Chapter 566: The Girl Begins to Fall (Thank You to Lingling C for the Alliance Master Donation)

Why not avoid...

Because I will win.

What kind of insider deal are you pulling?

Old Liu pondered for a moment, "Playing the hero comes at a cost, but if it's guaranteed to win, that's another story."

Jiang Nian feared the next second Old Liu would say the words "serve tea."

He cleared his throat and said shamelessly.

"Teacher, Class Three should be proud of me."

Old Liu: "......"

Too hard to maintain composure right now.

His chest felt blocked by something, making his words sound muffled, as if still trapped inside his chest cavity.

Qin Muying was naturally energetic and fond of play; while his brother sat quietly sketching, he wandered everywhere, finding everything in the countryside peculiar.

He must uncover the cause of Lu Zhiyuan's mother's death and clear Mi Li's name. Only then could he protect Mi Li and keep her from harm.

"So you're into older men, huh..." Lan Qianye spoke, and Lan Guiyuan shot him a glare.

After flushing, as she prepared to wash her hands and return to bed, suddenly, the corner of her eye caught a shocking shade of black.

At the mention of Xun'er, Feng Feiyi's gaze darkened. A pang of guilt stirred in him now—he recalled how Xiang Jin Yan had been wounded by Tang Shaoting that day, and realized how cruel his act of handing Zhu Xun'er over to Jin Zonghao had been.

The moment she finished speaking, her eyes casually drifted toward the expensive sports car—yet the person stepping out instantly stole all desire from her to speak.

Damn, so it's this—yeah, the headquarters of Sihai Tong Group is in Liudu City, Haibei Province, and Ren Haicheng grew up in the same courtyard as Wang Limin.

Seeing the two kneeling before him finally unified in stance, Gu Bainan exhaled softly in relief—last night, Shi Dong must have convinced Qi Tong.

Li Xin and Jenny were shouting my name not far ahead of me; I thought I saw tears streaming from their eyes—perhaps they were grieving for me, while I needed only a short while more before leaving this world.

Thus, even though the Great Emperors have hope of resurrection, none dare attempt it lightly, lest even their final imprint be utterly erased—then, even a Great Emperor would truly perish, becoming dust of history.

"Two hundred thousand!" the young master snapped, regretting his earlier pretense of aloofness and the foolish bet—he should've just pulled them aside, or seized them by force, and had them long ago.

Just as the banquet reached its halfway point, one of Ran Hu's men approached again.

Before the two prisoners could react further, the four youths immediately stepped forward and dragged them away for execution.

"I do have a method to try, but..." Su Meiniang suddenly spoke.

The sudden shift from hell to paradise, like a rollercoaster, left the elderly men stunned, their faces blank; long moments passed before their shocked gazes finally lifted from the night sky to Xiao Yao—the one who had created this miracle and brought them such joy.

How is this possible? This operation was so secret—it was meant to disrupt their drug deal, yet now we're suddenly surrounded.

Xuan Potian watched Jian Qian's face, still clinging to pride as if he were the protagonist, and silently sneered—he'd had every chance to severely wound and defeat you just now.

"Do I look like I'm joking? If Changshan has a way to extend Mantou's life, we have no right to deprive Mantou of death—let him live one more day if he can." Old Mai added, somewhat sorrowful.

Seeing this, the Fire Dragon immediately halted—the flames had been swept away; without doubt, the opponent would now use their own force against them.

"Traitor of the Black Lock Realm, crawling to serve the North Solitary Realm like a dog, and still dare insult me? So now you've returned with your master—do you truly think your own strength can defeat me? Call your master here—only then might there be a fight." Lin Wanfeng sneered, his disdain blatant.