Did Substitute Number 59 play today?

Before Choi Tae-yeon appeared, both sides had essentially reached an agreement: Hyundai Heavy Industries Group would build six more supertankers for the Kwok Shipping Group.

“Take care of Wu Wei first. Settle the matter of the house with the landlord. I might have to stay in the Metropolis for some time, so renting a place is necessary. I’ll pay the rent when I return tonight.” After packing up, Qin Liang grabbed his suitcase, preparing to head out personally.

No matter what, at last he had injected soul power into the soul lake; he was no longer simply consuming his resources without replenishing them.

At this moment, Ying Zheng had completely merged once again with the Gate of Hell. He could see everything, sense everything—yet he could do nothing.

Adelman had always been an honest man. For such a person to finally admit responsibility for the defeat in this match, and declare he would resign—one could imagine the immense pressure upon him, the pioneer coach, at this moment.

The game between the Lakers and the Rockets was not yet over, but on the bench at the commentary table, Larry Bird and Collins almost simultaneously uttered the same words.

Though Zhou Tong still felt unwilling, a game was a game, reality was reality. It would not shift to favor him simply because of his reluctance. If circumstances demanded sacrifice for the greater good, then he could only temporarily let go.

The hall was silent; all the servants and attendants, including the Black Palace Lord seated at the top, had fallen into a deep sleep, each one trapped in a dreamscape.

“Ten star domains? You have quite the audacity, friend. Do you dare lay claim to the Silver Moon Dynasty’s land for your Heaven?” The Silver Moon Emperor laughed in anger; this was not mere humiliation—it was a disgrace to the nation. Even the ancestors could not force him to make such a decision.

Whether possible or not, what is possible becomes so through the Dao; things are as they are called. Where does this come from? From being so. Where does it not come from? From not being so. Each thing has its nature, each thing has its potential. Nothing is without nature, nothing is without possibility. Thus, a twig and a pillar, a scar and a beauty, the strange and the grotesque, all are unified through the Dao.

“Screech!” The truck stopped two hundred meters from Eddie and his group. Seeing the numbers opposing them, Cameron swallowed hard; he wasn’t arrogant enough to exchange fire with so many. In less than a minute, both the people and the truck would be riddled with bullets.

“Whether to restore her memory should not be decided by you or me, but by Qingqing herself, don’t you agree?” Gao Mo-han smiled and turned to Yan Qing.

Leng Zizhe’s clever eyes blinked rapidly, responding with indifference. He did not agree with his mother’s words.

“You’re back.” Qin Xuan didn’t even open his eyes, his voice drifting.

Leng Zixuan remained motionless for a long while, completely petrified. His gaze stayed fixed on Leng Ziyan’s face, bearing an exceedingly complex expression.

He excitedly grasped Peter’s hands, laughing loudly, and for the first time revealed his inner world so openly before everyone.

In truth, both Dalier and Ollian were confident in the winter offensive; their concern lay with Oka, the true eye of the storm in this empire-shaking political upheaval. Whether they could topple the Queen’s faction, supported by great nobles and many provinces, remained uncertain.

Ye Wei’an glanced to see Jin Qing watching him, his face reddening further. Normally so reserved, he now felt deeply embarrassed by his impulsive action. If Jin Qing regarded him as a lecher because of this, what would he do?

Jin Qing’s lips twitched; by eyeing her width and thickness, she would need to triple herself to match this “warrior.”

Lin Xiao was willing to help. Isis was thrilled, immediately running back to the temporary housing at the construction site to retrieve her design drawings for Lin Xiao to inspect.

Yet in the vast Cloudflow Sect, not a single servant appeared. The Princess called out twice more, still with no response, and then finally realized the situation.

Zhou Bolang had cared for Gu Yi over the years—though others might not know, Gu Yi himself was well aware. Five million had been rolled again and again into a massive snowball. Even Gu Yi could hardly believe it; Zhou Bolang truly had skill.

“Hush, don’t speak… listen…” Gu Fan’s voice suddenly sounded in Bai Siyao’s mind, and immediately the conversation of that group opposite appeared clearly in Bai Siyao’s ears.

Ji Liunian had no objections to making breakfast. She had to eat anyway, and since Shengshi saved her, she considered it as an act of gratitude.

Lan Xi came back to herself and nodded gently, “All right!” Now that Fan Xueyi was back to normal, regardless of her worries, she no longer needed to guide or manipulate her life. If she truly wanted revenge, let her pursue it; Lan Xi would not stop her.

Gu Yi found it amusing. His wife Gu was clearly aware of everything, yet still pretended to be confused.

Ming Nan was reluctant to help, especially since his grandfather now only showed disdain for him, but with Yu Lu having spoken so plainly, he had no choice.

Ming Nan glanced out the car window at the mass of reporters, his brows furrowing. He still worried Yu Lu might encounter trouble. He was about to instruct the driver to have security handle it, but the reporters outside had already dispersed, likely due to previous incidents making them wary.

After drinking heavily and sleeping like the dead, Fan Xueyi groggily awoke to find a Thousand Emperor still lying in bed. She snapped to alertness and kicked him out, sending the disheveled man crashing to the floor.

But the reality before her left no room for doubt; the opponent had shown no signs of cheating.

At the evening family banquet, Yang Qiqi finally managed to breathe a sigh of relief. As the main protagonist alongside Murong Zhao, she was the focus of all attention. Yet as soon as the banquet began and everyone arrived, Yang Qiqi found herself unable to eat a single bite.

No one disturbed Xu Shi. Under Cheng Guochao’s command, everything proceeded in perfect order. Xu Mingjie’s acting had improved markedly; playing a rookie police officer was effortless for him.

Those deep, mysterious eyes looked at me with a smile. As I gazed at him, recalling my dreams, I could feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead without even touching it.

Chen Fangyue was a little overwhelmed by the attention, though her expression remained calm. Gu Songling naturally bid farewell to the pair and left first.

When Lu Yang stepped into the stone tower, the heavy stone door slowly closed once more, sealing the scorching, primal energy inside.

Their family lacked nothing financially, but aside from necessary expenses, Xu Mei and Gao Chengming rarely allowed their children to squander money.