Chapter 115: The Deboning Knife

Song Qinge also felt a bit awkward. Zhan Jue and Zhan Qi were actually only a year or two apart and looked just like brothers, yet there was a significant gap in their generational standing.

Therefore, we shall continue the game. Every employee present will have a chance, though we will still proceed by drawing lots.

Looking at that innocent and artless face... it seemed the princess was unaware of her own rampage from the previous night.

Turning to look at Sarah beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief. Sarah was no ordinary sorceress; years of battlefield experience had given her a physique far superior to that of an average knight.

He forcibly pried her mouth open, his eyes burning with an intense, uncontrollable desire. Ye Qiao felt the same; overwhelmed by a searing heat, she struggled desperately to shed her excess clothing.

Yet, she knew that the material cost alone was nearly 100, so selling it for 120 was hardly expensive—it was barely enough to break even.

Nan Zhao did not think too much of it and followed the Prince of Cheng to a courtyard within the Gao residence. Because of the disaster, the place had long been abandoned, permeated with a sense of ruin as if it had been desolate for years.

Ying Lisa still felt it was strange, but unable to find a suitable explanation, she had no choice but to believe Xuan Yuan Xuexue’s words.

She nodded. Despite her earlier reservations, she knew that while everyone else in the world might betray her, she would always believe that her Ninth Brother treated her as he always had.

"Then what am I supposed to do now? Just swallow this bitter pill?" An Yue, naturally, was not pleased.

Moreover, it was precisely because of the efforts of the person before him that they had received assistance from a disciple of one of his close friends. Even though this person now served another master, Lu Zhi believed that with their interests aligned, he still held significant influence over them, which would ensure the situation developed more in line with his vision.

Lushui claimed outwardly that Emperor Lan was an older brother he had grown up with under the care of the Story King, and thus they addressed each other as such in public.

Over these past three years or more, China had made significant strides across all sectors, achieving gratifying results in agriculture, industry, transportation, national defense, technology, education, finance, and banking.

The first level, the Law Stage: to fully comprehend and master the laws corresponding to one’s inherent talent, reaching the point where one can guide them to serve one’s own will at will.

It must be said that General Miao Zhengliu was quite skilled at comforting others. Under his words, the panicked generals gradually calmed down and began to consider how to mobilize troops to reclaim East Shuanghe Town.

This was a matter that left them feeling deeply frustrated; as for the Indiana Pacers, they were naturally in a terrible mood.

Beside him, Lu Wuxia was merely afraid that Jian Yi would lose control of his flying sword and trigger the first outcome. But Jian Yi himself was as clear as a mirror; he knew that if things continued this way, only two types of death awaited him.

After the two of them carefully studied and discussed the matter for a while, Jiang Haitao let the deputy captain temporarily take command of the submarine and called Ma Yanshu over.

"So you’ve been plotting against me for a long time, haven't you?" Chen Mei asked, her beautiful eyes flashing with a playful glare.

Duo Luo’s expression remained as cold and ruthless as ever; this was Sarah’s first impression of him after she had finished sobbing.

"What do you mean by 'should'?" Yun Yixuan looked coldly at Assistant Liu, seemingly dissatisfied with his efficiency.

"Haha!" Director Liu laughed twice and said, "With your status, to say I’d eat you out of house and home—I think a bowl of noodles on the street would suffice. Alright, I won't chat with you anymore. I’ve delivered the notice via phone; whether you come or not is up to you." With that, Director Liu hung up.

Huoyan knew he couldn't help with such matters, so he continued to feign exhaustion and went back to sleep on his own.

After putting down the phone, Yuan Zhenxia thought for a moment and decided to pay him a visit after work. For a scientist immersed in academic research, not answering the phone occasionally was hardly unusual.

"Haisheng! When did you leave, and why didn't you wake me?" Xu Juan’s joyful and soft voice came through the receiver.

Her snow-white, delicate face turned deathly pale. By the light seeping through the gaps in the cave, he knelt on the ground and slowly stripped off his clothes.

As these words fell, Shen Nancheng frowned almost imperceptibly. For the first time in his life, a look of distress appeared on his peerlessly handsome face.

"A few of us brothers got a room at this hotel today, invited some girls... we just wanted to have a good time, we didn't mean to do anything bad... After dinner, we were preparing to return to our room. On the way, Er Gouzi and I went to the restroom, chatting along the way about how we were going to play tonight."

Facing such a deep and meaningful gaze, An Xiaoxiao was too shy to even speak clearly. With a blushing face, her watery eyes darted around the lounge, but she refused to look at Gu Chen, who was hovering right above her.

Whenever I think of that bloody, severed hand, I feel a sense of eerie terror. Yet, there is also an urge to get to the bottom of it, no matter the cost.

Dong Ling sat down beside him. The faint scent of medicine wafting from him was very pleasant—it seemed to carry a hint of pear blossom fragrance, more so than the average medicinal scent. She remembered the last time they rode on the same horse; it was that same faint pear blossom scent, intoxicatingly sweet.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Fuji Shusuke was a bit stunned. Why was she unhappy when he had offered her food? This was something he couldn't quite understand.

An Yichen’s dagger had fallen, and his soft sword had been dropped on the road. He realized with a start that he had no weapon in hand.

Li Jiji walked along the way and met many people, greeting them all one by one, regardless of whether she knew them or not.

Originally, only the lead actors, important supporting cast, producers, directors, and the like would be qualified to attend such an occasion.

Although the scenery of the old Lin family estate could not compare to the outside world, they, as descendants of the Lin clan, shared in the glory, for the Lin family had once produced two Immortal Masters. It was said that the Immortal Masters had even returned once; this honor was unique not only to Fu'ao Village but to the entire large town.