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Chapter 87: Premiere (First Chapter)

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“The [Movie Home] website has apparently opened a new page called the pre-sale section, pre-selling DVDs of ‘Lin Daiyu vs. Lu Zhishen’ for September 10…”

“What pre-sale? Online pre-sale?”

“Yes, it seems [Movie Home] is acting as the guarantor—the middleman. We pay eight yuan into their escrow account, then use that account to claim our reserved DVD of ‘Lin Daiyu vs. Lu Zhishen’ at designated disc retail stores.”

The Second Imperial Prince looked at Zhou Yang with confusion—what was going on? He wondered how his elder brother had become the Emperor’s savior.

After eating the dinner they’d brought back, the girls all went back to their rooms to shower; after a full day out, a comfortable bath was the most delightful thing imaginable.

Just as he was thinking about it, a rustling sound came from ahead, along with many footsteps—numerous but orderly. Could these be NPC soldiers?

Fei Ao had already determined that Jun Yang’s array proficiency could not possibly be limited to Third-Rank Beginner Array Master—what level had this young man truly reached? Peak Beginner Array Master? Or perhaps… Intermediate Array Master?

If Heaven granted me one chance to describe it in four characters, it would be: immediate effect.

Calmly rising, Long Tianyi planted one foot on the peak of the giant ruler, and the entire shaft snapped upward, settling firmly behind his back.

That night it rained; the continuous “pitter-patter” sounds, frequent and unrelenting, felt heavy and unpleasant to the ear.

The hospital, upon hearing that Su Ziyun was known by President Ye Junxuan, immediately assigned her a private room—before long, Su Ziyun, who had just been scorned, was suddenly moved to a VIP ward for IV treatment.

Above the horizon, two distinct energies clashed—violet and golden radiance each claiming half the sky.

But reality was undeniably cruel; at this moment, their situation was absolutely dire.

The earth-yellow barrier remained solid, seemingly capable of blocking any sharp weapon—but the stone door was not a sharp weapon; it carried only force.

Although Jiao Wangmo’s cultivation was merely Golden Immortal, he did not believe his combat ability was much weaker than Zhu Jiuyin’s; after all, Zhu Jiuyin himself was only a Great Luo Golden Immortal—the gap between them couldn’t be that vast, and he was certainly capable of speaking as an equal to Zhu Jiuyin.

Of course, that assumed concrete slabs poured according to German standards using German cement and rebar; what would happen if Soviet concrete slabs were used instead? Only Heaven knew.

Huo Xiang, Feng Ning, Xiao Wen, and Cai Linfeng all charged forward, but You Qing lifted his gaze, furrowed his brows, and scanned the hillside; within less than a breath, his eyes brightened and he leapt swiftly toward a specific spot on the slope.

Yu Chengwan and the staff officer crouched at the trench’s edge, observing the terrain; he and his officers had come here more than once before and knew the surrounding landscape intimately. This was merely going through the motions.

“This requires careful deliberation—Lady Taiyin Star must have her reasons for acting this way,” said Qingdi Fuchen, who had developed feelings for Chang’e.

“Also, what do you plan to do with that plot of land?” Liu Fengcai had barely finished asking when Gu Bohan followed up with the same question.

Ha! The mighty Emperor himself was asking me for help—how satisfying! Without hesitation, he turned to the eunuch and said: “Your servant has received the Imperial decree. I shall fulfill it faithfully—Your Majesty may rest assured.”

In the next instant, a “whoosh” echoed—and Xiao Wen vanished from the Immortal Spirit space, reappearing at the far edge of Zi Yan and the other three’s battle circle.

After a long silence, “Then let’s sign the contract!” Bai Qiuqiu finally said through gritted teeth.

Despite Liancheng Yiyao speaking several times and asking repeatedly, Ling Qing still showed no intention of answering; her head stubbornly turned away, refusing to even glance at Liancheng Yiyao.

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