Chapter 60

At the time of her investigation, she only had a vague awareness that such an incident had occurred, while the actual events transpiring behind the scenes remained entirely unknown to her.

The Head of the Han family was consumed by rage, his lungs practically bursting with fury as his hand gripped the telephone so tightly that the plastic casing deformed.

Instantly, as if a sudden realization had dawned upon them, everyone present glanced at Zhou Chu, then turned their gaze toward the princess lying upon the daybed, their facial expressions shifting with a kaleidoscope of vivid emotions.

Wen Qiuqiang no longer raised her gaze to look at him, quietly savoring her dessert bite by bite—it was mango flavored.

Having broken his leg, he spent over three months recovering in bed, followed by another two months of rest, before finally returning to classes.

Nearby, the old man sat cross-legged on the ground, shaking his leg in sheer boredom, when Chen Bai's sudden movement startled him thoroughly.

This marked her very first intimate encounter of such close proximity with a man. Though she was already four parts intoxicated, the feeling now surged to seven parts.

On one occasion, President Wang leveraged his connections to snatch a project belonging directly to a branch company, for which he was successfully and thoroughly disciplined.

Luo Yi continued reviewing the manual; once the new system was activated, he would be able to select which company to bind it to.

Zhou Chu had never anticipated that the first visitor to his door would actually be the son of Magistrate Wang, leaving him feeling utterly helpless with laughter and tears alike.

"The families participating in this season's program are all fully prepared," Guo Tao reported to Han Mo. Compared to the first season, the requirements for the families joining the second season were significantly stricter. Although they were ordinary households selected through open auditions, the criteria for their occupations and the overall quality of family members were exceedingly high.

Although Li Ying felt that voicing such thoughts was somewhat improper, it was still far better than having the misfortune actually come to pass.

Just as he stepped outside the courtyard and prepared to leave, Chen Wuji's ears twitched at the sound of Jiang Han's words. He stumbled abruptly, nearly taking a direct fall.

Yet the escape route that Long Fengjiao had carved out for Murong Kunpeng at the cost of her life vanished in a split second. The gigantic golden hand descended once more with the force of a thunderbolt, instantly pinning both Murong Kunpeng and Long Fengjiao to the ground.

Agency brokers with proper connections had long since established ties with Tian Hongyu, leaving the remaining ones without connections to personally approach and pitch their services to Fang Yuan and his entourage.

Zhang Zheng remained on high alert the entire time, guarding against the possibility that Duan Fei might unleash the Heavenly Demonic Sound while roaring in rage. Yet his sensation at this moment was exceptionally bizarre, for Duan Fei's roar carried nothing out of the ordinary.

Shen Yan's actual investment far outweighed his returns, and the fact that his alignment had shifted yet again from "Evil" back to "Neutral" served as undeniable proof.

She was well aware of his current financial shortage coupled with a severe lack of subordinates, which was precisely why she dared to act so audaciously.

He steadfastly maintained his perspective, harboring strong reservations regarding the imperial court's national policy of merging officialdom with commerce and allowing public collusion between bureaucrats and merchants.

Because Crown Prince Feng Pujiang adored wandering through the rivers and lakes, he had befriended numerous contemporary martial arts heroes in addition to Lan Zhengrong.

Outsiders had no way of knowing about Hu Zhen's ruthless "Plan to Slaughter America," and even personnel within the Chinese military remained unaware of the deeper meaning behind his actions. Yet, having secured countless victories under Hu Zhen's command, the majority chose to resolutely execute his orders despite their lack of understanding.

"Roar..." Li Long uttered a painful howl, shattering the sword formed by Ziyuan's gathered magic.

Murong Xue dashed behind Murong Cheng in a flash, clutching the hem of his robe while glaring resentfully at Shen Jie, though the mischievous glimmer in the corners of her eyes was seen clear as day by everyone present.

"Damn it, I actually got dumped into a psychiatric hospital. Damn that Umbrella Corporation." The exceptionally lean man twisted his neck and sat down on one of the beds.

There was even no shortage of people maliciously speculating that the two clubs were collaborating to launder money, though who the ultimate beneficiary was remained unknown.

However, this proved entirely useless, as Arcueid's combat intuition appeared to be extraordinarily formidable. Even though she seemed to have fallen into a completely irrational state at the moment, it did not diminish her combat prowess in the slightest. Almost the exact instant Su Mu unleashed his move, she sidestepped and effortlessly dodged it.

Faced with the Sea Admiral's increasingly fierce onslaught, Su Mu attempted once more to condense a longsword using his magic. Yet, the outcome was identical to before: the weapon was crushed directly into powder the moment they clashed—while her hands bore not a single scratch. This inevitably filled Su Mu with a trace of frustration.

The bellhop was just stepping forward to make inquiries when a silver BMW glided in behind the Santana. Recognizing instantly that these were patrons, the two attendants hurried forward to open the doors and receive them.

"It's your family's affair, why are you looking at me?" Redor tilted her chin up and moved to sit on the opposite side.

Naturally, the State of Lu produced far more than towering luminaries like Confucius; it was also the birthplace of historical figures such as Ji Pingzi and Gongshu Ban.

"I don't know for now, probably so." Mu Mu curled his lips in a shrug, having long since abandoned any notion that he might live happily ever after with his beloved.

"I have it." Right One respectfully presented the money pouch. Earlier, noticing that His Highness had brought no cash, they had intended to offer him theirs, but hesitated to interrupt His Highness's enjoyment of the stroll, resulting in the delay until now.

Who else could play hard-to-get while acting as utterly unbothered as if nothing at all were happening? In this day and age, people who managed to get through life without using their brains were truly a dime a dozen.

Thin wisps of mist drifted through the jungle within the Azure Dragon Valley, casting a hazy glow that breathed a touch of vitality into the tranquil night. Xuanlong lay sideways asleep across a tree branch, cradling a brilliantly golden bronze furnace in his arms.

"..." Gong Shiqin deliberated for a long while, but aside from widening her eyes slightly and softening her smile, she failed to squeeze out even half a tear, her eyelids not even turning red.

The birthday banquet continued into the evening, and once everyone was thoroughly wined and dined, the nighttime fireworks display naturally commenced. This could be described as an annual spectacle, hosted exclusively in celebration of the Emperor's birthday. Occurring once every year, its breathtaking beauty and thrilling splendor never failed to fill hearts with excitement and delight.