Volume One, Chapter 62: President Jin Registers at the Andrology Department

Jin Yao’s status in Haicheng was, without exaggeration, akin to Zhou Jingdu’s in the capital. People dared to mock Shen Chaowu, but none would dare mock Jin Yao.

After all, there’s an old saying: the mighty dragon cannot suppress the local snake. Haicheng was undeniably Jin Yao’s territory. Zhou Jingdu’s influence spanned wide, but if Jin Yao were to risk everything, he could still take a vicious bite out of Zhou Jingdu. This was precisely why Ning Yusheng had set his sights on Jin Yao.

With his gaze lowered, Jin Yao faced Zhou Jingdu squarely for the first time. His aura was no less formidable, his smile polite and measured. “Has President Zhou’s leg recovered?” He deliberately touched upon Zhou Jingdu’s sore spot.

Zhou Jingdu absentmindedly rubbed his fingertips, his tone equally indifferent...

Xiaoyu stretched out his hands, his face twisted and contorted in anguish. Enduring the pain that felt as though his heart were being gouged out with a knife, he wrapped his arms around her body—her decayed, crumbling form, her skin shattered like glass, her face as dry and lifeless as a mummy, once-lustrous hair now pale as snow.

“…” Cang Yuan and Qian Ji stood bewildered in the wind, realizing they had been duped, wondering what they’d been doing just moments ago.

Ji Fangfei lifted his hand away, sidestepped him, entered the room, and sat on the bed, truly beginning to report on work.

To fulfill this task, these warriors had devoted themselves as craftsmen for many solid years.

“What the hell is this?” In barely three seconds—yes, just three seconds—two people were dead already. It was simply inconceivable. Was there really an expert lurking in this map?

In a frenzy, Solitary Rain launched himself at the remaining four massive tentacles, his face ashen, panting heavily.

The laughter of a family of three in the amusement park still echoed, the increasing awards on the wall and the praise of his parents had not faded, nor had the celebration when his parents had finally saved enough for a new house. His father, drunk and weeping, painted dreams of a bright future for him and his mother.

All conflicts converged on three points: first, rescuing Loli; second, resolving the Luo Group’s stock crisis; third, striking back against the Wei family.

Ignoring the mud caked on his soles, Li Nan mimicked the others, stumbling forward.

Faced with such a deadly predicament, if there was a sliver of hope to clear his name, it would require a thorough severance.

Then I laughed. I laughed at Ah Dai’s mastery of idioms, how he used them with such flair—even “unstoppable flow” could be wielded so creatively.

“No matter who you are, whether Islamic or Catholic, this is not a place you can come and go as you please. Since you’re here, stay!” The fox did not bother to act, his tone brooking no argument.

“What if the Hong Kong triads intervene, or the Taiwanese gangs?” Qian Hui was unconcerned about the Hangzhou gangs making any big moves—he’d survived on this patch of land for so long, he knew the local gangs inside out. But he dared not provoke the Hong Kong or Taiwanese gangs.

Geng Yu’er silently told herself, if Li Tuo were to softly say her name, she would throw herself into his embrace, without a second thought.

Song Xianting hurriedly plunged his hands into the warm water bag beside him, finally relieving his uncontrollable shivers.

A thunderous roar echoed. Dracula flashed a satisfied smile, declaring, “From today, your rookie training is over!” Then he left, hands clasped behind his back.

The archer, seeing his arrow hit its mark, did not pause. Arrow after arrow flew, each bringing down a fireball, and the blazing inferno that shrouded the sky gradually thinned.

At the time, Mad God had no idea what Joker meant. By chance, he saw a scene on television: in “Hero,” Broken Sword wrote two characters on the ground in answer to Nameless.

But he wasn’t finished. He continued, “Because of this, I learned to survive alone. My brother, he... sigh!” At this point, his sorrow was evident. He rubbed his aching brow, unable to regain his composure for a long while.

The Hengduan Mountains were still quite close to the abandoned desert. If one had the strength, following the range would be the shortest route. But Liu Qitian lacked the perseverance, and could only plan a new path.

His lips brushed Murong Xun’s face as delicately as a dragonfly skimming the water. Murong Xun stiffened, then turned away, refusing to look at him.

“Don’t worry, I have confidence. If it really blows up, so much the better. I’ll find Xuefeng every day, hold her, and daydream.” Chen Yi spoke excitedly, leaving everyone feeling helpless.

The shield, twisted by Heli’s heavy strike, shimmered with a strange metallic luster, warping into a kaleidoscope of colors, then slowly recovered its original shape.

Some well-off families slaughtered livestock in succession. “No matter what, we can’t let our allies go hungry.” Many citizens not only contributed money but took the lead in promoting the cause. Some even traveled to other cities to spread the word.

Rows nine and ten held priests and clerics at the rear, strengthening the group’s combat power and restoring HP. The last row consisted of assassin scouts, guarding against enemies targeting the priests and clerics.

Wang Ben, after surrendering, made Gao Qi the vanguard, joined Zhou Bo and others, and led the entire army north, through Dai Commandery, into the border stronghold of Yanguo, Shanggu.

“I am the employer, the wages are set by me. Where have you seen a worker complain the boss pays too much?” Harry didn’t accept it, countering instead.

Everyone found it amusing! Though it was true, it had nothing to do with them. Who would offend the auction house for no reason? Only a few quietly discussed it; no one stood up to support Harry’s view.

“Do you trust me?” Su Yao’s eyes were bloodshot, somewhat frightening, with dark circles under them, utterly haggard.

This made Li Yuanhao feel it necessary to spur the soldiers’ morale. But when their party reached the front row, they were surprised to find that the supposedly East Xia army opposite was rigorously arrayed.

He reached into the pot, took out a chunk of meat, and began to devour it with both hands. Kang Cain seemed invigorated as well; he liked such bold men, perhaps because his own veins carried Shandong blood.