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After obtaining Hu Mingchen’s contact information, Li Minghui did not report to Li Ranhao immediately; instead, he called Hu Mingchen right away to demand an explanation.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts look for the technique. The adjutant had been in the military for many years and could certainly see that Han Mo’s shooting skills, while not yet seasoned, clearly showed signs of dedicated practice.

Before he left, Guan Muhua’s exact words were: "Qianmo has finally been smart for once and drawn a line with that vixen Lin Bixiao. Tell him to come home tonight to have dinner with Qingxi and offer her a sincere apology, as if nothing ever happened."

A single form of address was enough to reveal the degree of closeness or distance; though he had come, it did not mean he truly intended to have any connection with the Shen family.

Such a night would normally be a perfect time for moon-gazing, but the Jin family estate in the southern part of the J-Country was a scene of tension and bustle.

The Hidden Leaf Village was about to become a name without substance! What frightened Mitokado Homura even more was that the majority of the low-to-mid-ranking ninja were civilian-born. Although they had lost the opportunity to cast ninjutsu in this battle, their raw strength had increased significantly. Besides, where would civilian ninja get advanced ninjutsu from anyway? It had no major impact at all.

"Is it about the prison incident from a couple of days ago?" Xue Ziqing had been inquiring about quite a few events related to Chu Feng out of concern for him.

However, several days in a row had been the same; it seemed no one lived on this floor. As he walked, he observed carefully, hoping to find some representative markers, but unfortunately, he found nothing from beginning to end.

Li Changwei stood rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed intently on the glass shards in his palm, as if his gaze were completely consumed by them.

Since the early hours of the day before yesterday, our sect has been on this path from the edge of the Forest of the Sea. In these two days, we have not found a single trace of your sect.

To report her to the authorities, there must be factual evidence. We cannot just take the Ming family’s word for it; the people at the Crane Year Hall must examine the situation before any punishment can be meted out.

That outsider, Qin Yuchuan, had his white robes splattered with blood, and his narrow eyes were filled with indulgent smiles.

Hearing what Cui Minjun’s husband said just now, she really wanted to ask Qin Yu what was going on, but upon hearing Cheng Yiyan speak of Qin Yu that way, she immediately understood why Qin Yu was so anxious to explain. It seemed she truly did not want to have anything to do with him.

Suddenly, a soccer ball rolled slowly over and stopped only when it touched Lin Qing’s foot. Lin Qing looked around, but could not see the owner of the ball.

"Auntie, aren't you being too much?" Tan Min jumped off the bed and pointed at the dormitory manager, furious.

"What is this and that? That’s called a ghost servant. Brother Feng, you don’t need to worry about this matter. Rest assured, I will return your building to you, though I must say, there might be a slight defect," Qin Hu said with a laugh.

Qin Yu had harbored such worries all along; if that situation were to really arise, it wouldn't matter what anyone said, would it?

Feeling that immense power, Qin Hu’s expression changed abruptly. He exchanged a glance with Wang Zhenyu, and the two clapped their hands together, simultaneously gathering their formidable strength to collide with it.

"Send more people out to look and see if any mutant animals have entered the range of the Rosemary Flower Sea!" After giving the order, Jiang Shuisheng returned to his room.

Yang Bo had been in the Hong Kong region for some time. There were not as many blessed lands here as in the mainland, and the level of qi practitioners was relatively low, making it an exceptionally safe place for him.

On this day, under a gloomy sky drizzling with fine rain, the students of Class 1-2 were having their physical education class. After warming up with a few laps, the sturdy PE teacher organized everyone to play volleyball in opposing groups.

Judging by that tone, he was truly respectful toward my master. Master pulled me aside and introduced me, saying, "This is my disciple, Situ Shan. I am late today because transportation wasn't very convenient; we set out from the village this morning, but still only just arrived."

"Of course, if you want to trade goods, that is also possible. However, for barter, we need to exchange items of equivalent value. This equivalence does not refer to price, but to value!" Qin Muxue added.

Zhou Yun let out a cold, disgusted laugh. At this moment, Zhou Yun did not hide anything and told them the truth.

Li Yi fought with great vigor; any mutant animal that tried to get close enough to harm him was knocked flying by the wild boar. However, the ones that could be killed in a single hit by the boar were just unlucky. Unfortunately, Li Yi’s luck was poor today; those knocked away suffered nothing more than a little blood loss.

Just as I expected, Songzi was very happy upon hearing the news, but we were in no hurry to leave the mountain that day. Instead, I stayed at the Yunsheng Palace for a few more days. During that time, Songzi took me around to see the sights. Although the mountain was not large, it exuded an ethereal, immortal aura everywhere, which stirred deep longing in me, a practitioner of the Dao.

Indeed, while anger was justified, this Qian Yuling’s abilities were far too overbearing.

"It’s nothing, it’s just that I haven't had any free time these past few days," Su Mali said, sounding somewhat listless.

"That old thief! To think he would plot against us like this?" Upon learning the truth, Liao Xian was enraged. Mei Yihua had not only used the Mei Army to stall for time but had also intended to sacrifice everyone once they succeeded, all to buy his own survival.

The person who had spat out the bun saw this and hurriedly picked it up from the ground, forcing himself to swallow it despite the explosive texture.