Chapter 199: Award Ceremony: Cao Sheng Takes the Stage

At 10 a. m., the first-ever Online Literature Awards ceremony began beneath the banyan tree.

Several leaders from Magu were present; the highest-ranking was a Secretary-General, along with leaders from literary associations of several other cities.

Representatives from over ten publishing houses on the mainland, as well as seven or eight from Taiwan, were also invited.

Many media reporters came as well.

Some stood in front with cameras, others set up video recorders at the back.

Invited participants

When night fell, the distinctive neon signs of the old district flickered on one after another.

He was like that—following his instincts, hating what he hated, liking what he liked, living freely and flamboyantly.

In the end, the two went for Japanese food; the restaurant was authentically Japanese, quiet and serene, and Gao Sui ordered a tatami private room.

Bai Jianan blinked, rubbed his ear, then looked down and let out a soft chuckle, not knowing what to say.

Jianyue frowned to retort, but saw Shangguan Ting already rise, wave at her, and walk away.

The man still said nothing; he lowered his eyelids, hiding the exhaustion he could no longer conceal.

Ye Xi and Qiaoqiao finished shopping at the maternity and baby store, both feeling tired and hungry, so they went to a nearby shop to eat something.

Qingqian climbed onto the soft couch—were these two maids still not done kneeling? The sound of their knees hitting the floor made her own knees ache, even though she had knelt down without a word.

"Mom, how could you think that? It's not true—don't overthink it." Wen Wan spoke simply, and Ye Xi understood: the woman felt unsafe in this unfamiliar environment, and she didn't think this place was any better.

Vast waves of black light spread outward; the golden dragon pierced through the black light and plunged into the new light barrier. Its entire body resembled a colossal lightning bolt, instantly piercing through the entire great array.

This caused the other clan heads to draw in sharp breaths; their gazes toward Xu Tian unconsciously carried genuine awe. The more they understood Xu Tian, the more powerful and terrifying he seemed—most of all, utterly inscrutable.

All knowledge, awareness, memory, and information related to it would vanish—this was a death more complete than death itself.

Conversely, under these circumstances, the principle behind this statement was vast, profound—indeed, it was tailored precisely for such a situation.

Under Gao Fei's coercion, Monkey and Rhinoceros reluctantly jumped down; Gao Fei followed right after, leaping into the volcano.

Guo Tao's gaze searched for something, and the object he sought had already been found by Zhang Shaobian—the insulated pliers clutched in his hand.

"Changle, congratulations on winning this brutal competition—you had great luck today," Tong Qing smiled as he offered his congratulations to Lü Changle.

When Tianxuan Zunzhe spoke these words, his face was still blank, as if still puzzling over that bizarre moment.

Wang Fan's eyes glinted coldly; at that moment, Xiao Liang rushed over, bowed, and whispered a few words to Li Yang—the voice was low, but it didn't escape Wang Fan's hearing.

The original dantian position was filled with abundant true qi, yet now, in one corner, there existed a distinct, unmistakable presence.

For such a thing to happen within the same dormitory was truly no longer tolerable.

Li Tianchen's body was shaken by surging forces, roaring like a tidal wave—these were the star energies, transformed into Buddhist power, relentlessly striking his body as if trying to burst outward.

These judges, though perhaps inferior to Lao Lü, were seasoned veterans in the jade gambling world, renowned for their fairness and integrity; their appraised prices were accepted without objection by all.