Chapter 241: Hong Siyu

The three juniors returned while Cuique and Hong Siyu were on the phone, by which time it had already been two hours since Cuique bid farewell to Mohe.

Although she, as director, was temporarily away from Fang Ting City, the work of the Fang Ting City Anomaly Control Bureau could not simply halt; Hong Siyu, as the official secretary of the director, naturally took charge of the director's duties. Cuique also did not wish to be a hands-off boss and dump all responsibility onto Hong Siyu, so the two had to have a dedicated call to

Qi Shi instantly understood the reason, and sudden rage surged through her heart—her vision darkened, and she could no longer hold on.

To kill a man, strike his heart; to hide a knife behind a smile. The reason Buddhism spread widely among the common people, its influence even surpassing that of the orthodox Daoist sects of the human race, lies precisely in this quality of Buddhist power.

"Invisible? What does that mean?" Sun Yingjie calculated the time—he and Shen Jialin had been hunted in their past life three years later. Had this also been moved up?

When Liu Bei first heard the visitors were Cui Yan and Wang Xiu, he was both startled and delighted, and immediately sized them up. Cui Yan was elegant and upright; Wang Xiu was filial and loyal—he had long heard of them.

Entering the system has pros and cons: reputation will certainly increase, but constraints will also multiply.

After all, everyone had quietly heard the news: the chairman's parents had fallen into the enemy's hands. This time, the equity transfer had to happen—even if unwilling. Otherwise, his parents would be in danger.

At this point, even a fool could see the situation. Ye Feng had openly challenged the entire casino alone; since he declared his intent to destroy it, the others, seeking to save their lives, could only comply.

"After all these years, it's rare for the eldest son and Second Master to dine with you together—look how happy you are," Uncle Li chuckled teasingly at the old master.

Once Ye Beichen speaks, even falsehoods become truths, the dead become alive—let alone that we already know the situation in Chi Yue City inside and out.

Song Yan was a highly influential talisman painter from Tianqi Commandery, aloof and desireless, with an excellent reputation; no one would believe this Elder Song had secretly manipulated things.

"Hahaha, Lord Count, you've just joined the ranks of arcane mages and dare call yourself head of the Arcane Mage Association, tricking me into coming here—how much more impolite could you be!" A black-clad figure appeared before the magic tower's entrance, ten meters from Sig, his face and head covered except for his eyes, which glared at Sig with a mocking grin.

Cultivators cannot simply achieve success through relentless solitary practice; even with the greatest talent, without resources and medicinal support, one cannot become accomplished—and this is precisely why ancient martial clans spend gold like dirt.

Thus, after summoning Heavenly Fire, Li Your Majesty did not recall it, but let it expand to one square kilometer, then used it to shield himself as he retreated inland toward the Four Seas.

What puzzled Lin Tian was that he could not detect the form of the Disaster Spirit within his consciousness sea—though the Disaster Spirit had mutated, it still belonged to him, and he could clearly sense its presence, yet he could not locate it within the consciousness sea.

Many powerful figures living overseas make the Dragon Whale their home, traveling the entire Heng Sea alongside it.

Foker trembled all over, stealing a glance at Vidinna's eyes—her bloodshot eyes blazed with murderous intent, and he shuddered again. Vidinna's words seemed meant for Moldo, but how could he not feel they were also meant for him?

The Ninth Prince indeed had matters to attend to; establishing his own household after leaving the palace deserved celebration. He first drafted the guest list here, then would discuss the timing and various arrangements with Dong'e Miaoyi.

Yue'er, I love you, deeply, deeply—Lan Ziyue's mind echoed Long Qianjue's words: he said he loved her. Could this be too sudden?

"Pang Shifeng, I'm just asking if they're okay—can't you just answer me?" Qian You grew impatient, shouting at her brother.

If you looked closely, this man was quite handsome, and at such a young age, already called "boss" by a crime lord—his future achievements might even surpass his father's.

Yin Jiu nodded: "Sent it. I'm just waiting here for the reply." Dong'e Miaoyi gripped Yin Jiu's hand tightly.

The Yihe Gang was deliberating how to deal with Dao Kou Tang; similarly, Dao Kou Tang, upon receiving news of the Lang Gang's dissolution, was also deliberating how to deal with the Yihe Gang.

In July, the weather was stiflingly hot; Dong'e Miaoyi wore only a light crimson gauze long dress, holding a round fan, sitting in the hall, eyes closed, listening to the cicadas outside.

"Qingyi is such a good girl. There's another matter I'd like to ask you for help with—I'm six months pregnant, and I'd like you to check if the child is still healthy." The Imperial Concubine said.

Qi Hui's throat felt blocked—he could not say he didn't want Xiangxiang, yet if he now said he wanted to keep her, wasn't that the same as once abandoning her?

But Wei Meng cast him a glance, and he fell silent immediately; yet Wei Meng did not enthusiastically accept the order. His lifelong duty had been to protect Lady, yet now that Lady was trapped in the imperial palace, in Wei Meng's eyes, it seemed everyone had forgotten her.

From the periphery, Ai Li could not help shouting a warning—but by now, Zhu Chen Yu and the other four had already blocked every escape route; their rescue was already too late.

Moreover, Pope Julius II's ambition to unify Italy was obvious to many. For instance, he had strong designs on the Kingdom of Naples. Had he not been too weak to defeat Spain and France, the Pope would have already launched troops to annex the neighboring Kingdom of Naples.

Jin Sanshun furrowed his brow deeply, sensing something off about Tian Peng. But the Moon Bay was about to release the Elixir of Immortality—he had no time to quarrel with Tian Peng.

Li Zetian paused, realizing this term didn't exist yet—Professor Jacobs would naturally not know it.

Though the commander inside the fortress had issued such an unwise order, such a golden opportunity could not be wasted.

After several attempts, he could never get close enough to launch an attack on Fei Ergen—his own position grew increasingly perilous; had Sikong Bu not been skilled at dodging, he would not have lasted a moment in the chaotic Ye Qi.