Chapter 70: A Fine Bow

The two people before them presented a sharp contrast: one spoke with flat indifference, entirely unmoved, while the other wore a smile harboring hidden daggers.

Hearing this, Lin Yun pressed the matter no further. For anyone with the sheer willpower to successfully quit smoking, Lin Yun held the utmost, heartfelt respect.

"Come, come, come! Let me show you something wonderful!" Yuan Baoer pulled Pan Yang along with boundless enthusiasm as they squeezed into the private elevator.

Takuya Igari immediately felt a sticky wetness on his hand. He shook it off vigorously, wiped his palm a few times on the corporate slave's collar, and then grabbed the man by his remaining sparse hairs, slamming him straight down onto the ground.

"As long as we can get Tang Beishuang to purchase this plot of land, you won't need to worry about the aftermath. I will operate behind the scenes and handle it my own way," Shen Yunna said with absolute confidence.

Seeing his master's expression, Wei Feng guessed seven or eight parts of the truth and flashed a meaningful smile.

All along the way, Bai Jing chatted with her about topics related to pregnancy. Recalling six years ago, this was the first time Tang Beishuang had ever felt maternal care. From this, it was easy to see that Bai Jing truly regarded her as one of their own family.

Had this been before I met Qin Yue and the others, I might genuinely have been frightened by these two fellows.

"That's easy enough." Feeling a guilty conscience, Hu Jing dared not meet Zhang Xiao's gaze, wishing only to muffle a few perfunctory words and slip away.

Suyu and Huixin hurried over in a rush, only to discover that the person lying on the ground was dressed in a soldier's attire and covered in blood from head to toe.

Zhu Hong's heart remained utterly ice-cold. She looked down at the crowd below and spotted an exceptionally familiar figure, her eyes instantly surging with rage.

Recalling that a full day had already passed, leaving merely one day until the deadline Xiao Yihan had given her, she knew she would never tell him about the "Ninefold Demonic Sound." Yet, she was genuinely terrified that Jingxin might meet with disaster. Still, based on what Shi Jin and the others had said, if she remained silent, Jingxin might truly lose her life.

The newcomers had yet to grasp the deeper meaning behind Ji Chun's words, but the veteran participants, well-versed in the rules of the Lord God, could clearly understand exactly what Ji Chun was talking about at that moment.

The young man who had collided with the young master of the Zhang family was only around twenty years old, so his mother's age should naturally not have been very advanced. Yet her hands were covered in calluses and utterly rough. Her face had been weathered by wind and frost, mapped with wrinkles, and paired with hair half-black and half-white, anyone would have believed her to be fifty.

"Old Tang, you... huh?" Chu Hangyi had not yet finished speaking when he saw the spirit fox, which had just moments ago appeared to detest him, leap directly into his arms.

Faced with such an attitude from her, Ouyang Feifei maintained a faint smile on her face as always.

This was a gem disguised by pure divine essence, bestowed upon Ande'in "casually" after she had fervently "worshiped" the God of Holy Light a few times.

Lu Zhou wanted to open his mouth to offer some explanation, but Ye Nuanxue caught his hand, shaking her head to signal him not to stir up trouble. Consequently, Lu Zhou let the matter drop and said no more.

She mimicked Pei Wuwang's demeanor, her tone turning slightly harsher, her expression condescending and faintly laced with anger.

Shen Nina pondered the matter carefully: if Gu Qingyun's involvement successfully secured a promotion for Xiao Feng, and Gu Qingyun subsequently turned hostile and bit back, Xiao Feng's future would be completely ruined.

Squatting by the brook, she splashed water onto her face fiercely, hearing the faint sound of "slap, slap" echoing in her ears. When she wiped away the droplets and opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Zhou squatting downstream, in the middle of eviscerating two dead birds he had brought down.

Sighing, Luo Mu had no idea how to comfort it, so he could only lightly scratch the back of his head and begin rummaging through the cardboard box.

Before witnessing the actual situation, they had been worrying about the hostages' safety, racking their brains over this rescue mission.

The medical clinic was divided into front and back sections: the front was for prescribing remedies and medical consultations, while the back was arranged with space to temporarily shelter patients.

What she worried about was what she should do once the child was born, and how to keep others from finding out. If it truly were discovered, she would have no choice but to retreat to the Prince Chen Residence.

Did a cousin-in-law need to knock when entering his cousin's bedroom? Was this politeness, or emotional distance? No, that was not the focal point. The focal point was, shouldn't they be living in the same room? Sheng Tianyou harbored some doubts as to whether they were truly a romantic couple.

Because most of the straw boats had already been ignited, nearly half of Liu's fire arrows were concentrated on the remaining few straw boats.

Then, using her spiritual sense to control the flow of spiritual Qi, she aided him in digesting the medicinal potency while slowly shifting the rib that had pierced his lung lobe.

Every time she spent time with him, Gu Qingyun's mood improved immensely, and she would undoubtedly invite Zhang Xinmei to her wedding.

"Do not smoke here." Su Jiuge stepped forward, snatched the cigarette directly from the man's hand, and ground it out.

After wandering the streets with Ling Jincheng for an entire day, Su Jiuge now sat in the car, gazing at the Rong residence not far away, feeling an overwhelming, suppressed sense of unreality—the strongest she had felt since falling into this world.

"Rest assured." Ling Suhi cast an affirmative glance at Yi Munsheng. She had carefully observed this apothecary boy and detected no signs of falsehood. Even setting that aside, Nanong Li was injured this time, and even if it meant venturing into a sea of dragons and a field of tigers, she had to go and heal him.

"Apologies, Osborne, but I truly have matters to attend to. Tomorrow, I will definitely have time tomorrow to attend your gathering!" Conrad offered his friend an apologetic greeting and then bolted away like a gust of wind.

Compelled to perform, Su Jiuge donned a red, knee-less long dress that set off her stunning face in a bewitching manner, making her look unearthly and mesmerizing.