Chapter 115: The Final Verification

"Fine, since you say you are with the same organization as me, then come along with me later," Quan Hao said casually.

"This..." Li Wanbai thought for a moment and shook her head. "Actually, I am an undercover agent from your organization planted within Yu Baichuan’s organization."

[What on earth? What is Li Wanbai talking about? That was such a long, convoluted mouthful.]

[What kind of status is this? Mission: Impossible?]

[This is a great role; if she can really pull it off, then wouldn't it all...]

It caused him to return to work, yet he remained distracted during meetings, his mind drifting back to that speculation: was Jiang Yimiao truly in love?

Among those eight jungle fowl, apart from the leader, which was a rooster, the remaining seven were all hens.

At the same time, this further drove up the price of the enameled double-eared dragon-motif and colorful phoenix vase.

After calming down, Yu Huang asked the Dao Master this, and at this moment, the Dao Master nodded in satisfaction.

Lu Li nodded, indicating his trust. If they had known what to do to gain an advantage, they wouldn't have provoked a conflict directly with the green python at the edge of the forest. As for why they angered that creature, it might truly have been just because they glanced at it for a second too long.

Before Yue Xi could finish, Yu Huang interrupted. From Yue Xi’s tense tone, Yu Huang had already formed his own hypothesis.

The moment Lan Yi produced the purple spirit fruit, Xie Yun’s eyes could no longer look away, causing Lan Yi to burst into triumphant laughter.

Having made up her mind to marry Dana, Su Lingge kept the most unique invitation from the pile.

Su Lingge curled her lips in a faint smile and sniffled. She placed her other hand over the man’s large palm; the tears that had clearly stopped a moment ago suddenly began to fall once more.

The true dragon relief on the fourth dragon pillar began to appear lifelike, and its entire body turned crimson, as if flames were burning upon the dragon's form.

However, to truly voice the suspicion to their face—if it were false, it would be fine, but if it were true, that would be an even greater offense.

Upon hearing this, Pan Ling’s eyes widened. How could such a thing happen, and how could she not have been present at the time?

Xu Tianhao was indeed outstanding among the younger generation, to the point that even Gao Susu held him in high regard.

Just as she was about to intervene, Song Yuan grabbed her hand and shook his head secretly; that look clearly said she must not go.

Could it be that she had participated in other instances while completely unaware?

After all, for a Goat-man tribe, aside from looking a bit cute, a brain-domain value of ten thousand held no great attraction for them.

Tang Xiaofeng immediately stepped back, putting distance between himself and Leng Yue, because that feeling of his heart racing had returned.

As soon as the words were out, the Mei woman regretted them and quickly covered her mouth, but everyone had heard them clearly. She was so mortified she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Looking back at Yuan You, Zhu Qinghong recalled when she first arrived. More than twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye, and her prime minister already had white hairs at his temples.

The burly man kept his promise, gave Tang Xiaofeng 50 silver coins, and then the group left the clinic.

The two of them instantly thought of more; perhaps what Chen Ming had said earlier was not just talk, but something he had long been preparing to act upon.

After the limbs were fully developed, the forelimbs were not much different from a human's, only the muscle definition was clearer and the claws were longer.

Direct exchange using currency was the simplest method, whereas using other objects for trade often led to dead ends if the other party took no interest in them.

As Jiang Wancheng was sent flying backward, his saliva sprayed out, and two of his front teeth popped out, landing right in front of Han Fei.

Reaching 80 points of spiritual power, there seemed to be no limit, as the numbers continued to soar without pause.

Lin Fan cast a grumpy glance at Lando; compared to enemies like the Gold Prison and Wood Prison, the Ghost Prison seemed insignificant.

Flying in mid-air, one could see the weapon was dark brown all over. It did not look particularly remarkable, but its shape was extremely exaggerated.