Chapter 61: Confession

Qin Wanyi realized she had been played. Angered, she gave the man a thump on the chest, quickly jumped off his lap, and turned to leave.

Seeing her reaction, Pei Yunian knew she was upset, and a warm smile suddenly bloomed across his frosty face.

He hurriedly reached out and pulled her back into his arms. "Don't be angry, baby."

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"Alright, I'll go call him for you right now." Abbess Chuanyan walked straight out the door. Shortly after, Yan Shitian walked in.

It was one of the very few crystal matrices that could be controlled solely by standard bio-electric currents outputted through neural interfaces, functioning at its full potential without requiring the auxiliary operation of consciousness or brainwaves. Moreover, its activation speed was relatively slow and easy to control, making it practically a blessing for low-tier mecha pilots.

Huang Jiewen was very disappointed. However, when I told her that the day after tomorrow was the weekend and we would spend a good time together, she cheered up again.

Suddenly, Mo Fan let out a roar, spun around instantly, and launched himself into the air. With his eyes bloodshot and crimson, he desperately condensed a powerful gale-spike and unleashed it in an instant.

That day, I was reviewing the first-quarter sales balance report at the office when my personal phone suddenly rang. I thought it was Qiqi calling me or a colleague asking me to go get lunch, because usually, when I came home late, she would ask for my arrival time so she could prepare dinner in advance.

Just as Rodney was about to turn and leave, Tang Yun, whose face was beaten swollen, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and covered in tattered clothes, suddenly rushed out.

"Second Young Master!" Ou Liang roared at Safeng. The sorcery and witchcraft of Southern Yue possessed a formidable ability to intimidate the mind. If they could secure the assistance of Southern Yue, they might just be able to turn the tables.

After afternoon tea, the rain outside had stopped. Yan Jicheng and Tang Qianqian walked out of the restaurant, and he once again drove that ordinary business van. As for the Supreme Phantom previously used for street racing, ever since driving it that one time, he had abandoned it completely, not even bothering to have it repaired. Was he short on money?

Even though he knew very well that he could easily break through to the peak of the Martial Venerable realm without needing many resources, since the Star Soul Sect was willing to cultivate him with great effort, he naturally would not let the opportunity pass.

"The review will probably take a few days. As for this note, I will immediately arrange for someone to deliver it," Yan Hengfeng said.

Holding Mo Yitian's tie dangling in her hand, Han Jiaying strolled gracefully over to Lin Xiaomo. Her feigned coldness was a declaration of war, yet deep down inside, she felt an incomparable desolation. She had never imagined that one day she would lose her self-respect to this extent for the sake of a man.

"Can the Princess of Chu guarantee the safety of the General's wife?" General Pingnan asked coldly to the messenger.

However, he was disappointed once again. Gu Jing shook his head and said, "I peed it." His tone was as casual as if he were discussing what to eat today.

Emperor Minghui gave a disdainful smile and stood up with a heavy heart. A human life spans a hundred years, amounting to nothing more than a handful of dust; it was just that his Qingchen had departed a step earlier.

Like most members of the imperial lineage, this noble of the Tuoba royal clan was a devout Buddhist and did not care for the indigenous Daoism of the Central Plains.

Hua Yao was just about to discuss the matter of provisions with him when she saw his gloomy expression, and her words abruptly cut off.

Huanshan lowered her gaze, looking thoughtfully at Qingmu. What kind of existence was this Floating Cloud Temple, where even death could actually be considered a blessing?

These items served as physical evidence, and even he could not remove them from the Censorate, so he could only ask someone to come and assist.

Lady Ling turned her head to glance at the Princess Consort of Lian. This cicada shedding its shell maneuver was indeed brilliant. She had also heard of the assurances the Prince of Xun had given to the Prince's Estate, and she could only wonder what the Princess Consort of Xun's reaction would be if she knew all of this had been used to benefit her precious son.

An ZeyI had always deeply appreciated such individuals, rather than those who merely possessed a pretty face and believed they could do whatever they pleased.