Volume One, Chapter 25: Hands-On Instruction! Boss Tang’s Second Employee Has Arrived!

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After being beaten by Tian Peng, he realized he wasn’t as strong as he thought and wondered why he hadn’t used his head or considered the consequences.
He only learned later about what Yang Yuehua had done, but if Brother Tongyang really blamed him for it, he couldn’t deny responsibility.
Unlike Zhuang Ance and the others, who had reformed and were known in both the court and Mount Shu for their rehabilitation, he was in a different position.
“Your brother can drain so much of my vital energy and spiritual power in one breath, and you call that ‘decent comprehension’???”
At these words, Bai Meiyu remained cold and expressionless, but the four Kings of Light present in the great hall were visibly unsettled, each showing strange expressions.
If Qin Lu hadn’t witnessed Qin Qingyue burning the secret manual, he would have firmly believed that the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique was one of the Seven Volumes of Heavenly Evolution.
Everyone vaguely remembered what happened last time when Venus Tai Bai had hyped up Bi Ma Wen—was he the heir to the Jade Emperor?
Now he finally understood: he had been played by Ye Wuji, and had been scared out of his wits by Ye Wuji’s bluffing.
Su Ming approached, sensing the atmosphere was still a bit strange. He wanted to leave but saw that the girls weren’t worried, so he wondered what there was to fear.
Sun Kunqian said, “I don’t mean to disparage Old Lady Shen, but... never mind, I won’t say more.” His expression was grave, tinged with melancholy.
However, if she boldly placed the fruit plate still holding fruit back onto Qi Qingjue’s table, everyone seated nearby would surely be stunned.
Sure enough, as soon as Mo Yuefeng read the beginning, he noticed her gaze had changed; she was instantly absorbed into the story.
He raised his hand and lightly tapped the vein on her hand, indicating that after Lloyd fed on her blood, he had also given her some of his blood; otherwise, she would have become a dried corpse waiting to be discovered in a dark corner, not a vampire.
When they exited the main gate, they saw a handsome young man in full military attire, descending from his steed with heroic bearing. Even the fierce armor couldn’t conceal his noble aura.

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The latter focused all her attention on the Feng residence, waiting for the capital to stabilize before going to Dongping with Qi Qingjue.
The shadows that had clouded her heart vanished instantly; the pressure that came with the identity of the Star Remover and the worries over her unknown origins finally eased somewhat.
At first, Xia Zhian thought he had misheard; then the snores grew louder, and he couldn’t help but laugh. During the red light, he tried to nudge her to change her sleeping position, his hand nearly touching her shoulder before he stopped, shook his own shoulder, and sighed while gazing out the car window.
Mu Wan glanced at the man, realizing that she had only lived in Liyuan for a few days and hadn’t been anywhere except the living room and bedroom.
“Rest well, then we’ll go home,” the man said, stepping out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.
Xiang Zhan pondered; what Yue Dong said made sense. If he met Yue Dong in person, one glance might be enough for Yue Dong to knock him down.
Once, Yan Ranran struggled because love had become too exhausting, too painful.
For example, when Cui Jian said he was single and hadn’t met the right one, Han Meili agreed, then used Cui Jian’s point as a center to cite similar cases, including that of an insurance salesman, and thus the conversation turned to insurance.
After obtaining the special arrows, Ling Wuyuan still didn’t act rashly. Holding bow and arrow in hand, he chose to continue observing the situation before deciding whether to intervene.
Regarding Liu Ci being the prophesied one, he had told his grandson, so Wan Cong was very willing to follow this arrangement.
He was overjoyed inside, unable to imagine that even when dozing off, someone would bring him a pillow—whatever he wished for simply appeared.
“Brother, your strength...” Wan Cong looked at Liu Ci in shock, already noticing that Liu Ci’s power had grown dozens of times stronger.
At this moment, Qian Jiayu, head of the Daocheng branch of the Qian family, finally opened his eyes slowly after everyone had voiced their opinions.
Murong Qingshuang frowned. She understood Chu Yue’s defense of Jiang Xuanhuan, but Zhou Tairan’s words were not entirely without merit.

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Dong Jingtin hurriedly ordered the archers to shoot. The front camp had over two thousand men, with more than eight hundred archers, who immediately unleashed wave after wave of arrow rain.
Just as I had concealed my figure, I swear I wasn’t dreaming—I actually saw a green shadow darting past, like a chivalrous hero from an ancient martial world, flying between the old trees.
Suddenly the door closed, and the candlelight on the birthday cake shone brilliantly, illuminating the entire room.
I was stunned for a moment, then snapped out of it and hurriedly pulled ‘Mao’ the madman to find an exit, since ‘Mao’ was far more skilled than I was; finding a broken exit was no problem for him.
Previously, he had been domineering toward Liang Shanbo because he was an elder at the Yin County government office. Others there either owed him favors, had leverage over him, or looked to his wealth, so they dared to gang up and “bully” the new county magistrate.
When she left Qingcheng, things hadn’t gone smoothly. On the way to the station, Shen Nian woke up, crying uncontrollably. The taxi driver mistook her for a kidnapper and quietly drove to the nearest police station under the dim night.
The darkness and rustling grass stirred Chen Baiqi’s sixth sense. She felt her scalp tingle, and before she could react, the dark necromancer cloak she wore suddenly emitted a black light powerful enough to consume all surrounding energy.
Having finally steadied herself, Shuangyan was waiting for the dizziness to pass when buzzing sounds filled her ears. The words were faint and broken. Looking up, she saw blurry figures. The drunken haze in her mind barely pieced together that her condition was poor.
“I just don’t understand why you transferred the shares to me. Don’t tell me it’s really because of something I said. Rong Jin, your twisted thoughts can’t be changed by just one word from me,” Sheng Ge glared at him, full of suspicion.
Yet at this moment, memories surged forth—those unknown, or rather well-known, days resurfaced, accompanied by a faint bitterness at the corner of her mouth.