Chapter 294: One Punch Can Make You Cry for a Long Time

After the award ceremony, most mainland celebrities didn’t attend the victory banquet.

Qi Hao and An Feng didn’t go either.

His reason was simple: Xu Ke had invited him and An Feng for drinks.

As for whether others believed it… whatever.

Qi Hao no longer cared what anyone thought.

If someone felt uncomfortable, they should go see a doctor.

The next day, Qi Hao and An Feng didn’t leave immediately; they stayed in Xiangjiang for a few days.

After a morning of hectic filming, the final scene ended with the director’s “Cut.” As people dispersed, Li Jiang suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Wan as she was leaving.

Thinking this way, Liu Meiniang regained her former boldness, walked behind Long Han, picked up a towel, and began wiping his back.

A Bai Yujing who still lacked control over his power might have been killed by sacrificing lives to fill the gap—but under these circumstances, trying to kill him now was pure fantasy; if they delayed further, everyone might die here.

Long Han waved off the old man’s bow and only then realized: this old man was the same one who had complained in the tavern earlier. He and this man were clearly connected by fate.

Looking at Cai Yi, who had shrunk into the wooden tub out of shyness, Long Han said to Liu Meiniang, who was also slightly embarrassed.

“Rise,” Gu Qiuqiao said coolly. “I’ll do my best to protect you.” For her, protecting the two of them wasn’t hard—but they deserved a lesson for always mocking others in the village with such arrogance; such behavior came at a price.

Lan Mi immediately had 5823 scan the pill in her palm. After the system analyzed its composition, the results came back: it contained large amounts of heavy metals—the same ancient poison known as Wu Shi San, which caused addiction.

Jiang Hongcao was actually related to the Empress—no wonder he dared be so arrogant and commit every evil act in the village.

USB Television is one of South Korea’s three major networks, and the only privately owned one among them; the other two are state-run.

Gu Qianqian glanced at the kitchen and saw that all the ingredients were already prepared: washed, chopped, and even the soup—a prepared chicken broth—was ready.

The unfinished castle was called Langya Castle, named for its jagged shape like fangs jutting from the nearby Langlang Mountains, controlling the surrounding mines, medicinal herbs, the emerging town below, and key military passes.

The only one kept in the dark was Chu Ma; Chu Ba and Chu Yun both knew Long Liuxi and Ning Ye were cultivators. Chu Ba, as Jiangcheng’s richest man, had prior ties to the Dao Alliance, while Chu Yun learned of it from her unreliable brother, Chu Ran.

At first, he thought the Demon Sect simply wanted to free the demons—after all, the world was growing more chaotic; perhaps the demonic path sensed pressure and wanted the demons to step forward as shields?

Previously, they had believed they stood at the pinnacle of this world; even when surrounded by many superhumans, they were confident they could escape if they chose to.

“Why?” Mo Song couldn’t help but believe Fan Junjie’s words—it had no logical basis, yet he trusted him utterly, deep in his heart.

Although the words had come from her own mouth, Chu Yun herself was utterly bewildered afterward, completely unaware why she had said those strange, incomprehensible things.

Unfortunately, the Qing Dynasty later reimposed strict bans on civilian research and manufacturing of such things—anyone caught would be executed.

Just as Long Xing was stunned by this final divine artifact, a massive bell rang out.

However, after hearing the Monkey King say this, the Jade Emperor felt relieved—his earlier suspicion that the Monkey King had conspired with the Buddha to trick him was clearly unfounded.