Chapter 51: Wolf Cub

Deling curved her lips into a smile, "You never intended to let me see Shen Qingfeng in the first place, did you?"
"Deling, do not play the victim and accuse others first! What good will it do you to offend Liu Feng?" Song Chunmei's voice was noticeably controlled, clearly showing that the information just given had taken effect.
"Good?" Deling sneered, ...
"Will the person behind the scenes take the bait?" Liu Dong still felt a bit skeptical. The method used by the Chu family cousins was somewhat unorthodox.
Liang Fei, feeling immensely pleased inside, smiled rather foolishly, while Lu Shan was utterly enamored. In front of so many people, they pressed against each other once more, finding no amount of entanglement to be enough.
After half a month of intensive closed-door training, all the team members were finally in place. Coincidentally, Lu Shan contacted Kong Yixian, inviting her to attend the engagement banquet for herself and Liang Fei, which was something they had previously agreed upon.
Han Jinyu could not help letting her mind wander for a moment, and it was only upon hearing her husband's gentle and refined voice that her thoughts were pulled back to reality.
Before the various princes had time to launch verbal attacks against Gu Mingyue, the Empress Dowager—her hair completely white and wearing a black court gown—entered the grand hall, supported by the Empress, who was dressed in similarly austere attire.
I wanted to smash that thing to pieces, but I was afraid of making too loud a noise and attracting the innkeeper to question me. With no other choice, I endured it, clutched my quilt, leaned against the side, and managed to drift off to sleep.
I nodded and said nothing more. Scene after scene from just now flashed through my mind. This path was truly a point of no return, yet I had no desire to turn back. I, Liu Yang, was not a person to leave things unfinished.
Although accepting this stack of secret techniques made a bright future seem within arm's reach, under normal circumstances, a guard captain with a military background was indeed a more suitable choice.
"I am Finrod of Nargothrond, a close friend and sworn brother of King Turgon of Gondolin." Finrod, who had always appeared gentle and amiable, spoke with a solemn and majestic tone at this moment.
Liu Dong took the business card and looked it over. To his surprise, he discovered that Mu Yi was actually the executive vice president of a certain company.
"Alright, I've made a note of it. Let's head out now then, to the hospital for a check-up so I can set my mind at ease." He Anze had been keeping this matter on his mind all along.
The tattoo looked somewhat like a Japanese demon: it had a human body, but possessed a pair of black wings. Its face was blood-red, with a long nose, eyes like copper bells, and bared fangs. It was ferocious and lifelike.
Nanxing gave Lingxi a mental thumbs-up. She hadn't dropped the ball at the critical moment and had performed quite well.
After finishing this drama, Fang Zhiyi clearly gained a deeper appreciation for acting and expressed to Nanxing that she wanted to continue learning from Teacher Nie Ran for a while longer, hoping Nanxing could help arrange it.
It was naturally a good thing for an artist to be eager to learn, but Nie Ran was currently preparing a tribute play and had already left for City B. She likely had no time to spare for training Fang Zhiyi.
Tang Jingxian knew that Nanxing was anxious now. After all, the three-year deadline was fixed right there; starting the project a day earlier meant those cute trainees could debut and start making money a day sooner.
Yet now, a child from a village even more remote than Xiao Family Town had managed to step into the Qi Mansion realm around the age of thirteen. This could not help but make Xiao Yang look at him in a new light.
Xiao Yang himself possessed a lightning-attribute Earth-grade spiritual technique, so how could he possibly fear the lightning on Wang Yongkang's body?
Desperate times called for desperate measures; this was her acting first and reporting later. If Banxia remained dissatisfied, things would become very troublesome, as she was unsure whether the bottom line of the Polaris Star government was deeper than five hundred million.
The police officer looked somewhat helpless, but seeing that Banxia had made up her mind not to pay, he simply ignored her from then on.
An Lue had obtained everything that any cultivator within the Eastern Mountain Tiger's mansion could ever dream of—he had gained the respect of Lord Eastern Mountain Tiger. However, An Lue had also lost everything: he lost his childhood playmates and the most cherished friendships of his youth.