অধ্যায় একশ আটান্ন: সাক্ষাৎকার

পর, the next day when I woke up, I glanced at my phone—it was eight in the morning.

I washed my face, changed into a fresh set of clothes, and headed downstairs.

After having a quick breakfast nearby, I stopped by a local convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes and a face mask. Then, following the address Su Tao had given me last night, I took a taxi to a bar named Midnight Square.

The taxi driver looked quite curious and asked why I was heading out so early in the...

The four of them inhaled and exhaled, moving their hands and feet in unison. Each found a flat spot, placed their stone stools down, and waited for Yue Qingdie’s command.

Actually, there is nothing surprising about this. People are multifaceted; the expressions on their faces and their psychological states shift depending on the company they keep, naturally resulting in different outward displays.

"He is himself, and I am myself. My marriage and my life will be decided solely by me, not dictated by anyone else," Chen Jiran said, gently squeezing Gu Xixi's hand.

Just by looking at it, one could tell it wasn't the same grade of food the film crew was eating. The man in black placed several breakfast items before Pei Si, and the young master lazily picked up two buns to eat.

Therefore, most of the planets in the Pangu Great World were heavy with earth, stone, and metal. Moreover, as a very ancient realm, through continuous integration and devouring, it was much larger than the Nine Heavens Great World or the Qi-Enlightening Great World where Nunu had previously reincarnated.

Su Xia felt a slight pang of surprise. Remembering the "big shot" they had just been talking about, she wondered if it could be him.

The training center, combat arena, cinema, hot springs, swimming pool, amusement park, high-end restaurants, prop shops, commercial street, and other urban facilities were all readily available. Of course, the prerequisite for enjoying these facilities was earning enough reward points.

However, I couldn't. Lu Xudong had called me, asking me to go to the hospital to help take care of my mother-in-law.

"If you can withstand a single blow, how will you fare against a double slash?" Seeing Long Zhantian vomit blood, Yunkong wore a ferocious and excited expression, a faint smile curving at the corner of his lips as he panted.

Gu Dongjue stirred the soup with a spoon; the lotus root and pork rib soup smelled rich and fragrant. He lowered his head slightly to drink, while Su Xia watched his somewhat lazy demeanor behind the swirling mist, inevitably reminding her of last night.

She had selected many treasures while taking Qing Ruoshui along, though unfortunately, she couldn't touch other cultivation techniques, or else there would have been even more gains.

"Mao Xiang sent me an intelligence report a few days ago, stating that Ren Junxian of Quanzhou intends to start an uprising next year and capture Anxi County."

The two wicked cultivators had prepared beforehand; their combined magical power undoubtedly surpassed Huo Yujun's. While constantly resisting him, they continuously used evil arts to drain his magical power. Dragging it out like this, Huo Yujun was bound to fall into their hands eventually.

Since the Great Ming dynasty, everyone in the world surnamed Zhu took pride in having even the slightest connection to the imperial family. As for the descendants of Zhu Xi? What were they?

Actually, a sty is just a hordeolum. You simply disinfect the area, gently turn back the eyelid, and pierce the swollen granule directly.

When Ji Jingxi entered the palace for the last time, Li Duobao no longer concealed his stance in front of the emperor. Therefore, the first person Emperor Wei wanted to deal with upon regaining consciousness was this "traitor." Although Consort Liu managed to secretly protect him in the end, Li Duobao had suffered greatly before that.

"This will sacrifice an entire morning of my sleep, but thankfully, Sunday is just around the corner, and I can make up for it."

With someone taking the lead, the atmosphere returned to normal. One by one, the guests offered their farewells and departed. As he passed by Pei Hua, Crown Prince Ji Gui softly muttered something, causing the former's face to instantly turn ashen. Su Huayuan, who followed closely behind, patted him on the shoulder without uttering a word, yet it plunged Pei Hua even deeper into an abyss of dread.

They were all from the same village, and Father Zhou knew quite a bit about the life Fang Peijin had led in the past. Seeing the current situation, everything became clear to him—if she were truly their biological child, could they possibly be this biased?