Chapter 21: Everything is in Chaos!

"Yes, they have already entered the house." Lin Yuhan had shed his previous playfulness, answering respectfully as he helped Chu Tianxing carry the items he had purchased.

Zhao Yan’s eyes brightened. She had long wanted to spar with Yingzi, but because of Yingzi’s cold demeanor and the fact that she was her senior by generation, Zhao Yan had not dared to ask. Now that Long Qing had taken the initiative to suggest it, it was exactly what she had wished for.

"Are you willing to correct your mistakes?" Shui Tao asked Tian Jiarui, using the same tone she once used when whispering sweet nothings to him.

To deceive everyone, Chen Chumo had no choice but to initiate another experiment: the development of Likshu cold medicine. By weaving the problems encountered in developing the cold medicine into the complexities of the illicit substances, he aimed to pass off the fake as the real thing.

If Carter were not present, Long Qing would naturally not bother with such trivialities and would have dispatched the two of them instantly. With Carter there, he had to put on an act of being harmless; otherwise, if word got out, it might pique the interest of those with ulterior motives.

In summary, Yun Xiu had completely misanalyzed her father's official position, her stepmother's background, and her own situation.

Yesterday at the concert, Long Qing did not see Lin Ruoyu. The tickets for the three of them had been added by Long Qing through Xia Yu later, so he figured their seats probably were not particularly good. Long Qing did not know how things were progressing between A-Jiu and Mother Lin, or if they had taken their relationship a step further while hanging out at the concert.

Wang An brought over a stool for Yang Lian. "I dare not trouble you, Eunuch," Yang Lian said politely, sitting down on only half the seat. Wang An left, leaving Zhu Youxiao, Yang Lian, and Song Jin alone in the room.

"It wouldn't be impossible to spread this news through other methods; as long as the effect is the same, it doesn't matter," Long Qing thought to himself.

Chu Ning suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She wanted to step forward and smooth the furrowed brow of Lin Yuhao. She knew he had been busy rushing to finalize drafts for the company's touring exhibition lately, and he must have been staying up very late every night.

Xiao Long pondered for a moment, slowly closed his eyes, and then, black electric sparks flickered across his body.

Xiao Long glanced at the harsh environment surrounding him, filled with the stench of charred debris, the smell of blood, and an indescribable, foul odor of machine oil.

At the first light of dawn, as all things began to shine, Fang Chen let out a satisfying breath amidst the lively sounds of beasts, flipped over, and leapt off the bed.

Images flickered past: some showed blurred, indistinct worlds, while others revealed realms occupied by various knights or monsters.

Upon receiving the results of the raid on Prince De’s mansion, Li Xingzhi was secretly astonished. The Governor of Shandong, Yan Jizu, was right: one Prince De’s mansion was worth half the city of Jinan.

What would the U.S. Department of Justice think? Grace could not worry about that. In any case, she had done everything that needed to be done on the surface. Crises were constant. Between long-term crises and immediate ones, she usually chose to resolve the immediate one first, bracing herself with ruthless determination, regardless of the consequences.

Without deliberately concealing his movements, Wu Tian opened the villa door normally. The intruder sensed the sound outside and quickly hid in a corner.

Among the forbidden spells she cultivated was a secret technique—the Technique of Severing Control—which could negate any manipulation stemming from spiritual or soul power.

Ke Yu’s footsteps slowed and stopped before a patch of eerily dense fog. For now, it was difficult to continue forward.

In these six realms, the periphery of each is protected by an indestructible barrier, which is why no one can freely travel between them.

Lily let out a roar, and a vast swarm of mantis monsters surged forward, surrounding the enemy. From a distance, the black dragons looked like trees suffering from a locust plague.

"Prince Lonis, this price is too high. Can it be cheaper?" Henry shook his head and asked.

Fortunately, this wasn't a World Cup qualifier; otherwise, Iceland would have suffered a massive loss encountering such a freakish opponent.

"It's the 88th minute. There really isn't much time left for Guangzhou Evergrande!" Liu Jianhong reminded the audience of the time on the pitch.

He recalled when he visited the Bush family, he had almost been unable to resist asking the elder Bush for help. He hadn't had such a sense of crisis then; he simply operated on the principle that since he had the resources of a spymaster like the elder Bush, he might as well use them.

"Amitabha, this humble monk is not fat; this is called being robust!" Rulai arrived in front of Long Yun, pressed his palms together in a bow, and then... there was no then. Long Yun felt a thousand horses galloping through his mind, and he couldn't help but make a few faces at him.

As it turned out, Boss Ye's luck had run out. When the Iveco, loaded with Boss Ye's hopes, attempted to head to the Datang timeline again, it was rejected by the space-time gate because it contained contraband; things like food and toiletries—items completely useless to a copy shop—were all denied entry.

Next, the image on the screen changed. In a grey, hazy space, a young undead man in red robes, wearing an arrogant expression, stepped out from a beam of light. A slight curve formed at the corner of his mouth, and without hesitation, he strode forward with swift, vigorous steps.

In the past, he had ways to resolve these urges, but he would either wait until the dead of night or find a secluded place to handle them.