111, The Grand Entrance at the Signing Ceremony!

The signing ceremony was personally presided over by the Secretary-General of the Provincial Government.

Beaming, he stepped up to the podium and announced in a resonant voice, "Distinguished leaders, honored guests, ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon! The signing and donation ceremony for the Qinghe County Intangible Cultural Heritage Protection and Rural Revitalization Project is now officially underway!"

The venue instantly erupted in thunderous applause!

The first to speak was the Secretary of Qinghe County, who spoke with great emotion as he recounted the history and current status of the Qinghe Town cloud-pattern brocade, as well as...

"The Star-Gazing Daoist Sect!" I made no attempt to conceal it, blurting out the name of my master's sect, though I emphasized those four words heavily.

"Understood." Yelu Tuyu departed, while the swordsman in the long robe paced over to lean against the tent pole beside the main seat.

"Eldest, tell Mother, is there any young lady you have taken a fancy to?" Madam Lu asked hurriedly, looking at him with eager eyes.

"Miss, don't blame me for asking for so much. Just think about it—you and your mother are living in my house, which forces my Xuanzhu to go stay elsewhere. In such cold weather, having to squeeze into a place with others, he suffers a great deal."

"Whether he is pretending or not, it is undeniable that every deed he has performed over the years is worthy of the term 'benevolence.' No matter what kind of person he is, as long as he acts with benevolence, he is a man of benevolence," Ge Nie said.

However, things did not go as Zhao Cuixia had hoped; Li Erlong did not appear immediately, which truly chilled her heart.

Yet, to outsiders, he seemed to be revealing his true feelings, far removed from any pretense. That is why, after his display of arrogance, Liu Guangzheng was able to receive such grateful looks from the puppet troop leader and those two thugs, finding satisfaction in those very gazes.

"When do you get off work?" Qin Fen did not answer Gu Jingzhi's question directly, but asked one in return.

"Hit my ass, didn't you hit me first?" The short man seemed enraged by me, clutching his face as he roared at me.

Dharmapala's words made Prosius's eyes flash with brilliance. He understood that the treasure light emerging from the 'Dragon-Prison Abyss' here would not only cause them to fight for it but would likely trigger a power struggle among the higher echelons as well.

After leaving the supermarket, Ming Yan and her companion searched for a long time before finally finding Li Jiaman in a café.

The force of this release caused the blood-colored tentacles binding Yin Junfeng to slacken. Seizing the opportunity, a massive purple Demon-Suppressing Talisman appeared, cutting across the blood-colored tentacles before him. Despite the confrontation between the purple and crimson lights, the blood-colored tentacles remained suspended in the air, refusing to be dispelled by the purple Demon-Suppressing Talisman.

She turned on the lights, rubbed her weary neck, and went to the dressing room to grab clothes before heading into the bathroom to shower. When she emerged, wiping her hair, her eyes widened as she saw a tall figure lying on her bed.

As it turned out, it would have been better if she hadn't asked. Once she did, the child, who had been struggling to hold back tears, burst into loud sobs.

Word had even spread—though no one knew where those high officials and nobles heard it—that His Highness Shentu Yuntian actually favored men, and they were already planning to send the young men of their clans to him.

During this time, Lin Hao had Xie Yuling change the menu, removing the vegetable noodles and egg-fried rice, and posted a notice on the menu board outside the door.

"It is time for me to go. I wonder how Father Emperor is doing. Xiang'er misses you so much!" With a flash of purple light, she shot abruptly into the sky.

If it weren't for Mengmeng, she thought she would never have known what kind of person Luo Shang truly was.

"Then which matters would the Immortal Friend like to ask about first?" Father set down his immortal sword and sat cross-legged in front of Lang Tian, listening as he recounted everything that had happened over these years.

With a sinister smile, the Blood-Devouring Bat Demon flipped his palm, and a sheet of blood-colored light spread out. Tie Xiangxue was startled; the Leixin Sword and she herself were involuntarily ejected backward, falling back to the ground.

When had his vigilance become so poor? How had he failed to notice when Nan Xi had gone to call room service for an extra blanket?