Chapter 301

"What are you eating, and you didn't wait for me?"

At that moment, Ruan Hongzhuang walked out of the room wearing her pajamas, her hair disheveled.

"I saw you were so tired, so I thought you'd sleep a little longer," Shen Siyuan said.

Ruan Hongzhuang walked over, leaned down to glance at Shen Siyuan's plate—it was empty, nothing left—but Jiang Tao's plate still had uneaten meat pies.

"I finished mine; I saved your portion. Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

A thousand years ago, this person turned his tomb into a cursed tomb solely for revenge—his heart was certainly not broad.

A powerful current began slowly swirling around Yun Tu, plundering the spiritual energy from all around and drawing it into Yun Tu's body.

At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed from around the corner of the street, clanging against the metal pavement, and a massive figure shuffled out from the turn.

It was already very late after leaving the whitening room; Cang Jiuyao thought she wouldn't get much useful information from Bai Hua's second-tier staff—she'd need to focus on Gu Quanzhen and Zuo Zhengming.

Lu Bu mercilessly berated Lu spiritual energy, all at once. Putting himself in her shoes, Zhang Ren had once slyly dug traps inside Jiament Pass and feigned retreat to lure the attacking forces into pursuit—even Lu Bu himself could easily have fallen for it. To toughen Lu spiritual energy, Lu Bu wouldn't reveal his true thoughts.

That figure left only one message: guard this stele carefully, and never let it be damaged, or great terror would arise! Then the figure vanished again.

After holding it in for so long, Ning Shanshan finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly: "Is anyone here? Help!" This couldn't go on—she'd decided, dying any way was better than suffocating.

The chaotic voice dripped with mockery, and then a sinister aura surged from the black hole behind Yun Tu and Yue Wuchen.

"Get lost! It was just a few coincidental meetings—how dare you make it sound like this! You know nothing! She even shares my surname—obviously, she was born to be one of our Chen family!" Fatty shot back without backing down.

At the last moment, an arm suddenly wrapped around Bian Qingluo's waist, spun her several times, and pulled her body back onto the horse.

"My neighbor's aunt told me—she said… she said my father is in this village," Han Jiangcheng added quickly, as if afraid Jian Yao wouldn't believe him.

Sang Luo wasn't sure He Mingchuan was definitely home, but since he couldn't reach him, he had no choice but to go home and check.

The closer it was to the Network Security Department, the more Epsilon-Rodney-Laser 223 could see the code used in their attacks on Wind One—not through visual feedback, but via infiltration through connections between mobile and computer networks, using multiple encrypted Wi-Fi nodes as jump points.

Not only that, when he opened the private room's door, his tall, burly assistant—who had been waiting outside—immediately crouched down before him, and he leaned onto the man's back.

Li Chang'an was dreaming he was biting into a soft, crispy chicken leg. Strange—why did this chicken leg smell so foul? Instantly uneasy, he tried to slap it away, but the stench wouldn't fade—he shook his head, then opened his eyes.

Qin Wushuang remained silent—not because he didn't want to speak, but because he was still pondering how to solve this problem.

After a while, an elderly man with white hair walked over, accompanied by a man who looked around thirty, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

When Gu Fei was at Chenxing, he had never seen this potential in him. Originally, he planned to make one final difficulty for Gu Fei—if Gu Fei backed down, he'd win Lin Jin back; if Gu Fei resisted stubbornly, he didn't believe Gu Fei's financial strength could overcome this crisis.