Chapter 207

"Good, good, good!"

The next day, Gao Yuliang and Zhao Hande received the evening's information summary.

Gaijin Company, 200 people from Dawan Village, plus 100 outstanding trainees, deployed twenty trucks and worked all night.

With Wang Hu's men guiding them, and with local public systems cooperating, they nearly swept clean all the gangs in Echeng City, screening and taking away over five hundred people.

Almost all of Echeng City's gangs were gone.

"Nah, let me see, let me see," Xiangzi held his hand flat against his forehead, leaning forward to peek out quietly.

The cool breeze solidified a tenderness longer than rain; the bleak evening wind, wrapped in darkness, slowly swallowed the desolation within their hearts.

If the Fire Spirit Pearl escaped, it would become wary, and within this sea of fire, it would indeed be very hard to capture it again.

Lü Shuihua snorted coldly, fell silent, and kept her gloomy, water-deep gaze fixed on the two duelists.

Yet when Liu Guodong heard this, he froze—Tang Yi had given such an answer; he hadn't expected Tang Yi to pick a black stone of unknown function just because it was fun.

The Sima Dynasty's imperial power had long since slipped away; it was no new development since the days of "The Wang and the Sima share the world"—hadn't ruler and minister always been partners?

Xia Jingjing linked arms with Hu Ming, smiling gently and elegantly under the camera as they walked forward.

Another thunderous crash followed, and then another weapon was destroyed by Tang Yi's diamond-shaped gray seal.

Letting herself sink into the hourglass of time, Ying Yi closed her eyes, her entire face submerged in the shadow of her hat brim.

Only when these eleven immensely powerful Star Lodges closed in did Tang Yi finally move.

Tang Zhen looked at them and said calmly, "Leave on your own, or I'll throw you out—choose one!"

Because she knew Zhao Ya's emotions were unstable now, and this was the moment when accidents were most likely to happen.

Fragmented words spilled from her lips; Rong Shang's jade-like face darkened, a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Broly nodded and said, "Fine, as long as you're happy," then stood up.

Li Mobai would not let Qiu Lin trample his dignity any longer; no matter how much resentment he felt, he let it go, swept his sleeve, and left—never to enter the imperial palace again.

Now, Li Xuanzhen showed not a trace of shrewdness or capability, only extreme gentleness and humility, like a pitiful, helpless old man.

When Cheng Youxia heard her grandfather say this, she felt something odd—could this even count as good news? The wording seemed strange.

Thinking of this, Li Cuihua suddenly shuddered—yes, Qing's temper was stubborn; he hadn't set foot in Li Village in all these years, clearly no longer recognizing her as his mother. Now, if they rushed to Jingcheng, would they make him angry?

She had assumed the Wu Yang Princess would give up after hearing her answer, but the princess asked again: "Did he ever mention me to you—or anyone—in Qi Feng Country? Even just once would be enough—at least proving he still has me in his heart."

If you carry such great treasure, why not cast aside all hesitation and boldly pursue a grand undertaking?

At worst, he could sacrifice the entire Qin family, but he didn't want to endure Li Shi's humiliations.

Fifteen thousand gold, equaling one million five hundred thousand silver—adding fifty thousand silver shocked many. The crowd fell silent.

On the night of February 27, 2012, at 10 p. m., as Yang Ke and Emma were feverishly entangled, the All-Star Game ended, and the Orlando All-Star Weekend officially closed.

Qin Feng said nothing more about this matter, then changed his tone and spoke to Qinglong.