Chapter 62: First, Mow the Judges

Slipping out of the crowd of students leaving No. 2 Middle School, Fang Xinghe went to mooch another big meal.

Chen Danya hosted, while Li Qigang, Zhao Changtian, and Chen Sihe kept them company, chatting freely about everything under the sun.

The topic mainly centered on the recent commotion; the aftershocks of this matter had not yet faded, and everyone's enthusiasm for discussion was high.

"You can calm down; that is especially good!"

Regarding Fang Xinghe's voluntary silence, everyone was praising him.

"Reaching the peak of fame and retreating bravely from the torrent,

but now the entire dragon vein is shaking; immediately, countless giant trees burst from the ground, startled birds cried strangely in the sky with wings brushing against wings, forming clouds that blocked out the sun and sky, thousands upon thousands of wild beasts ran wildly in all directions, and countless snakes, rats, insects, and ants emerged from underground.

Last night was, after all, the wedding night; he wasn't even allowed to get on the bed, let alone have someone hold him up—it was simply impossible.

As if to confirm his guess, Yelu Qi slowly stepped out from behind Xiu Ming. When that Commandant saw his face, he was so frightened he immediately knelt down.

After saying goodbye to Fan Cheng just now, he hurried home, thinking to personally cook some food for An Ning and the child, but he didn't expect to be a step too late.

Although Zhang Ziqi was an Imperial Guard, having served as an official in the court for many years, he rarely interacted with any of the ministers in the court; he didn't even exchange many words with them. Even during the morning court session, he would sometimes be forgotten by people.

Within a single day, two critical condition notices were issued; doctors and nurses were almost constantly guarding Lan Xiangting's hospital room, and those waiting outside did not leave their posts for a single step.

The mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang; Shen Ke was startled. Who could it be at such a late hour?

After taking a bite of hawthorn, Shen Mingle directly picked up the plate and walked out, not wanting the Western Regions Princess to eat that plate of hawthorns.

"Report," a guard entered, whispered a few words in the Princess's ear, then stood up and walked straight out. Seeing her leave without saying a word, Shen Rong jumped directly out of the window.

After seeing Rong Shaoqing off, Grandpa Long was now hurrying back to his Yiwan Villa; if necessary, he had even prepared to go to Luyuan Peak to join the team.

In a flash, under the shocked gaze of the black-clad men, a radius of several hundred meters fell under Si Ye's rule.

February Red also didn't expect that shouting Shen Huai's name casually would not only fail to make him wary but instead make him give up struggling.

After he finished speaking, he stopped staring at Lin Shuang's face, withdrew his hand, turned his back, and prepared to change Lin Shuang's clothes.

The remaining dozen or so hospitals did not rule out the possibility of signing contracts; it was just that the representatives who came to participate in the event were not the top leaders, so they dared not make a decision on the spot.

Su Rouqing suddenly laughed loudly; her waist seemed unable to withstand it for even a moment. Though she was still youthful, was this not a different kind of beauty, even with her flamboyant display?

Just as they were eating, Jiu Xi came down, sat beside Gu's mother, acted spoiled toward Gu's mother for a while, and then picked up a sandwich to eat.

Dad has a brother who is the boss of a bathhouse; if you go there, the admission fee is definitely waived, drinks are unlimited, and when spending the night in the rest hall, you can even watch a Hollywood blockbuster.

In order to obtain the Dao Fruit's blessings, many top-tier geniuses were striving to catch up with Qiu Guan, and were even more worried that the Tianqi Emperor's Son would catch up.

However, judging from Luo Lingyan's expression, the Heavenly Guardian Deity and the White Jade Deity must have held extremely high prestige in the Luo family's historical records; otherwise, they would not have been recorded in the ancestral instructions.

Just now, he had stood at the hospital room door for a long time, watching Sheng Huai's every move through the glass, and watching Su Yun's helpless pleading.

On the contrary, Qin Xiaoxiao was so shy that her face turned completely red; she lowered her head and followed Lin Xiao's steps closely, too embarrassed to make a sound.

The reactions of the other company commanders were much the same as Wei Gang's; some even dug their ears, suspecting they had heard wrong.

His figure was slender, his temperament scholarly, and he radiated an air of nobility that could not be dispersed or blown away.