Chapter Thirty: Ji Han Is Forced to Entertain His Parents in Gaudy Costume

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What she had endured that night had been far too perilous. She had probably never imagined that anything like it could happen to her. After surviving such an inconceivable danger and upheaval, it was indeed difficult to trust anyone again, Li Congjing thought.

Zhong Ningning’s shameless yet sophistic argument bore more than a passing resemblance to his own. She had clearly come to steal his business, yet had dressed it up as saving lives and healing the wounded.

“Imitating me?” Elder Cao narrowed his eyes slightly. His right hand withdrew in a flash, reaching for Jiang Chen’s wrist as well.

“I didn’t deliberately do the opposite. Raising the price was part of the plan from the beginning; this merely happened to occur at the same time.” It was rare for Jiang Chen to say so much.

The demon-barbarian warriors in War Zone Eleven were suffering terribly. Heart Demon Chen Zong’s combat strength was simply overwhelming. Wherever he passed, everything was reduced to ashes, greatly easing the pressure on the human side.

“I must go! Even if there is only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, I am willing to stake my life on it!” A resolute expression appeared on Fan Taohua’s delicately charming face as she spoke with absolute certainty.

“Jiang Chen, if you dare cause trouble again, I will not let you off lightly.” Yue Dong was furious, and was nearly driven to turn against him.

Three figures burst simultaneously from the pitch-black center of the dim vortex, appearing in the void. Chen Zong immediately sensed that the cold nether aura clinging to his body was rapidly dissipating, like a rootless duckweed unable to survive in this stretch of space.

Time slowly wore everything away. A month later, no one cared anymore whether Su Hu was alive or dead. By then, more than a dozen elderly officials at court had suddenly chosen to retire and return to their hometowns.

Zhang Yao watched King Zhou depart, then took in the expressions of the many feudal lords. Some were terrified, some seethed with suppressed anger, some remained unmoved, and others secretly rejoiced.

Gu Jiangzhi’s knife scraped against the plate, producing a shrill sound. Lin Yiwan hurriedly covered her ears.

Wan Qi, however, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the situation remained within acceptable limits. An extraordinary treasure like this would be too good to be true if it could simply be obtained with a wave of one’s hand.

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The remark was both flattering and a veiled indication that those people were not to be trifled with, leaving everyone in a pleasant mood while teaching them to retreat in the face of difficulty.

Besides, the original purpose of this agreement was merely to prevent her from becoming physically entangled with him. Looking back now, she realized that making such a decision had indeed been the right choice.

Zheng Qiaoshan was frantic. He did not even know how to organize his thoughts. His mind was full of things he wanted to say, yet when they reached his lips, they came out in no coherent order at all.

Zhou Yi did not stand on ceremony. He accepted the money, opened the red paper in full view of everyone, counted it once to make sure the amount was correct, and then put it into his backpack.

“Since you want to play, I’ll play along.” Facing the eyes of the crowd, I no longer retreated.

“Yunchen and I truly love each other. What right did she have to occupy Mrs. Mu’s position? The fate she suffered was entirely of her own making!” Recalling the past, Yu Meiling screamed like a madwoman.

Lu Huaishen’s face gradually came into focus before her eyes. Backlit, his tall, sharply defined features formed a deep silhouette, and his brows and eyes were filled with fierce heroism. Yet at that moment, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, his gaze dark and profound, radiating a dangerous aura.

Zheng Qiaoshan knocked on the door. After hearing permission to enter, he first pressed down the handle, then waved cheerfully at Qi Ruiming as a greeting.

Just as Mo Yiyue turned around to leave, a large number of demon soldiers suddenly surged out behind her. In an instant, they surrounded her on the mountain cliff.

“Where’s Keigo?” Ian grabbed a servant at random, wanting to find out Atobe’s whereabouts. He had not seen Atobe for an entire day.

“Why? No reason! She simply is not allowed to leave!” Dong Ling pointed at Madam Du. This was what she deserved to endure. Unless she personally experienced the pain of losing her own child, she would never understand what it truly meant to love and cherish her son.

Without spirit talismans, I could only rely on the Thunder God’s Hammer to hold out desperately. To make the hammer unleash its proper power, I had to infuse every strike with spiritual energy.

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Following the direction indicated by the middle-aged man, Sheng Ruosi looked across the road and saw Xiao Yunqi leaning against a black Maybach, smoking.

The noisy tavern was filled with a clamorous din. Chu Shuiyao and Lu Xiao sat opposite Mu Yuncheng. Both women were pregnant now, and they had come with Mu Yuncheng because they feared that the Three Gods might disregard his wishes and forcibly keep him at God-Transformation Peak.

He gave a bitter laugh. He had never imagined that he would end his life in this dark, lightless cavern. Had he known, he would have fought the demon sword with all his strength. Even if he had been reduced to ashes in the Myriad-Blade Demon Wind, at least he would have lived and died alongside everyone else. That would still have been better than rotting and growing mold in this dark, damp underground lair.

Nearly everyone’s gaze fell upon Sheng Huanxin. Xiao Yunqi was no exception. Clearly, they were all waiting for her answer.

Suddenly, the long swords in the pool seemed to have sensed something—or perhaps been startled by some unseen force—and began trembling one after another. Mu Yuncheng came back to himself, only to discover that his grandfather had somehow appeared beside him.

He climbed the hillside alone, choosing footholds among the rocks. Bracing himself against the cracks in the steep cliff face, he slowly made his way upward.

As I spoke, I threw the beer bottle in my hand to Wang Er. After catching it, Wang Er said nothing. He walked over and smashed the bottle directly against Black Brother’s head.

After beating up wild dogs for a while longer, I finally got a piece of equipment. When I walked over and saw what it looked like, I could not help laughing.

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