Chapter 60: Such a Good Thing Exists?

"Wang Shun."
"At your service, sir!"
"You three are responsible for three tasks. First, order tables and chairs—they must be of a finer quality than those in any tavern in Liangzhou City. Second, recruit fifty young and beautiful women. Third, have exquisite and unified uniforms made for everyone," Xu Muyu instructed.
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"Of course not you! My boy, this is simply not something you could pull off!" said Mr. Zhong.
"Fine, I'm heading over," I said, ending the call right after agreeing. Damn it, Old Bai really plays it high-end, using a satellite phone. Still, for a meticulous assassin, using a satellite phone indeed avoids wiretapping.
I murmured to Jiaqi, holding her in my arms, while she stared blankly at the ash-blue sky brushed with a thin layer of dusky ink-yellow.
Let me provide you with a few rather useful pieces of intelligence! I heard that members of the Gelaohui, the Foo Ching Gang, the 14K, and others have come to the Imperial City. You probably don't know these gang members, but they are all Chinese. I suppose they mean no harm and are mostly here to help you. We can help you get in touch with them.
"What the fuck..." I was furious. To be cuckolded to this extent—if I didn't explode, I'd have to be a fool.
"It's just that they didn't expect a good number of plainclothes police officers to be lying in ambush inside Lilac Park, which is why their reaction and handling were extremely swift," Peng Bo said indifferently, showing no trace of vexation, frustration, anger, or self-reproach in his voice or expression.
She still insisted she was fine, but I always felt the injury was too bizarre, involuntarily reminding me of the martial arts from wuxia novels, such as the Iron Sand Palm.
Li Na and Wu Fanluo were not quite as vehement in their reactions, but they weren't much better either. Wu Fanluo laughed so hard tears came out.
Madame Jin was overjoyed upon hearing this. Both of the Prince's concubines were much younger than her and also better looking, and the Prince hadn't rested in her courtyard for several days now.
As Shunzi spoke, he wore a look of adoration, which gave me the creeps. If he knew that this omnipotent and sanctimonious Daoist Priest Liu was actually a blood-drinking demon, what would he think?
Li Ting's phrasing was concise and to the point, every sentence striking at the core, allowing one to instantly conjure up a breathtaking scene of murder.
"Senior Brother Zeng, wouldn't it have been better if you had taken them directly as disciples of Rosy Cloud Peak just now? Why tell us?" Fairy Yuyan asked with a faint, ambiguous smile.
Suyan Ge was trying to think as positively as possible right now. After all, the pain would only manifest sooner. Shen Yan had called her over—could it be that she had already started feeling the pain?
Right now, with Tang Chuan's life hanging in the balance, the remnant soul had resorted to some trump card! The remnant soul should have no reason to go to such lengths for the young master's life, especially since they hadn't known each other for long. This was presumably one of the reasons why Yange was astonished. Of course, what shocked Yange the most was the remnant soul's puppet technique.
Although A-yan's family background was not weak, it was still somewhat unequal when pitted against these imperial princes, given the difference in status.
Xiao Yun was somewhat lost in thought. He remembered that when he displayed exceptionally formidable cultivation talent during the awakening ceremony, the looks in the eyes of some elders weren't joyful or ecstatic at all; instead, they carried a trace of worry.
The ten Divine Mechanism Camp cultivators standing grimly behind Dongfang Lingmu remained motionless, their expressionless faces hidden behind masks. The wind still teased the red robes they wore, producing a faint, rustling snap.
Five people came from the Yang family, and five from the Yan family as well. Perhaps because the Fang family was a newly risen clan, they sent more people, likely wanting to display their family's heritage.
Shuiling knew he was holding the "Jingwei Stone" in his right hand, so she hurriedly withdrew her leg to dodge. However, Feiye changed his move mid-air; landing on the ground, he abruptly sprang up and threw a direct, upward punch with his left hand, striking Shuiling's jaw with the Rising Dragon Punch of Lushan.