Chapter 55: The Allure of Wealth, Chen Han's Voluntarily Offering Herself

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The middle-aged man was pushed all the way to the very center of the discussion room. At this moment, the entire room had fallen into a deep silence, save for the commotion echoing from outside through the walls.

For instance, the bandits who had been keeping watch on the arrow tower at the stronghold gate failed to make it over in time; upon witnessing the situation from afar, it was practically impossible for them to remain foolish enough to stay.

With Qian Duoduo providing stellar assists, the Tianhua Twin Heroes became even more loyal to Zhang Han.

Right now, internet popularity for Big Cat, Lord Shen, and Lop-Ear was quite high. If plush action figures could be made of them, they would undoubtedly enjoy widespread market popularity.

"Very happy, thanks to my teammates for their support, and thanks to the coach for the trust," echoing the persona of a seasoned diplomat.

Even when later confronting emperors approaching the status of Elemental Lords—such as the Master of the Sahara or the Ice Emperor of the Far South—Tang Jin possessed the absolute confidence to crush them using his multiple authorities and royal throne.

As his voice fell, three more figures appeared beside him: Jiang Yue, Wan Yang, and Cai Kun, who had extended the invitation earlier. It turned out that these three had been quietly observing the situation from the shadows all along.

Not until the surroundings returned to peace did Li Li crawl out from the bushes, collapsing to the ground with paralyzed limbs and hands.

A few golden snub-nosed monkeys, seemingly startled by the others' appearances, immediately scampered far away.

With a flick of his finger, spiritual energy instantly condensed into an arrow, dipped into the toxic water, and aimed directly at a prawn guard.

Xixi explained to the captain, "Captain, I think you should accept it. If you don't, she might suspect you of looking down on her."

At this moment, Chu Haotian also felt a series of cold drafts washing over his back. Bunkering down his courage, he slowly turned around, and cold sweat instantly streamed down his cheeks—a massive snake head was hovering right above his head.

One must know that members of the Fourth Division trained in healing arts day in and day out without a single day of laziness, yet the results of their training fell short of even one-tenth of the healing skill provided by Lin Ming's Reaper Cultivation System.

Although this matter happened quite a long time ago, if asked, I could still remember it with crystal clarity.

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However, by the time Lin Canghai walked out of the room, the house was already empty. By now, Lin Canghai had grown accustomed to treating Zhu Junlan's home as his own.

For reasons unknown, when wolves bit people, they would bite anywhere, yet strangely, the bites never produced any bleeding. The hunters had also discovered this unnatural phenomenon and claimed that God approved of their wolf-hunting, thus bestowing them with superpowers.

Yet our Chu Haotian was no ordinary person. As a time-traveler from the twenty-first century, he had seen plenty of such pathetic act scams in his past life.

"It seems that truly nothing special ever happened," Lin Canghai said, looking at the shopkeeper before him with a sincere expression on his face, before suddenly smiling. Compared to the ferocity he had displayed earlier, he now appeared as though he no longer cared, wearing a smile that carried a pacifying, peace-making tone.

Please tell him for me that I really like his work, but if he could be a bit more meticulous in his descriptions of the murder details, that would be even better.

"Such a powerful monster, it has actually reached the eighth stage of the Douhuang realm!" The person who had just arrived was none other than Shi Tian, who was currently staring at the giant before him with a face full of shock.

Only then did Mo Dong recount the whole process of acquiring the gun to Wang Di, who, upon hearing the story, collapsed heavily onto the sofa.

"Grandpa, Elder Sister was born five years earlier than me, so naturally she has practiced for five more years. Comparing us like this is unfair, I protest!" Cheng Yan cried out in indignant defiance.

Yun Ming thrust his longsword forward with blinding speed. The Demon Lord merely flicked away slightly, lifting and shifting his hand effortlessly to catch the blow. Swaying his body to the side, he pointed a finger forward; with a crisp "chi" sound, it pierced straight through Li Zhiyin's chest, sending a burst of fresh blood spraying outward. Li Zhiyin's face turned ashen, and his body crashed backward to the ground.

Since matters had come to this, Mo Dong saw no need for courtesy. As the saying goes, long nights bring many dreams—and he had experienced far too many "dreams" lately, especially after being inexplicably interrogated by random police officers last night, who had mysteriously discovered so-called drugs in his car, leaving him unable to sleep well and waiting solely for his uncle to resolve the issue.

"Why are you all here?" Qin Han had already sensed the abnormality in the atmosphere and, wishing to dispel the oppressive tension, asked the question.

Just as Xiangye was worrying about how to get them down the mountain, a cacophony of chaotic motor sounds roared to life.

"Random inspection? How come I've never heard of it? Which unit are you with?" Mo Dong leaned against the head of the bed, sizing up Han Yue standing at the doorway.

Historically, English aristocratic residences followed strict specifications—even more rigorous than those governing the estates of Chinese dukes and marquises—and such regulations were only gradually relaxed after the 20th century.

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To Wang Haoming's utter astonishment, they ended up in the same bed without even playing a single hand of cards.

"Brother Xiao, hold on!" Ling Xiuwei thrust out his sword, striking with blinding speed despite starting second. Amidst the piercing whistle through the air, he batted away the Xuan-iron sword in the blink of an eye; the legendary Sword Reaching the Heavens truly lived up to its reputation.

Although Qing Guangyuan had not spoken with absolute clarity, Jiang Fan could readily guess why Yun Luo had acted this way, and moreover, he knew that Qing Guangyuan sharing so much with him was likely at Yun Luo's instigation.

Pustules covered the monster's entire back, shuddering as it moved and secreting a purplish-green mucus that left Feng Ling with nowhere to begin his attack.

At this thought, Zhao Guanshan hurriedly stopped himself, realizing this question no longer needed pondering. He then looked toward his divine statue, which was now vastly different: he had first strengthened it four times with white spiritual ash, followed by three times with black spiritual ash, and this sense of immense power could actually be extended outward.

Though Li Manchun appeared calm and composed at the banquet, he had actually kept a portion of his attention fixed on Tao Zui. When he saw Tao Zui's expression change drastically, his own heart filled with bitter despair.

As soon as the beeswax arrived, Cui Xiaoxiao closely supervised the servants as they prepared lip rouge according to her exact recipe.

"Though I haven't become an official disciple, I have become an external elder of the Beast Taming Sect!" Tao Zui said indifferently.

Even if there were traps, they could no longer afford to care; besides, those traps had already been exposed, allowing them to bypass them.

Faced with such a massive scale of resident evacuation and fearing the inspection branch might fail to complete the mission in a timely manner, higher authorities dispatched the military to assist the inspection team in evacuating the residents together.

Yet whether it was pear wine sweet soup or water chestnut and osmanthus cake, no matter how she ate them, she still yearned for the taste of that pot of milk-boiled instant noodles.

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