Chapter 83: You Once Saved Wen Ni
After a brief moment of surprise, Wen Ni immediately put on a gentle smile, walked over, rested her hand on the car window, and asked, "Uncle, where are you heading?" Zhou Jingyi looked at her. He wore a simple white shirt and black trousers today—a classic black-and-white ensemble. He hadn't even styled his hair, letting it fall naturally, which made him look several years younger than usual. Yet, his aura remained distinguished, never childish.
Reaching the fifth stage of body refinement allowed one to become an outer disciple, so the most formidable people they could encounter, or even hear about, were those at the fifth stage. Then came the gunshots, the screams, the sky stained crimson, the screeching of brakes, and the roar of explosions—an onslaught of terror that would make anyone tremble. Ling Jiajia felt as though she were trapped in that nightmare, her body shaking uncontrollably.
"What do you mean?" Ji Liunian's blood ran cold at the mention of paying with one's life. There was urgency in his voice as he pressed for an answer. Ling Jiajia’s blunt words made a flicker pass through Situ Qing’s eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Yes!" The servant returned inside to call the doctor. After hanging up, she hesitated for a moment before deciding to head to the kitchen. This was because idols depended on the support of their fans; without it, they would have no income.
Shen Lingyu, seeing this, finally relaxed. He grabbed hold of the dangling ladder once more and climbed up after them. The next day, news spread that Emperor Baoyuan had decreed all noblewomen of fourth rank and above to enter the palace on the eighteenth of August to accompany the Empress Dowager.
Now, the long-awaited meeting had come, but Adam wanted to fight Arno, to test his strength, to see if Arno was truly worthy of the decades of anticipation he had harbored.
Back at the mansion, things barely held together, but outside the City Lord’s residence, many wandering cultivators were already considering pledging allegiance, hoping to claim a share of the spoils. This only further infuriated the cultivators of the Youluo Sect, leaving them bristling with rage and murder in their eyes.
Unfortunately, the old man’s son dismissed Xu Kun’s words as nonsense. After the tragedy, he blamed his son’s mistakes on video games, on the violence in films and television, and on his son’s friends for having no moral compass.
If you fight a fair battle and push your potential to the limit, there is something to be gained. But what good is it if you resort to ambushes and cheap tricks?
Just then, Lu Bu and the officials of Wancheng arrived on auspicious clouds, not only offering their concern but also making a series of arrangements. Even highly sensitive issues, like borrowing troops, were not refused.
I leaned back leisurely on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and watched Old Wang put on his performance.
Suddenly, blood spurted from both of Liang Benxing’s eyes, his eyeballs bursting forth, leaving only two gory black holes.
She wanted to text someone for help, but her fingers wouldn’t obey, and her head throbbed with pain. She tried to tell her family the truth or seek help from the police, but whenever she thought of it, her heart would race as if it were about to leap from her throat.
"Mr. Ye, our Longteng Group has run into trouble we can't resolve. We hope you can help us," Han Wan’er said directly.
When the accident happened and she noticed something was wrong, she rushed over to warn her senior brother, only to find that her efforts were nothing compared to the other’s grief-stricken cries on his knees.
Beneath his long lashes, his narrowed eyes seemed to burn with an intense fire, making him appear all the more enigmatic in the gloom of night.
Yu Tao’s brother-in-law was a businessman, often traveling far and wide. Sometimes, his sister would accompany him on his trips, and they would often be gone for half a month at a time.
"Professor, you’re putting me in a tough spot. If I tell you, and one day you show up with an army and drag us all away, what then? Better not to ask." I smiled.
"Ouyang, please don’t kill anyone in front of me again, all right?" The youthful voice trembled with unease.