Chapter 62: Administering the Drug (Bonus Chapter for 300 Recommendation Votes)

At the entrance of the Lost Realm bar, beneath the brilliantly glowing neon sign, a crowd of stylish and haughty men and women swaggered in. They were clearly regulars here; the head waiter caught sight of them, immediately piled on a flattering smile, hurried forward, and respectfully guided them toward the VIP area that had been reserved for them.

Among the crowd, a girl wearing this season's limited-edition dress was completely absorbed in her phone screen, her fingers typing so fast that—

"Sigh," Lin Guozi let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and said nothing. For a moment, everyone fell silent, leaving only Zhu Zhu's painful voice.

He turned it over and over in his mind, unable to figure out who could possibly know of his affection for Chen Yuanyuan. Oh well, why waste energy guessing? Even if someone was playing a prank on purpose, with his martial arts skills... who would dare touch him? Besides, what if it were true? What if Chen Yuanyuan was really asking to meet him? Wouldn't he miss a golden opportunity?

I thought hard about it, and suddenly remembered that this sound was very much like the cat meow on the roof that night when I couldn't untangle the Nine-Loop Interlinking Ring.

Fierce waves swept across the landscape of her heart, and a torrential rain destroyed the levees of her soul. Her self-esteem, resilience, optimism, playfulness, and composure all vanished into thin air in an instant. She wept bitterly, fragile in the extreme. Lei Ming's marital history couldn't affect her, but Meng Fei's romance completely shattered her. Why on earth was she here?

"Well, Long, I am deeply flattered, but why should I let you summon me at will and dismiss me at your whim?" Jia Qianqian's abnormal behavior made Long Jie extremely suspicious.

Yue Qi rolled her eyes, took the tote bag, and slung it casually over her shoulder without even looking: " 極品 (Extremely awesome)! Just say it, where are we going tonight? I'll accompany you to the death, playing the loyal friend." She wore a look of righteous heroism, ready for martyrdom.

In the end, Su Qingqiao decided to stay. The scenery seen from atop this mountain was truly a fairyland masterpiece, and she couldn't help but be somewhat mesmerized by it.

"What a joke. You already know I'm out of bullets, so what's the point of a shooting contest?" Qiu Haoran said dismissively, feeling that Lao Qi was just exploiting a loophole.

Compared to the dominance of powerhouse clubs repeatedly winning championships and monopolizing certain leagues, many fans, especially neutral ones, looked forward even more to a team that had never been considered a title contender overthrowing the overlords and finally achieving a successful counter-attack. Just thinking about it was thrilling.

Yang Fei'er loved watching fights more than anything in her life. Back then, having watched too many Young and Dangerous movies, she had once harbored the idea of becoming Sister Thirteen, only to be given a stern lecture by her dad. Now that she had finally encountered such a rare and good opportunity, she naturally refused to let it pass. Seeing that she wouldn't leave, the few sedan chair bearers nearby simply waited around.

His scheme was discovered by the tribe's chieftain, who began pointing a finger at his nose and calling him the Demon King.

It was still the master and servant duo, but the location had changed to a private room at the Welcome House in the Western Market. They were completely baffled by Li Chengqian's sudden move, unable to figure out why he would do such a thing.

"But hasn't the negotiation not yet ended?" Zhang Shouyue, acting as the negotiating envoy, said in exasperation.

Her heart ached as if being torn apart. She couldn't touch him, nor could she save him. Oh gods, won't someone save him?

"It's nothing, I just forgot to check the almanac before going out," Feng Yi said indifferently. If one only listened to his tone, they would think he didn't care about the matter at all.

Zhu Jing had made a difficult journey all the way to the foot of Baodu Mountain. Although the losses of his entire army were not very large, their fatigue had reached its absolute limit. After joining forces with Wu Li, the first thing Zhu Jing did was ask Wu Li to help maintain defense, while he hid inside a tent and slept soundly. Only after getting enough sleep did he rouse his spirits and report to Wu Li's tent to await orders.

If these people were to find out that the government had never intended to use Yizhou's grain reserves to provide disaster relief for the refugees, wouldn't that incite a riot?

Upon hearing Su Hang say that she was free, Sanniang was momentarily stunned. A trace of surprise flashed across her expression, but more of it was sorrow.

He had seen this Sumeru Ring back in the Central Continent region during his early years, and his impression of it was extremely deep. The Sumeru Ring was known as a must-have item for anyone above the Martial Emperor level. Although it was merely a high-level storage pouch, it was also a symbol of status. Every Martial Emperor treasured it as much as their own life and would not easily display it to others.