one hundred fourteen

After several rounds of drinks, the executives' faces were flushed red, and each had loosened up considerably compared to the start, chatting freely about current affairs, economics, and history.

Su Yun kept her head down, eating quietly. She didn't dare drink too much—if she got that drunk again, she wouldn't be able to show her face in public.

When the plate of greens came around, Su Yun used the serving chopsticks to pick some into her own bowl. She then reached for her own chopsticks, but her hand suddenly trembled and she nearly dropped them.

Looking down, she saw it was Wei...

After dinner, because Bian Yuanhang had to rush back to Hongcheng City, their first date came to an abrupt end.

Diku lightly uttered two words. A vibrant aura of life radiated from his entire being, and as he breathed, dense spiritual energy and divine power surged outward.

A contest was about to begin when, suddenly, a booming voice rang out. Along with the voice, a figure wrapped in true qi shot up from below at tremendous speed.

Surrounded by formidable attendants and bodyguards, wherever he went, people could not help but hold him in awe—this was Qin Yu's exclusive aura.

After the mechanism was pressed, the stone door slowly opened. Cheng Yaojin stood on guard with a grim expression, wary of a possible ambush. But even after the door fully opened, no danger emerged from within.

Three or four meters stretched between the two rooftops, with no cover whatsoever. Even though crossing would take only a few seconds, it was completely exposed to the gun barrels of the henchmen below.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!" Lanlan said, choking back tears. Who did this? Why would he do such a thing? What was his purpose?

Qin Han also knew that these magazine editors worked hard, and when things got busy, plans were always subject to change.

The night was about to end, yet the arrival of dawn brought Qin Zhijian no warmth at all. From the moment Luo Tianjiao was killed, there was no longer any light in Qin Zhijian's life. He had so much he wanted to tell her, but he would never have the chance again. He truly could not accept why heaven had let him meet her, only to lose her like this.

Li Fei wielded a saber. His feet moved swiftly toward Luo Chen, and when he was less than three meters away, he suddenly leaped into the air, the long blade turning into a streak of light as it slashed toward Luo Chen.

"Damn!" Longhair had been burned once before, and the memory still haunted him. He was about to open fire.

The trickling sound was not loud, and it came from not far away. Hearing it, Zhao Man quietly made a hand gesture to me, then walked slowly in the direction from which the sound came.

There was nothing here. If anything unusual existed, it was only the stone tablet inscribed with the three large characters "Qianyuan Sect."

"Is this really just the Human Immortal Realm?" The lips of the Second General and the Third General were trembling, each to a different degree. They could not believe what they were seeing.

Only then did Yunge understand—so it was an old acquaintance. But... could it be that she knew she hadn't said anything, and that was why she sent someone to assassinate her?

Lin Baoju belonged to no sect, and Feng Ling had already left. Naturally, he had no allies left, so Lin Baoju could only find a way to enhance his own strength. As for the two lion fleas he kept in the pouch, they were useful against ordinary people, but utterly useless against spirit guardians.

Qiu Shasha glanced over without answering the fat man's question. Instead, she walked toward the corpses hanging from the top of the hall.

"Enough, no need to explain. I have things to do—I'm leaving first." Cao Fangmei wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She turned and walked away, but after only a few steps, two streams of tears fell uncontrollably. She felt a dull ache in her heart.

Zhu Shaoliang nodded and said, "This time, I'll send Yisheng!" Hearing Zhu Shaoliang's words, Ma Hongkui smiled and nodded, saying, "Brother Yisheng! I entrust Ma Zhongying to you!" With that, Ma Hongkui turned and left. After Ma Hongkui was gone, Fu Zuoyi stood there, stunned.