65 The Other Shore Manor

"Noble Lady An complained that the food was unpalatable and too greasy, and even accused us servants of bullying her. In a fit of anger, she overturned the table," Zhang Dongsheng muttered, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Did you really talk to her?" Ming Ke still found it hard to believe. Logically speaking, she was the first to sense the presence of Wu Xianghui's consciousness, so any conversation should have been with her. How on earth did Zhao Zixian beat her to it? She could not figure it out.

Lu Nanfei stepped forward, took the cloth bag from the man's hand, and pulled out a piece of shattered gold leaf.

Who was he? He was the aerial leader of the Japanese Air Force, Hideaki Nishiyama, who bore the esteemed title of Aerial Knight! Yet Li海洋 had actually dared to shoot him down, dealing a severe blow to Hideaki Nishiyama's pride and even making him contemplate committing seppuku to atone for his shame.

The actors were making tense preparations. Leading Jin Yufei, Meng Xinghui found a spot on the side of the stage where they had an unobstructed view of the show without having to crowd together with the audience in the front.

Most of the ghost cultivators from the Blazing Soul Palace present had entered the Senro Mountains, so they naturally knew what kind of portent accompanied such a strange fluctuation.

"I acquired this piece for one hundred thousand yuan back then and never had the chance to appraise it. If you really want it, brother, three hundred thousand will do," Zhang Wei said after a moment of silence, slowly raising his head.

Sitting in the main hall waiting for the newlyweds to come and pay their respects, Lord Xuan and Madam Xuan froze. Lord Xuan immediately stood up and walked outside.

Su Zhi did not rush to greet Lin Luodan, but instead poked her head in to take a look. Zhao's Hotpot Restaurant was already packed with guests, and there were no empty seats left.

But the problem was, even if they caught up, how could they persuade these commoners to follow him? How could they rescue those people under the enemy's encirclement? This was simply impossible, and it would only drive himself and the Flying Cavalry into a desperate situation.

Do not be fooled by how Xiao Jing puffed out his chest and shouted boldly in front of Jiang Xujun; in reality, he was utterly helpless right now.

Tix was driving herself crazy. Leveling up was already a problem for her, so how could everyone else be so formidable?! They could resurrect, and they could even heal injuries?

***

Qi Yuan shook his head, saying that all magic spells were available for exchange, but that was just polite talk for the public. For a major faction like this, it would be strange if they did not keep a few trump cards hidden away.

If there were a Recluse, Xiao Jin would definitely have taken him out silently, but the conflict lay in the fact that Priests counter Recluses.

"If she finds out your true colors, she probably won't even acknowledge you as her best friend anymore!" Lin Feng countered.

However! Li Zhongxin was well aware of what kind of mindset drove Cameron to care so much about this matter.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at a noodle shop. It wasn't large, but the interior decoration was rather exquisite. They sat down, ordered some items, and began to eat.

No wonder this matter had terrified her to this extent; her own foundation was not upright to begin with, and if even her lover betrayed her, goodness knows how many other incriminating handles were held in the hands of others.

Finance has many concepts, but when it all comes down to it, it is the circulation and allocation of resources. Whoever holds the resources naturally occupies an absolute advantage during the process of financial intermediation.

Early the next morning, I learned that last night Shen Yi had executed Chen Qiusheng's entire family, leaving not a single one alive. The execution by firing range took place at eleven o'clock at the suburban firing range.

This was because there had once been a similar project across the ocean that claimed a single drop of fingertip blood could test for over three hundred diseases, thereby defrauding nearly ten billion US dollars.

At that moment, Gu Qinghui did not know where he found the strength, roaring as he broke free from the four arms restraining him. He strode toward Liu Hongfei and, using every ounce of his remaining strength, lunged desperately into Liu Hongfei like a suicidal charge.

"Large-cap blue chips—Tailong didn't dare touch them at that time, nor could they pull it off. As for individual stocks, if they failed to lift them, the stock market would fall. Once it dropped, wouldn't the weighted stocks step in to defend the market? Tailong would certainly prefer to absorb a larger decline rather than force the weighted stocks to show their hand..." Wang Nuo spoke eloquently and fluently, his words filled with various subjective speculations.

He looked to the right again, just in time to meet Geng Ying's bewildered gaze, who blinked back with equal confusion.

***

Old Deng parked his motorcycle, lazily half-reclined against it, lit a cigarette, and patiently waited for Duanmu Shenjiu to return. The midday sun was wonderful, making people drowsy. As Old Deng lay there, he drifted off into a doze, forgetting to smoke the cigarette in his hand, and fell asleep half-reclining like that.

Continuous buying, a final weekly position of 40 million to 50 million yuan, definitely exceeding the limit by Wednesday, likely adopting a wait-and-see attitude on Thursday, and cutting positions on Friday—the reason? It certainly wouldn't be because of a drop, and the magnitude of the gains had a positive correlation with the final position reduction.

It felt like walking through a desolate mountain devoid of human life, with some terrifying monster coveting you from the shadows.

Feng Ruqing raised her chin to meet his half-squinted eyes, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity washed over her.

After trying it out, it seemed there were no major issues this time, so instead of voicing an opinion, he finished tasting three cups in succession, and then pointed to the middle cup.

Chen Xiaofeng had not expected Wu Yaohan to go to such lengths; it truly shocked everyone immensely.

Initially, he could still maintain his composure, but as his own voice and Zhao Pengyu's voice played one after another—even without listening to the rest of the content—Zheng Kang could no longer sit still at all.

Su Chen panted heavily, and taking advantage of the moment Shuten-doji was mocking him, he checked the demon's attribute panel once more.