Chapter Ninety-Four: Meeting an Old Acquaintance Again
Smack—Meng Qiuxi slapped the other man across the face. “Useless!”
“Yes!” The bodyguard chief did not even dare rub his cheek, only lowering his head and stepping back.
The three who came later took over the car prepared by the Zheng family. After a thorough inspection, the group left the hospital and headed straight for the Zheng residence.
Zheng Weiwei very much wanted to go with Yan...
“Do you know where the Sage Healer lives?” Huangfu Sheng looked up, searching among the cliffs, but there was no dwelling to be seen amid the sheer rock walls.
Ling Yue was somewhat puzzled by this. Who was the man in his words? Was it the one who controlled the magical beasts?
Xiu Yuan frowned and stared silently at Guan Yi’s face. After a long while, his gaze suddenly flashed with a streak of golden light, as if he had just thought of something, and he nodded in sudden understanding.
The middle-aged man also knew the rules of the Central Plains imperial palace. He had long heard that the Emperor of Northern Abyss had already named an empress, and that the title of imperial consort was rare enough. Now that Princess Su Rui had won the emperor’s favor and been granted the rank of consort, along with an honorific title, she could be considered well treated.
After making his decision, the rogue left at once. For the moment, there was no need for him to remain here.
Ling Yue cast a pained glance at Empress Dowager Qi, hoping that Leng Shu would not pull the ladder out from under her and leave the dowager in danger. This, too, was part of a stopgap plan. Ling Yue truly had no other choice and could only resort to this underhanded move. Fortunately, Empress Dowager Qi understood her; otherwise she would truly have had nowhere to hide from shame.
“Yes, yes! This servant will return at once.” Hearing Mu Lixiao say that, Luoxia still had no idea whether she would go after all, but since the matter had been put that way, she could hardly keep pressing it. In any case, she had carried out everything the Empress Dowager had ordered; the dowager should not make things difficult for her now.
At the Knight test-drive experience center, twenty lucky people who had won direct pickup slots, along with ten more who had earned priority test-drive privileges, were guided by staff to the thirty Knights lined up outside the showroom, their hearts brimming with excitement.
He had graduated with a master’s degree. Nowadays, in hospitals, especially good ones, it was common for physicians to start at the doctoral level. But the Traditional Chinese Medicine department at Hailing City First People’s Hospital needed, after all, practitioners of Chinese medicine, and in general an undergraduate degree was still enough. A master’s degree already counted as highly educated.
Si Bailu scratched his head. He had no experience dealing with an enemy at the level of a demon god.
Inside Fallen Dragon Valley, just as Jiang Li and Zhu Sha entered, gust after gust of cold wind swept over them, biting sharply into their skin.
After all, this was only an ordinary high school, not an affiliated high school of the official Starship Academy. Without a large-scale awakening assessment, things were naturally rather plain.
Items that could enhance the quality of star weapons, even if only from blue to purple, were still exceedingly precious treasures, usually impossible to buy at any price.
Seeing that Si Bailu already seemed ready to back out, the merchant knew that if he did not yield, he would only dampen the other man’s enthusiasm. How, then, could he obtain more of his treasures?
To have such a thing appear—clearly, even those fleeing commanders seemed far more reliable than this fellow.
During these past few days, the body’s resistance had dropped sharply, and in such a frigid environment, the consequences would be irreversible.
But Si Bailu considered that submitting too early might make the judges hesitate to give him such a high score, since they would have no standard of comparison.
“An attack on par with a half-step Spirit Transformation cultivator!” The moment the charging of several ship cannons was nearly complete, Qingshan Li sensed an immense surge of energy.
Early the next morning, Jiang Yuan, dressed in a long khaki trench coat, black sunglasses, black ankle boots, and carrying a black leather bag, looked like some wealthy young lady out on the town. Together with Jiang Sheng, who was dressed almost identically, she got into Leader Chu’s military jeep.