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Chapter 152

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He thought this in his heart, and for a fleeting moment, Yuan Ziyou believed it might be better to go through with it—but once he regained his composure, he still resolved to stop it.

He knew this young emperor’s character all too well.

If anything went wrong, this young emperor would surely blame him.

Then, before all the ministers, Yuan Ziyou would have no way to defend himself.

Even if he managed to ascend the throne, he would never sit securely upon it.

Yuan Ziyou thought of this and immediately said:

Ren Yan also stepped onto the stage; unlike Zhang Tian, who had casually climbed up, he walked slowly with solemn ceremony, each step forward drawing a roar of applause from the entire venue.

Skill Description: Combat skill, passively increases perception; each level passively boosts host’s strength by two hundred kilograms. Upgrades by increasing career level. Current host career level: LV2. Hunting Proficiency automatically upgraded to LV2.

“Don’t rush to deny it—you just said yourself that if my older brother were willing to accept you, you’d give it a try,” Li Junting said from the other end of the phone, shifting his posture and calmly interrogating.

Xue Jin circled the puppet twice; even the usually stern old man could not hide his affection. It was no wonder—the puppet was crafted so lifelike that anyone who saw it would inevitably draw near to look or touch.

A morning symposium, with speeches from the principal, the academic dean, teacher representatives, and student representatives in endless succession, made listeners drowsy on this late-summer day.

“What? You don’t believe it? How can you not believe it? On what grounds do you doubt it?” The King of Cangluo pressed relentlessly.

He held an eight-zhang spear, ought to wear a jade crown with elegance, yet foolishly topped his head with a rooster’s comb—if he crowed, Meng Qi would mistake him for a wild beast, a rooster-type wild beast.

“Big Brother Su, I’m sorry—Dunshan hurt you. All I can do is offer my apologies from afar,” Dunshan murmured.

Exit points in Area C were not limited to one; the main route certainly did not lie in the transition zone. After receiving Xie Wuxing’s irritable permission, three thousand soldiers silently turned, reversing formation to retreat toward the opposite side of the space, taking a path entirely different from the one Shen Yun had come by.

As Xia Xue continued serving dumplings and Ya Ke kept bringing them to the table, Ya Ke looked at Xia Xue with a puzzled expression.

“What… what is that?” He stared at the immense, indescribable presence hovering above Sulaksi City—a thing that radiated an ineffable, overwhelming majesty—and his hand involuntarily gripped the hilt of his sword.

Old Xu had been missing for many days, his fate unknown. If he was not rescued soon, he would surely face mortal danger.

That night, Yang Yunxi found her meal utterly tasteless. The soft, fragrant grains of rice felt like wood in her mouth, leaving no appetite at all. In the end, she barely touched a few bites before ordering the dishes removed.

“Hehe, I didn’t say you couldn’t drink—you drinking with me is even better,” Tang Doudou laughed. Wu Fan opened a can of beer and a can of pineapple beer and handed them to her.

“Among the beast tribes, races are as countless as stars, and body-refining techniques outnumber those of all other races—but the most renowned are still only the top three,” Master Yueying said seriously.

Though he was not renowned for physical strength, his body had been entirely reformed from the flesh of the Demon Dragon Olifaine.

At this, Lin Fei threw his hands on his hips and burst into loud laughter; Lin Jin couldn’t help but grin.

Tang Duoduo—why was she here too? Wu Fan glanced at her, smiling. He hadn’t seen her in a long while, and never expected to meet her in the airport lounge. Judging by the direction she was walking, she was headed to Yanjing?

“What are we going to do? Doesn’t the Empress Dowager already know?” The eunuch said, his lewd gaze sweeping up and down Yun Fuxiao, lingering long on her swollen chest.

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