Chapter 302: Tang Tang

Zhou Zhiyong was chattering away to Sun Yanan.

But Tang Tang suddenly stood up from her stool and ran toward the courtyard gate.

"Tang Tang, where are you going..."

Since all the children were home today, the courtyard gate was left open.

After all, some of the kids were older; they couldn't be locked in the yard forever.

Zhou Zhiyong hurried after her, only to see Tang Tang stop at the gate, clinging to the edge and reaching out.

Li Changgong froze at these words, staring at Zhao Xuanyi with a complex expression.

His palm was instantly burned; he frantically pulled out Ice Jade Powder and clumsily sprinkled it over his hand.

Chen Yu noticed his surprised look and didn't wait for a question—he slammed a palm against the massive rock, and cracks instantly appeared across the boulder taller than a man.

Cai Hongde was deeply panicked; if the princess spread word of this, he would surely lose his head.

After a shrill neigh, the carriage accelerated to its limit and charged toward them; everything in its path was shattered and flung aside, utterly powerless to resist.

"They say a woman follows her father when she marries, and her own will when she remarries. My brother's gone—I'm entitled to find another man. Why do you forbid it?" Yao Cuiliu whined again.

"Your horse is truly miraculous," the guest exclaimed, eyes gleaming, and began recounting what had happened these past days.

Though disheveled, Dixon, who had attempted a surprise attack, reformed his body from the ashes and retreated beyond NKUD's infiltration range, temporarily withdrawing from the battlefield.

Gao Yin had no idea his image in the other's eyes had risen sharply—he leaned forward slightly and tumbled down from the upper floor again.

But no matter how beautiful the ideal, reality must be considered. The production's most pressing issue was limited funding. The ferry scenes were no problem; the trouble lay in the orphanage scenes. Conditions in Magu were what they were—finding a location matching the script's requirements was difficult.

"Alright." She turned back, smirked triumphantly at them, and walked away. She had never regarded these ants as worthy of notice.

Unconsciously, their referee uniforms had transformed into Buddhist robes of gold and red.

Afterwards, they saw Pan Lin and other leaders respectfully attending to Yuan Tan, and learned from nearby Shan Yue tribesmen that Yuan Tan was the Sacred Flame Emissary.

When that force surged toward Gao Xuan and the others, Gao Xuan instantly recognized who it was.

"Go ahead. Maybe I can help you," she smiled lightly, idly stirring the soup.

So much had happened to her lately—she'd been to America twice, and apart from phone calls, she hadn't seen Mi Duoduo even once.

His skill had reached the level of a grand master, unmatched in the world. But the more he mastered, the more he sensed the profound depth of steel manufacturing. The more problems he solved, the more new ones arose.

Hua Qingxin gave them herbs to counter the parasites, then used her inner power to protect their organs and flesh.

"Nina," under Qian Chen's lecture, grew dizzy and numb, finally nodding mechanically in agreement.

Li Junfeng saw his goal achieved, parted the crowd, and rescued Old Qin. As he stepped offstage, Old Qin finally exhaled deeply, thinking: if I watched any longer, I'd go mad.

Everyone around Qin Chen had heard bits and pieces of the young master's romantic history; they sighed in sympathy, yet also felt puzzled—none of them had ever seen Jiao Jiao and Qin Chen argue.

"Good heavens!" Seeing this, Xiao Yuanzhi broke into a cold sweat. Good lord, that wasn't a fox—it outdid a pangolin! How did I ever anger such a formidable creature?