Chapter 833

He was a man in his early thirties, with sharp eyebrows and starlike eyes, his square face exuding an air of righteousness—but now he looked utterly disheveled, drenched all over, with deep red bloodstains on his back, as if he had suffered grievous injuries.

The day before Ran Wei and Hui Niang awaited their happy future, Wang Bao and his mother caused a scene at Su Zijin’s home.

Hui Niang crouched on the ground, hugging herself tightly, hoping it would warm her.

“Hehe… what can you do? Living in the imperial family, you pick up these things without even trying. And Yang Yong? He’s spent over a decade in officialdom—I caught him off guard just now; otherwise, you’d never have seen such a show in your life.”

That innocent child, combined with her past deeds, left her with nothing but a faint pity for this sister—no other emotion remained.

“I’m furious! She went traveling to Korea herself—what a traitor to friendship!” Ouyang Ze slammed down the phone.

Yu walked into his office and saw his grandfather inside, holding a ceramic cup as if sipping tea.

Finally gathering my courage, I went to check on you—and you were still alive, hehehe… God knows how happy I was then? I even cried tears of joy—for over ten years, ever since my mother died, I hadn’t shed a single tear.

“Fei, but worth no more than 150,000,” Wang Haitao thought to himself, recalling how many slips of paper others had already thrown in—likely pushing the price far beyond a million. He felt a quiet relief: thank goodness he hadn’t bid; if he had, he’d have been ruined.

Shangguan Feng had heard from Xuanyuan Ye about Gao Junhao and Leng Shangyu. Watching these two lovers so close yet unable to stay together—from meeting, knowing, loving, parting, to meeting again yet refusing to acknowledge each other—she finally understood what it meant: falling in love is easy; staying together is hard.

Even early in the morning, the place was crowded. Lin Heng glanced around, then entered the service hall to register as an apprentice beast tamer.

Ye Wentian naturally had to do something to make them more anxious—then they’d rush to invest, instead of bothering him further.

This Qinghe was far more impressive than the riffraff Huang Ping—he’d make a perfect bodyguard to take out.

But think about it—his mother had been murdered so brutally; how could he let the killer walk free?

Jin Tian was about to scream or resist, but the next second, his leg was seized by hands like steel and iron.

Just days ago, I’d been chatting with Grandpa about dreams—then suddenly, I got a call from the hospital doctor telling me Grandpa was gone.

These two-bit thugs were no match for Bi Fu; after a few brief struggles, they were knocked down by him.

Even if Yue Shaoqian had the ability, what if the soldiers, seeing the army surround the city, grew fearful and wanted to surrender?

“Let me see—hey! Not far from here, and bold too—afraid we’ll come knocking?” Chen Siyu smiled faintly; the other side probably didn’t know they’d already left a mark on him.

But a horrifying sight occurred: the severed flesh monster stiffened slightly, then fused back together and charged at Seventeen again.

Sheriff hadn’t been seen in days, but now he looked refreshed—he was currently organizing a massive deal worth tens of millions of dollars; Li Wei entrusted him fully with procuring leather, cashmere, medicinal herbs, folk crafts, and Somali specialties.

Why go VIP when the amount reaches a certain height? Because only there is the booth truly fair and clean—everyone plays for purity.

With a loud explosion, wine splattered everywhere, shards scattered, and a strong alcoholic scent quickly filled the air.

This excuse was so flimsy even Alan didn’t believe it—but clearly Hermione had invented it herself and believed it—because she saw how hard it was for Alan to speak up, so she stepped in to cover for him.

After delivering the furniture and purchasing electronics, Li Wei went to Wenzhou Yiwu to negotiate trade cooperation with shoe factories, textile mills, and herbal wholesale companies.

Fred’s voice trembled—this subject, alchemy, meant everything to them.

Zhou Renwu was speechless. Did he look like a man short on money? Strictly speaking, Zhou Renwu’s wealth far surpassed Tang Tian’s—Tang Tian’s meager fortune meant nothing to him.

The patrol unit led the way; wherever the starship passed, people covered their noses and scattered in panic. When someone learned the starship belonged to Li Kang, the stench of Li Kang’s name spread instantly.

They guarded every inch of the path, the Dementors watching intently—but Alan already knew they’d fail: you’re searching by the old method, but the target has become a dog. If you catch it, I’ll believe the Ministry of Magic’s nonsense.

In recent years, Harvey has been heavily backing Jennifer behind the scenes, truly propelling her to the peak of her career—her industry influence is incomparable. In Hollywood, it’s no exaggeration to say, “Everyone loves Jennifer”—even Blethyn never reached this level.

“Uncle Wang, I have a bad feeling—please go yourself.” Murong Longhui said gravely.