Volume One, Chapter 58: This Ning'er Is Not the Same Ning'er
Qin Keling was indeed both arrogant and fearful; she instinctively glanced back, afraid that the King of Hell might be standing right behind her. To her relief, the office was empty except for themselves. She walked over, staring at her with a half-smile, half-glare, “You’re so arrogant, aren’t you? Feeling proud, are you?”
Wu Zhi’s visits to the pleasure house in Qingzhou had already earned him mockery from his three wives at home. Now, with all of them expecting, as a man, he felt guilty for not being able to stay by their side. If he were to exploit this moment to seek out women of the night, wouldn’t that make him a beast?
Still simmering with indignation, Da Heng gazed at Chu Yan’s departing figure, then turned to glance at Qiao Qiao. Something seemed to dawn on him; he scratched his head, distractedly watching the twists and turns of the bidding for the Azure-Winged Wolf King’s pelt.
This round of warfare had come to an end. We had crushed the Burning Legion’s attempt to encircle the Alliance from north and south, and for a time, we could enjoy a period of stability.
“Mystery, great achievement,” Wei Yuan-kai muttered, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Just as Zuo Zhengde thought he would agree, Wei Yuan-kai gestured for Chen Ji to come over.
But things were different now. Even with his eyes open, he could see nothing at all. Surrounded by boundless darkness, Roy had no idea where he was. One thing was certain: it all had something to do with the black eye.
“You can come take a look first. It’s a Boeing 767-300, specially modified; its safety and comfort are top-notch. At two hundred million dollars, it’s an absolute steal. If I didn’t dislike the interior decor, I’d have bought it myself,” Old Tom laughed.
“That’s not necessarily true. As long as the phone is switched on, it must transmit its signal through a relay station. From which relay station, you can roughly estimate the phone’s location,” He Chang’an remarked from the side.
In politics, there were few people he could truly consult. Although Sasalion and Melvin had reached a certain level, they still lagged behind Falik. Coupled with suspicions after conversations with Varian, he too felt there was no one who could help him resolve his troubles in this area.
Since Zhu Siqi knew Zhao Kai’s address and confirmed that there were no coded words in their communication, Zhu Siqi wasted no time in astonishment and immediately left the place, instructing He Xu not to make any unusual noises. He might return early the next morning.
Though he knew Old Tom was helping him for certain reasons, whatever those may be, the fact remained that Old Tom had indeed lent him a hand this time. He couldn’t simply turn his back on him because of possible ulterior motives—that was not Gao Xi’s way.
Few knew of this tale until the duel drew near and rumors spread. Who could have imagined that Xiao Feng, once only at the Body-Refining stage, would in just a few years grow strong enough to challenge the old Wolf King head-on?
As the group dug more than four meters into the ground, suddenly, with Liu Yan’s shovel striking down, a series of “crashing” sounds burst forth from beneath the snow layer.
Diana pressed her body close against Lin Li’s chest, quietly savoring this moment of peace that belonged to the two of them.
Tong Guan’s urgent desire to seize the secrets of Yanjing for the late emperor was already well known—at least everyone in the main tent understood it. Zong Shidao had no wish to compete; even if the Liao Kingdom handed over Yanjing, he would let Tong Guan take it first. Yet Li Yanqing’s speculation made Zong Shidao’s expression change.
He decided to seek out Mei Shuang first, since he was most familiar with her. Besides, Mei Zhenzhi’s cultivation was higher than Mei Shuang’s, and she should be able to take care of herself.