Chapter 424: Choose a Mother

At the sound of "Mom," Zhang Yuxia froze, stunned—Shen Junzhe had been dead over a year, yet the word felt strangely familiar.

She turned to look and saw a tiny figure stumbling toward her.

"Slow down."

Zhang Yuxia instinctively opened her arms, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

She rubbed her eyes, looked up at the sun in the sky, heard the sound of waves—now turning into a low hum—and felt a wave of dizziness.

Ai Mu, having just left Shengshi International Tower, nervously put away her phone, glanced around, and hailed a cab straight to the supermarket.

At that moment, Zhang Huangxin seemed to realize he had committed an unforgivable mistake, but he was the kind of man who could never hide his thoughts—otherwise, given his experience and his fierce battlefield record, he wouldn't have been merely a tank crew commander.

She moved extremely slowly, each step light, her eyes locked on Wei Qingqing, afraid she might suddenly do something extreme.

Inside was a vast space; opposite the entrance stood many cages, each holding dogs of all kinds. Yue Ming felt a chill run down his spine at the sight and stepped straight through the doorway.

"Boom—" Thunder roared, as if a colossal deity were raging above their heads, instantly turning Bingshan's face pale.

"Who let him in? Get him out!" ordered one man who looked like a supervisor.

"What… what did you do to me?" Zhou Lang wasn't sure, but he vaguely sensed the guy had done something to him—he just couldn't see the result.

After drinking several gulps and feeling the burn in his throat satisfy him, she set down the wine jar and smiled at him.

This matter truly started because of me—it was Pei Shangxi who started it all to avenge me.

Wang Ming had leapt from one great chaos into another, now moving away from the Primordial Chaos.

As for the situation on Earth, a few reconnected Zhi Tong hardware fragments remained to continue observation.

Ye Qiu, during his time in Jin Ling, might have known only fragments of this court dance, but after arriving here, absorbing vast amounts of soul consciousness and integrating it into his mind, he realized this court dance was the precursor to today's ballroom dance—an essential dance of the ancient royal Wang Shi.

"Sir, we've arrived!" A finely carved, opulent carriage halted smoothly after crossing the moat, stopping perfectly before the lawn where the banquet was held, behind a line of noble carriages. The driver gently reminded his master.

It was likely precisely because Xavier's personality clashed so sharply with the French elite that he struggled to secure funding in France, prompting him to seek help from American capital.

He spoke the truth: the second floor had only a dozen or so tables, and the Xuan Jian Sect's nearly sixty members had already filled every seat. The other side's numbers were also too large to fit.

Bai Lan Star had a massive floating population—here, "floating population" naturally referred to cultivators or other powerhouses of equivalent strength. Fights broke out daily: over wealth, revenge, or even petty arguments that escalated into brawls.

First, they must spend six months studying at either Oxford University or Cambridge University.

Currently, the advantages displayed by the six streamers were even more polarized than this example.

Shaw's life was legendary; he was among the rare few who lived past one hundred. Yet Shaw's greatest achievement was not merely founding Shaw Brothers Studio or running TVB, but from the 1980s onward, continuously donating funds free of charge to the mainland to support domestic education.