Chapter 206: The Fall of the Crown Prince

Goose City, West District.

Gao Yuliang, usually a very busy man, was now leisurely having dinner with someone on the streetside.

"Come, try this clay pot seafood porridge; you surely haven't eaten it before?"

The person opposite him was younger; hearing this, he rolled his eyes:

"Can't one get seafood in Jingcheng?"

"The seafood from your place isn't good."

"Northern cold-water seafood has better meat!"

The two argued back and forth about where the seafood was tastier, north or south.

"Hehe, it's good that you know, brother; don't get distracted later by guarding against your sister," Haitang said very directly.

Han Xiao tried to maintain a calm smile on his face; although he felt somewhat unnatural inside regarding the Zhao family's "seeking a son-in-law" behavior, he showed nothing on his face.

Since then, the mine owners, while not speaking of it openly, all knew in their hearts that the annual mine tournament tested who had strength and who did not.

Long Zhong watched his brother's family walk toward the podium, and his heart immediately felt bad. Why should I, Long Zhong, be a good person? You, Hongmei, didn't want to be pulled in; my few steamed buns still won't sell; why make things so awkward? What's so great about having a little money?

"Uncle Jia's tea must surely have an extraordinary origin; I wonder where it can be bought?" Chen Xinghai, having drunk such fine tea, also wanted to buy some to take back for his father to taste.

The two forces collided; Han Xiao's body was swept away in the air as if by a hurricane, and a cry of shock from Tangben Leyu came from the ground.

"Young Master, it would be better if we left; this Crimson Flame Ice Lotus simply cannot be collected," a three-star cultivator from the Bai family, seeing that Bai Di still wished to obtain the Crimson Flame Ice Lotus, advised. Let alone them, even if a four-star expert arrived, they might not be able to collect that Crimson Flame Ice Lotus; they had witnessed firsthand the terror of that water temperature.

In the middle of this deep winter, how would rats run onto the snow-covered roof of a house? Rats only go where there is food.

At a spot five meters close to Yadong, the Boxing King and the Foot King knelt down simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right, shouting to Yadong: "Master, please accept a bow from your slave." The students around were shocked again; many began pinching their thighs, but the scene unfolding before them was clearly real.

Standing above all things and all spirits is the Divine Clan; even they are said to be rife with evil thoughts and constant heart demons, showing just how terrifying heart demons are.

Ruer Deng was also an old acquaintance of Anxi; they had clashed at the Olympics, and previously they had clashed with the Bulls as well; every time Anxi went berserk, ignoring Ruer Deng's defense, or on the defensive end completely shutting down Ruer Deng, leaving Ruer Deng in bitter agony.

Zhang Fan held a wild goose in his hand as he walked toward the inner hall of the Zhen residence. Why carry a wild goose?

After the old eunuch withdrew, the He family member's expression became vacant, staring blankly into space. Zhang Fan waited for about a quarter of an hour; only after he called her name twice did she come to her senses.

"Does it look good? Let me have a look." Liu Yuerong, hearing Duan Chen's words, immediately perked up, dashed over with a whoosh, and curiously leaned in.

But this city was indeed built within the Mist Realm, and construction was still proceeding in full swing.

"I'm going out right now!" Leng Xin, who had been lying on the floor acting spoiled, suddenly jumped up like a spring.

After paying eight yuan at the payment counter and collecting the fee receipt, the two went to the back to have their photos taken; after waiting outside for over ten minutes and hearing their names called inside, they went to collect their photos, identity cards, and other items, then returned to the crowd they had just left.

Everyone in the Zhen residence, from top to bottom, was busy without stopping; since just after the New Year, his home had been bustling with visitors, with guests coming and going in an endless stream.

Back then, Zhang Chen's father had had his 'leg' broken by Zu Fenghai, but because the disparity in power was far too great, Zhang Chen ultimately endured it in silence.

Seeing Ye Yi's cold gaze, Ye Qiu Xu could not help but lower her head; with her fingers interlaced, she became full of grievance.

The Liu family plotted in secret, while Xia Yuan continued living his shameless days in the Shikishima family; however, those days suddenly became unsettled.

Zhong Lou, upon hearing his father mention secret arts, was utterly confused, thinking to himself how many things this father had hidden from him.

This shrill cry made them all pause for a moment; they quickly turned their gaze to Niu Baobao.

Facing Yu Chuling's incredibly tsundere posture, although Ye Yi's heart greatly appreciated her behavior, on the surface he adopted an air of eyes gazing at the nose and the nose gazing at the heart, as if he had not seen the provocation in Yu Chuling's eyes.

In his view, although the Falling Wind Cliff had been shrouded for tens of millions of years in the unceasing erosion of the burning wind, at most it had only produced a single four-tier Falling Wind Fruit with six leaves.

Through Jia Tiancai's eloquent narration, Yang Mu, who was good at distilling the essence, summarized in one sentence: famous metaphysical masters across the nation were to gather for a tournament.

But the sword arts of the Eastern Ocean were different; they focused exclusively on the use of the sword, so their limitations and specificity were very obvious.

O'Neal did not come; for the second game against the 76ers, Hu Qingniu's deployment of troops and arrangement of formations was even more casual.

However, before the black spirit hound could kill Liu San, Liu San was instead awakened by the pain transmitted from his neck. Seeing the ferocious appearance of the Spirit-Seeking Hound viciously tearing at him, Liu San immediately became furious; in his rage, Liu San directly threw a punch, striking toward the Spirit-Seeking Hound's head to kill it.

"Swap your grandpa! I just love serving the people!" This time, Zheng Yi was the one who spoke with lofty righteousness.

Xiang Hai paused, took a deep, heavy breath, and slightly detached himself from that state of despair and helplessness he had been in at that time.

Bai Yiling's exaggerated manner made Yin Yue Ren instinctively press her hand to her forehead; she glanced at Qin Shu, saw that she was still sitting upright, with not even a single change in the curve of her lips, and suddenly felt some admiration.

"No need for thanks, no need for thanks! Look at you; in such cold weather, come, come, take it slow, take it slow!" Emperor Xiaocheng, though reproaching, spoke with affection, his face full of doting emotion.

The plot advances through the conflicts and contradictions between characters, while the theme is revealed through the characters' words, actions, and changes in personality.

This one Grain-Repelling Pill is sufficient for the nutritional needs of an ordinary Grand Master of Internal Force for seven days to half a month; even if his consumption is greater, one pill can still last two or three days.

Chen An's mood had been exceptionally bad these past few days; he didn't even go to the villa anymore; when sleepy, he slept in the office, and upon waking, he continued working. The volume of orders in his hands was large, and the power he received was high; he enjoyed the way others looked up at him with admiration, feeling it was right, inevitable, and reasonable.

Bei Jinyi nodded repeatedly, then, leaning into Xia Kai's embrace, buried her head inside, no longer crying.

"Fine! Give me today's wages, and I'll take it right now!" Zheng Yi's mouth was never one to spare anyone.