Guarded against him all along

Song Yanzi felt a slight pang of nervousness, but regaining her composure after just a moment, she replied, "There's a project we're looking to collaborate on recently, which is why I got in touch."

With that, she walked over with graceful strides.

Song Yanting didn't think much of it and handed her his phone, saying, "What kind of client has a contact note this special?"

Four billion—that spoke volumes about the other party's financial strength.

......

After turning Fanyang completely upside down, Eighteenth Lady teamed up with Li Ziqi, brushed off their sleeves, and set off on a distant journey.

He was someone who genuinely loved farming. Seeing the crops in the fields wither day by day truly broke his heart. He spent all day bustling about in the vegetable plot, trying everything possible to rescue these vegetables on the verge of death.

Challenges existed, but the temptations were equally great. After weighing the pros and cons, General Xiao adopted his son's suggestion and went to the palace to have an audience with the Emperor.

As the mutation struck, Xu Shangyan suddenly flung his mouth wide open and clamped down on Zhou Yan's arm, biting out two distinct rows of deep teeth marks. Instantly, bright red blood welled up from the wounded flesh.

"May I choose to play the zither?" Xiao Yao, who was already capable of playing simple melodies, was filled with enthusiasm and thus made bold to request.

He disliked flattery, but that did not make him a political novice. For Wei Hong to hold the dual positions of head nurse and president of the Seventh Hospital, it was impossible for her to lack any leverage or skill. In Zhou Yan's eyes, Wei Hong's claim that she was only responsible for the Third and Fourth Companies was actually a tactical retreat—a way to draw the Third and Fourth Companies into her own sphere of influence.

However, eager though they were in their hearts, their vigilance never once flagged. After halting their advance, they specifically dispatched several knights to scout the surroundings in order to eliminate potential dangers and traps.

Realizing he had lost his composure, Yun Yichen silently returned to his seat and sat down. He heard only in a daze whatever his imperial concubine mother, his maternal aunt, and his cousin said next; by the time he regained his normal state, it was already time for dinner.

"Qingci..." Hua Qingcheng gave a soft cry, scurried over to his side, and reached out to grab his wrist.

The deacon down below cast a look of astonishment at Li Yanyan, then called out to him, "You've won a round, and this is your reward." With that, he tossed over a string of crystal cores.

"You... you... this—this is impossible!" Hu Yixiao wore an expression of utter disbelief. "I am one of the Five Tiger Generals of the Five Tiger Alliance! Although my martial arts rank lowest among the five, you are merely a disciple of the Lotus Domain Lord—how could you possibly defeat me!" Shouting thus, he brandished his giant axe and charged at Yu Chenjie, ready to resume the fight.

Li Yan stood there with his mouth open, dazed and frozen in place. His dim, lifeless black pupils seemed to flicker slightly before he twisted the corners of his mouth in a rigid, eerie grimace, sat down upon the barren rock, and lit the half-finished cigarette he had been saving.

Ao Run was just about to have the shrimp soldiers guarding the gate announce his arrival when a lingering voice drifted out from the manor. Listening closely, it was undeniably the voice of Chu Feng.

Hearing that they would be packing up and getting fired on the spot, the brawny men felling the trees exerted themselves even more fiercely, terrified that the one let go might be himself.

Clad in gleaming armor that clanked noisily with every movement, Zhao Yuan had kept up his rigorous training over the past year. The slender frame of the past now appeared exceptionally robust, radiating a powerful aura of martial valor. Commander Wan Yunjun, chatting leisurely with Magistrate Zhu up on the watchtower, couldn't help shouting out in praise at the sight.

Liu Hoping was well aware of the adage that a wise man submits to circumstances; therefore, the moment he realized that brandishing a scalpel at his opponent was completely ineffective, he had long since greased the soles of his feet and fled.

With the dazzling performances of Sun Shiyu and Qin Yu, the prestige of their Heavenly Emperor Palace would soar to new heights.

"If Brother Yuan has no wish to compete, I can step in and finish the two of them off directly," Yun Tiankong said unhesitatingly. This single remark gave the two of them a terrible fright. No matter how formidable they might be, they were definitely no match for Yun Tiankong.

Upon hearing her words, Jun Yan maintained a polite smile on his lips. Although he showed no excessive reaction on the surface—merely closing his eyes as instructed to regulate his internal breathing—he was muttering inwardly to himself.