Chapter 119: Wang Changtian, Eager to Invest at a Premium

Li Jinnian followed Li Banmei’s gaze, his expression shifting slightly. After offering a bow, he vanished from the high platform in the blink of an eye.

Upon hearing Friday’s cry, I grew excited, for I knew he was summoning his kin.

What is there to fear! Xiyue shook her head, bolstering her courage, and marched forward with her head held high.

Xiao Yan looked at the provocative Jialie Ao, then deliberately heaved an exaggerated sigh and touched his forehead.

The warming weather could do nothing to thaw the hearts of those who had seen Bai Xiaoxin; the term "chilled to the bone" was far from enough to capture their state.

Two trails of bitter tears fell into the mist and vanished; looking again, the mountains, rivers, and landscape had all disappeared.

The old man, named Alhan, was ninety years old but remained hale and hearty, serving as an heir to ancient Indian yoga.

"It is true. To set his mind at ease, I have come to expel the gu poison. Where is your bathroom?" I skipped the pleasantries.

You ignore me for so long, and though I am miserable, the moment you speak to me again, I am so happy that it is as if nothing ever happened.

I was puzzled. Qi Tianyang was tall and handsome, and now that he no longer feared the sun, he did not need to walk out under a black umbrella. What was this old woman afraid of?

I killed these people to draw the attention of the Wolf Fang. That is why I used gu poison to commit the murders. The members of Wolf Fang must have listed Duan Jiaojiao as their number-one target, and they know well that I am with her. As long as they track me, Duan Jiaojiao will not be far behind.

Looking at his table, it was as well-stocked as the others in the courtyard. Only Li Changan, sitting at the head, had a cold and sparse table, set with nothing but a single wine pot and a cup.

Naturally, Zhao Xiwen’s second relationship had no conclusion. Nothing ever happened between her and Feng Haoran; they treated each other with the formal respect of strangers, more like a superior and a subordinate, though sometimes the roles were reversed.

She was truly beautiful. Under the glow of the spotlights, her figure was enchanting, her features delicate and fair, and her long, slender legs beneath her shorts were milky white.

I cursed to myself. Even if my body were a vessel, the power of the Ten Evils was like water within it—the water was far too potent, and my vessel had reached its limit.

The air was thick with the scent of danger and the acrid smell of blood. As the demon tree moved, blood spilled in great swaths from its body onto the parched earth, which greedily drank it, leaving behind patches of deep crimson stains.

"Judging by your attire, you are ready to go and enjoy yourselves at the resort?" I asked them.

They would hold this school anniversary celebration not only at the school but also off-campus. Many of the wealthy benefactors who had long supported the Second High School would open their entertainment venues to the students for free during the event.

Li Feiyu would naturally not show weakness in response; otherwise, it would look as if he were afraid of them. That was not his style.

Seeing Tokisaki Kurumi appear before her, Takamiya Mana felt the hair on her arms stand up. She stepped forward, instinctively blocking the path in front of Itsuka Shido.

A-Ling, in the bottom right, slowly lifted her head. Her arms were spread wide, as if to embrace the entire world. Bathed in the stage lights, she exuded a warm and brilliant radiance.

"Twenty thousand gold coins. Pay ten thousand as a deposit, and I will accept this mission. However, I must state in advance that we will do our utmost to help you restore your kingdom, but if we fail, we will retreat immediately. The deposit is non-refundable." A gold coin appeared in Sals’s hand, flipping and dancing across his fingers.

The "moe" art style from twenty years ago is long outdated. While the characters' personalities do not need a redesign, their appearances must adapt to the aesthetic standards of modern players.

One must not be impulsive with investments, but passion is essential. Old Wang was in an excellent state of mind.

What is so strange about this? Are you truly mentally unstable? If you have a problem, go see a doctor. My brother is in this state, and if I do not take good care of him, should I just toss him out onto the street? What do you mean by asking that?

But after cautious hesitation, Tang Chen successfully broke through his inner barriers, bravely taking the first step to confront the unknown, lethal danger head-on.

Tang Chen slowly stood up, but stopped halfway, frozen in a half-crouched position, his eyes locked onto the ground.

After all, this was a life-or-death crisis, and with the vast disparity in strength, they did not know if they could survive this ordeal.

Chang Fei ate loudly, which made the various battalion commanders—who had rushed over at dawn on empty stomachs—quite embarrassed. Several of them audibly gulped.

"Although Augustine has lost the means to fight me, with his intellect, he will surely take this opportunity to have Hun Tian and Hun Yue launch a counterattack. I must go and command the battle!" Tang Feng said with a resolute expression. Just then, footsteps echoed outside the secret chamber; it was Lin Shiyao and the Liusha Fairy running toward them.

Before Harris could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt himself being torn by a force. He turned his head to see Maria Hill slamming a fist into his temple.

"Who else could it be but them?" Pandora glanced toward the cave entrance. The vanguard, Monkey and the others, had already gone inside to scout.

Sasuke, dressed in his Anbu attire, radiated a sharp, piercing aura that even Jugo found intimidating.

"I am the flagship. I have sacrificed much, but it was what I had to do." The Carrier handed the equipment core to Chang Fei.

Yang Tian parried two sword strikes with speed invisible to the naked eye, though one blade grazed his shoulder and pierced the flesh.