Chapter 54: Refusal

Yet apart from her looks, what else did she have to offer?
Wu Xian fell silent.
At the same time, she noticed the car passing through the bustling commercial district and entering a quiet, secluded garden estate.
The building density here was very low.
Back in Shanghai, Wu Xian used to serve wealthy matrons and bosses' families.
Their villa was nestled amidst dense greenery, offering a pleasant scenery, with the landscaped area alone occupying a vast expanse of land.

What made Ye Haochuan hold Xue Wulin in even greater contempt was the latter's hypocrisy—clearly boiling with rage, yet restrained by some code of conduct, he didn't dare to curse out loud.
"This is the edge of the beast tide closest to the tribal valley. From here on, if we want to approach the tribal settlement, we will have to force our way through," Lu Yu said with a solemn expression to Tuka Feng.
Eternal Hatred thrust forth its spear, the piercing blade gleaming with a freezing edge. Anzi calmly delivered a palm strike with all five fingers spread wide, driving the Dao boundary forward, yet despite being repelled three steps by the impact, he stood as steady as an iron tower.
By the time the house was cleaned, it was already past four in the morning. The family sat together, the atmosphere heavy due to the arrival of the evil dragon.
Subsequently, Scarface Wang Batian instructed Wang Badie to carry Wang Baren, and the three of them chose a direction, departing without ever looking back.
Chen Xueying merely asked about the killing, without asking about killing people, because she did not want Wang Chen to have gone out just to kill someone.
Yang Wo stood quietly before Yang Xingmi's spirit tablet, recalling every little detail of this recent period.
The blessing effect of each grade of spirit seal also depended on the bodily aura contained within the spirit seal when it first absorbed true qi, as well as the bodily aura contained in the true qi refined thereafter.
Liu Chengyu charged forward once more, thrusting out a giant palm print to clear the way, resembling a mountain crashing horizontally across, virtually unstoppable.
"He is nothing more than an old fellow bedridden with illness!" Zhu Yougui sneered, then signaled his confidant Feng Yan'e.
As Fang Chen cultivated, time slipped away from daylight until night fell and the moonlight descended. The thin, thread-like stream of gas operating within his body grew increasingly lively as time passed, gradually connecting into a single unbroken cord.
The highest realm of verbal sparring is not to painstakingly scour for all sorts of biting and sarcastic words to attack the other party, but to hurl their own words right back at them. However much insult they gave you, you return it all in full measure, and its weight will be all the heavier.
"Why? Could there have been an accident?" A blockade—a proper tourist attraction sealed off. Could an accident have happened? True, one frequently saw news on television about crowd crushes or similar incidents at tourist spots, but that would only last a few days at most, not remain permanently sealed off! What on earth was going on?
"What do your plan to do next?" Mu Bangguo walked over, looking calmly at his nephew. It was common knowledge that Mu Yichen loved children; with his own child being abducted, one could only imagine how anxious he must have been.
Novice Sword Technique: Primary Swordsmanship, mediocre in power. It was practiced by Daoist Zhuiyun in his youth and serves as the introductory swordsmanship of the Zhuiyun Temple.
Unleashing two rays of annihilation light at once, a sudden flash of paleness crossed Fang Chen's handsome face. Clearly, this demanded a tremendous expenditure on his part. However, the moment he released the Nether Evil Eye, his hands were already moving in a fresh flurry of motions.
"For what reason?" Cheng Guoxiang wheezed with indignation, clearly pushed to the absolute pinnacle of rage. A man like Cheng Guoxiang, who could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, would naturally despise such conduct from Chongzhen.
She said sarcastically, "It seems so. Father is about to leave for Jianghuai to provide disaster relief, and this is an opportunity for everyone." When Father was usually at the estate, he could keep them somewhat in check; if he were away for several days, there was no telling what kind of chaos might ensue.
A muffled roll of thunder abruptly tore across the boundless horizon, and the sky instantly grew dim.
"No way! Wife! Wife!" A man shook his wife, but she remained completely unresponsive, having been deeply captivated by Ye Ming's handsome appearance.