Volume 1, Chapter 59: Yun Qianqian Is Not Allowed to Touch My Things

Stepping into the master bedroom on the second floor, she found the little silver fox lying on the bed, looking listless and dispirited.

"Little Candy, you've already eaten today, and your water is ready right here. Why are you still unhappy? Does your body feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yutang walked over and asked with a puzzled look.

"I disagree. I firmly believe that Lu Ziliang's planning concept is more deeply integrated into the market. Coupled with his authority in the field, this will provide a much more trustworthy bargaining chip for attracting investment and merchants." Chen Shuang directly and aggressively confronted Fang Biao.

Fortunately, the employees underneath did not dare to discuss it too openly. After all, this was considered a taboo of the Chen family. Everyone knew that President Chen and Director Fang had already been at odds when they were still husband and wife.

Probably even Hexin himself never expected that the ally he looked down upon the most would turn out to be the key link where he was most likely to stumble in the future.

A strange sound issued from the zombie's throat as it actually reached out its hand and made a throat-slitting gesture toward Meng Qi.

Wielding his blade with the sweeping momentum of dragons and snakes, he was ultimately drained of physical strength, yet he continuously forced himself to hold up his blood-depleted body. Meanwhile, the princess behind him remained completely unharmed.

You let the tears stream down your cheeks as the darkest corners of your inner soul were instantly conquered and occupied by the light.

When the scene before his eyes finally cleared up, Lei Chen was dumbfounded. At this moment, he was wearing a piece of leather lamellar armor, leaning against a cold-gleaming ring-pommeled saber. He was sitting on the ground resting against a wall, surrounded by quite a few others dressed in the same attire.

"Hmph! It must be because I didn't make you lose face, and you're feeling resentful. But don't get too full of yourself; I will definitely find a chance to settle scores with you, and when that time comes, I'll surely kill you." Bai Shengyu also retaliated coldly.

"Brother Yefeng! Brother Yefeng!" Xueer, who also had a large hole blasted right through the center of her brow, shed bloody tears as she struggled and grabbed onto Gui Lian'er's foot, only to be casually flung away by Gui Lian'er.

Previously, back at the peak Grandmaster stage, Lu You was already capable of controlling flying swords, but his limit at that time was at most controlling twelve flying swords simultaneously. Now, all one hundred and eight flying swords obeyed his will with effortless dexterity—which was sufficient to show the extraordinary nature of a Golden Core powerhouse.

Yun Mu fell silent and lowered his head. He saw the bloodstains on the floor, scattered in all directions like crimson petals. That blood was not his; it came from the purple-skirted enchantress.

The photo scandal? Yun Mu froze upon hearing this. Facing the smiling Liu Ya, he was slightly dazed. The girl wasn't angry at all. Did she really not care about him in her heart at all, or had she completely given up on him and intended to draw a clear line from now on?

"What? There's a Japanese princess? You've got to be kidding me! This is Tsushima Island, the Japanese mainland itself. How could there possibly be a Japanese princess coming over here? Besides, even if there were, how could those fleeing Japanese devils possibly abandon her?" Liu Yihua stuttered in astonishment upon hearing Susan say this.

That afternoon, gazing at Yun Mu's empty seat in the classroom, Qian Mengru felt a sense of palpitation for no apparent reason. She realized right then that she had broken Yun Mu's heart completely, and her feud with Yun Mu could be said to have taken root from that moment on. Afterwards, she inexplicably recalled a line from a movie: What goes around comes around.

"Go and bolt the door, just in case someone bursts in and causes a misunderstanding," Zhang Ning softly said.

"...I." Hearing me say that, Louise experienced a swirling blend of emotions, feeling every sort of complex sensation. Yet in the end, it all dissolved into a silent sigh. Feeling a profound sense of loss, she nevertheless had to force a smile.

"Are you kidding me? I went to all this trouble to create the Black Knights and build up my prestige. You want me to leave at a time like this?!" The siscon naturally refused to comply.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Hesle pressed her lips together and involuntarily let out a small burp.