearing the words of the Great Leader, Tie Xing lost his temper. Still, he could not help but eye the two individuals fighting in the street.

Relieved, Guan Mulong generously displayed his sincerity, showing not a hint of disrespect toward Wang Ruxue in his words or actions.

Maruko understood a bit now; this was not a politician, but a seasoned broker—a political broker with Japanese characteristics, parasitic upon members of the Diet and political parties... similar to the relationship between a gold prospector and a shovel seller.

"If there is work to be done, the disciple shall bear the burden. How could I trouble you seniors with such a matter? Let me, Tie Xing, go and test this so-called Japanese Jonin." Tie Xing immediately stepped forward to request the fight.

Qin Feixue gripped Lin Bin’s clothes tightly, yet she dared not move, letting Lin Bin’s face rub against her own.

Poland’s Scud-B only carried a single warhead, but it was the same model as the single-warhead variant used by the Soviet military itself, which was why "United Power" had taken an interest in it.

"I practice the Heaven-Reaching Sword Canon, but due to my own nature, my cultivation leans toward the fire attribute, while yours leans toward water. This is perfect; make your move." Mo Wanjian looked toward the sky, as if he did not regard Xu Xian as a threat at all.

The Thief King had been entrusted by Zhou Yu to investigate the situation of nearby forces, and posing as a wandering merchant was the best disguise. He took this opportunity to begin his espionage activities. There had been nothing happening at the amusement park lately, and he was not needed for protection, so Zhou Yu nodded and agreed to the Thief King’s request.

"Very well. I simply felt uneasy having a devil of unknown depth by my side. Since that is the case, I am in no hurry to probe his background. Very well, I should return, or else someone will get worried." After saying this, Xu Xian’s figure flickered and vanished from before Sun Zitong’s eyes.

Of course, these were all armchair theories. For the specific operations, Rao Mingyang still had to come and watch them every day, providing on-site instruction.

If it were not for the fact that this product was still mired in controversy at the national level—with some arguing that graphene battery technology should be added to the restricted export list—it is estimated that, based on current production capacity, the orders received would have already been booked twenty years into the future. Of course, this was entirely foreseeable.

Qiya’s delicate body trembled, and the gloom on her face faded slightly. Feng Yucheng’s words reminded her of Shapel’s concern for her, but that did not mean she could simply abandon the humiliation she had endured in the past.

The Yuan family troops, already terrified by Ran Min’s slaughter, were caught off guard by the sudden charge of these fresh reinforcements, which immediately tore a gap in the encirclement. Ran Min and the newcomer charged at the forefront, unstoppable for a time. Faced with Ran Min and the newly joined warrior, the Yuan army’s defensive line crumbled like paper.