Volume One, Chapter 22: Shen Chaowu’s Identity

Shen Chaowu had no idea. She did not know how her fate had changed—how different it was from her previous life. Instead of handing her over to Steward Zhou, Yue Zhi had brought her to Zhou Jingdu, and an inexplicable conversation had ensued. Shen Chaowu’s mind was in disarray.

It wasn’t until she received the notice from the Shen Group, informing her to report to work, that some clarity returned. After deleting the message, she looked at the man before her again; the disrespect and fear in her eyes faded a little. She carefully considered her words: “How do you plan to deal with me?”

She was quick to read the situation. She understood that, right now, she was like a grasshopper—no matter how much she struggled, she could not escape Zhou Jingdu’s grasp.

Zhou Jingdu pushed his wheelchair to the window; the drizzle outside had begun to intensify...

“Demon’s Bite” activated. In an instant, three-headed crocodile demons appeared at three angles around the Skeleton King’s left foot, each gaping maw clamping down on a section of his leg bone. The next moment, they began to spin wildly.

Night after night, the moonlight shimmered. She turned around, her almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks brightened with an ambiguous smile.

Yuan Li’s palm radiated a trace of spiritual energy; as soon as he struck, there was the sound of wind and thunder. At this moment, it felt as if even the air twisted from the power of his blow.

A flash of red light streaked by, followed by a thunderous boom. An explosion erupted before the three of them, a powerful shockwave scattering smoke and dust in all directions.

And on this very day, the title “Evil Emperor” resounded throughout the entire Central Region, shocking everyone. No one had expected that such a terrifying figure still existed on Dragon Star Heaven Land.

Kakarov looked deeply troubled. He absently fiddled with the fork in his hand, moving it around the plate without making a sound. His dry lips were licked and pressed together over and over, betraying his reluctance.

“Very well! Then let everyone listen attentively! I hope someone can stay until I finish my performance.” As her words fell, she soared gracefully into the air like a fairy. A purple ancient zither appeared out of nowhere, floating silently before her.

This time, Zhou Yunying said little—for she did not wish to offend Lin Shuang. If Xiang Feng truly killed Lu Zizhen and took out Tian Guihua, then disposing of her would be no trouble at all.

From the first moment Wudao laid eyes on the young girl, the mask hiding his face began to burn hot.

With a violent crash and billowing black smoke, rocks tumbled endlessly. The two figures split apart. Lu Qi, panting heavily, glared fiercely at the crane across from him.

After all, this was the opportunity Robert had been waiting for ever since he joined the X Consortium, and he believed that this might be his only chance to compete with Bi Qianmo.

“Alright, go ahead!” Qiao Qin was determined to sever all ties with Su Zhinian, so she did not refuse.

“Hello everyone, I’m Seamus Finnigan.” Seamus also stepped forward to introduce himself.

The Marquis of Wu’s expression grew worse and worse. He was beginning to realize that things might not be as simple as they appeared. Having lived for so many years, he was no fool; in fact, he was shrewder than most and quick to grasp the truth.

“Chengran, can’t we talk things through? Why did you have to run away from home?” Xin Yifan asked Li Chengran with concern.

Thus, you could often witness a scene: some people flocked eagerly to a certain food, while others wished it would disappear forever.

The stone carving was ugly, and no matter how long Ke Qingyun scrutinized it, she couldn’t figure out what it was supposed to depict.

As soon as the box was opened, a strange fragrance wafted out. It smelled somewhat like a certain brand of perfume from Earth, but much fainter, and the scent was oddly intoxicating.

Stepping into the wooden cabin, surrounded by pitch blackness, Ke Qingyun was about to speak when she heard a series of “puff puff” sounds at her ear. One by one, the candelabras lit up, gradually illuminating the interior.

At the same time, HSBC, as an important British bank, maintained a significant partnership with Tangning Street, holding a position equal to that of the Governor of Hong Kong.

It encompassed punches, kicks, painful joint locks, throws, chokes, and holds. Jiu-jitsu emphasized using force against force, turning the opponent’s strength back upon them, and employing smart, effective techniques to counter brute strength and attack.

“Talu!” Molly called out. Handling raw ingredients was too disgusting for a princess; her only duty was to turn the prepared ingredients into delicious dishes.

“This is what you call Harry being safe?” Sylvia thought to herself that he’d only be safe if the Muggles locked him up for a lifetime. Such a big incident—flying a car at night in the Muggle world—yet she hadn’t heard a whisper of it from the Ministry of Magic. She really didn’t know what they were doing.

At the instant the two made contact, an ethereal red glow flashed across Chishouro’s Nichirin Blade. The spinning wind blade jerked, then dissipated into a gentle breeze.

Besides, his third fiancée lived more than a thousand kilometers away; there was no rush to see her.

Fred and George, however, acted as if they were merely pouring themselves a glass of water, completely unconcerned about Filch’s fate.

To increase production efficiency, Gao Zhicheng summoned Factory Director Sun, along with two R&D engineers recruited from the mainland—Zhang Jike and Wang Youyan—to his office to discuss production capacity and research.

Unfortunately, after arriving in Farlan, the “Ghost Hunter” trait had lost its effect against this entirely new category of monsters.

At the same time, the factory’s name was changed to Zhongtian Industries Ltd., operating in the field of all kinds of toys...

Leng Xian’s lips curled slightly as she leaned close and whispered, “Do you really think I won’t dare?” As she spoke, she pulled the thread tight, and it sliced through the skin, drawing droplets of blood.

Qi Ran Jun looked at him with a dark expression. If Qianqian hadn’t entrusted him with this, he would never have sought out this man, who was as hopeless as a puddle of mud.

She stared blankly at the empty room, lost in thought. After a while, she lifted her right hand again, palm down, and softly recited one of the simpler summoning incantations, but nothing happened.

The shapes of the two beasts became clearer as they ran toward Xuemeng, with a massive magical pet following close behind.

But after only a few steps, she was stopped by Qi Ranxi: “Wait, I have something to tell you.” The two exchanged a knowing look, and in the end, Qianqian followed her up to the hospital rooftop.

Later, for the sake of the throne, he could not be with Han Linlin openly. To win over the Su family and gain the support of Su Yi, the god of war of Tianlan, he chose Su Xia.

“The Grand Mansion and the Imperial Palace—at this point, it seems the Grand Mansion is more likely to win the bid.” Judging by the CEO’s decision to stay at the Grand Mansion Hotel, he must have already known that this bid was destined for the Grand Mansion, which explained his confident flattery of the boss.

From the tablet came Lin Yuanlan’s screams, each louder than the last. Ning Yuanlan couldn’t help but hug herself; such terror was all too familiar, as if she had experienced it herself before.