Chapter 50: Playing with Cards on the Table

Jiang Fei'er had originally thought that by invoking the backing of those higher-ups, Qi Hua would change her tune and hesitate to act against her out of fear of the consequences.

To her surprise, Qi Hua was completely unfazed. She offered a disdainful smile, "If you can't even make your own decisions about such minor matters as knowing whose instructions to follow, then you've truly wasted all this time in this circle. I won't tell you the answer directly. I will only add one more thing: Jiang Fei'er, those people up there who lifted you up can just as easily—"

Over on his side, Xiang Minsi indeed tried to investigate, but finding no leads whatsoever, he angrily tossed his phone onto the desk.

Hearing this, Du Ruo felt the tension in her heart ease slightly. After finishing her lunch, she did not rest, instead immediately following Matron Lin to learn etiquette and rules. The Grand Princess Jing'an showed her such deep affection, and she was determined not to shame her.

Perhaps because of Mrs. Fu's status, the police took the matter quite seriously. After finishing their interrogation, they went out to investigate and gather evidence, while Lin Jiajia was temporarily detained at the holding facility.

A dark figure flashed to Xiao Chen's side. By the time Xiao Chen noticed him, Cang Ye was already looking down at these children with an icy gaze, filling them with dread and causing them to retreat one by one.

I had assumed it would be difficult to hail a taxi in the suburbs, and surely my mother was in no mood tonight to be pious toward Aunt Mei of Gushan. However, after walking a considerable distance, a green taxi slowly approached with its "vacant" sign brightly lit, and I immediately waved it down.

Zhang Jianren had not expected her to speak so bluntly. The look in his eyes grew much more complex, eventually giving way to a profound and heavy sorrow.

"Mr. Yu is waiting for you to recover so you can compare culinary skills with him. He's wishing you'd get well tomorrow." Lu Wu adjusted the soft pillow behind Du Ruo's back and straightened her hair.

However, just as I stepped one foot inside before the other could follow, a sudden shove from behind pushed me forward. Before I could react, my body was hurled against the wall and pinned there, the door slamming shut behind me.

Just as the Lord of the Dragon Demons had said himself, in his heart, the Master God was already dead, and he was dead too. Everything had vanished with that great battle.

Upon entering the hall, Sheqi and Liu Yi both dropped to their knees to pay respects to the Underworld King. As for me, it was impossible for me to kneel; I merely cupped my hands in a Daoist greeting, which was the proper etiquette for our kind.

Tianze understood instantly, remembering that someone called the fatty "Tony," and immediately set off into the village to search for anyone named Tony.

She took Zhenxi out alone, embracing her affectionately and whispering words of tender concern and warmth all along the way.

Yet at this moment, no amount of reason could soothe her turbulent heart. Shen Zheng was her soft spot, and she could not bear for him to suffer even the slightest harm—especially when she looked at his left hand, tightly wrapped in thick bandages. Anyone with eyes could see that the injury was far from as trivial as Shen Zheng had casually claimed.

"This classmate, is there a problem?" Having listened to the girls' conversation, Zhou Yang had a pretty good idea of what was going on. This was just another challenger coming to test the waters.

Even the senior executives under Gu Hanshi's command had to treat her with utmost respect whenever they saw her, which showed just how much authority Gu Hanshi had granted to Zhou Xi.

Fan Jiuming recognized the voice as belonging to Shihuang Qianhong, and he was so frightened he couldn't sleep a wink, yet he didn't dare open his eyes for fear of drawing further attention to himself. His heart trembled like a leaf in the wind, though he feigned calm, pricking up his ears and pretending to be fast asleep.

Another young man uttered harsh threats, completely unbothered by the old man's weeping, watching the scene with gleeful amusement instead.

By the day of the television station audition, she had taken the stage completely unprepared.

In truth, they were still at least two hundred kilometers away from the insects' main base. For a stronghold that had never experienced human invasion or surprise attacks, it was only natural that they could not anticipate a human offensive—not to mention that nearly all major human base cities had already been utterly devastated by the Zerg.

The night was exceptionally peaceful, and even the birds seemed fast asleep. After observing for a long while, Zhou Yang finally felt satisfied and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.