Chapter 96: Who Can Outmarket Him?!

Jiang Ming took off his suit jacket, revealing the NXG team uniform underneath, covered in ads and sponsor logos—Logitech and Panpan Foods’ logos clearly visible on his chest.

The director, understanding perfectly, cut to a close-up of Jiang Ming changing clothes.

Paired with the pre-match music playing live, it felt as if the event had specially composed a theme song just for this man.

【Get hyped, go wild—insert the iconic entrance scene of the Gambler here!】

It can also serve as food, so most people genuinely revered Chen Fusheng for bringing such a miraculous thing; though the county was still not wealthy, since its arrival, no one had heard of anyone starving to death.

This time, taking matters into his own hands to deal with a Mings Luo just after its surge, now in its exhaustion phase, still led to unexpected complications—he couldn’t make sense of it.

Zi Yan only then realized: she was the only one stuck in isolation in the Phoenix Valley, turned into a complete country bumpkin who knew nothing.

Ning Ruyue heard this and snapped: “What did you say?” She glared angrily at the man and the tiger before her.

To prevent An Hexuan from disrupting his coaching plan, and to avoid An Weichen ruining the rare, hard-won happiness of finally being together with his adopted son after twenty years, Sun Ye had no choice but to promise An Weichen and Du Zicong he would never abuse An Weichen.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Cave is world-famous primarily because many famous events once occurred here—it buried over ten thousand devout Christian believers.

Yin Zhen felt nothing when he heard the word “outsider”—Ouyang had forgotten the exact feeling, only remembering how, when Yin Bi pulled his sleeve, whining and clinging, he’d unconsciously softened and actually told the Emperor he’d take him outside the palace.

“Alright then, since you say so.” Qi Lin had indeed not visited the person who stirred his heart in some time.

He fired another shot into the man’s right thigh; sweat broke out on the man’s face, his features twisted in pain.

Wang Yu and Lin Xiaoru couldn’t just watch as the old man devoured them; once he consumed the First and Second Leaders, he’d likely soon break through to the Seventh Stage—or even directly reach it, making them the next targets.

Meanwhile, as Bai Mo and Tou Zi returned to the cave, the atmosphere inside appeared strangely tense.

It was just after dinner, the time for strolling; many villagers had seen this scene along the way.

Chris swung his hand hard across Miao Xiaotian’s face—the slap landed solidly.

He bit his lip, blood trickling down; somehow, strength surged forth, and he suddenly shoved the person off him.

Kang Jiu refused—he shared Chen Tang’s belief: even in death, he would stay with his kin, unless the Tianxiang Realm was utterly safe.

“Forget it, I don’t have the guts,” the man who had cried out earlier quickly shook his head—he had no courage to rob anyone.

Li Hai’s paternal love made him feel the warmth of home; just days ago, he’d told Li Hai to take care of his health, deeply affected by the death of Yi Feng’s parents.

After quickly bidding farewell to Professor Oak, Hei Zi and the others set off on their journey at once.

After a busy afternoon, the new house was preliminarily built, suspended above the water by the dense roots and branches of the mangrove trees, keeping it dry.

“Silly girl, go,” Dong Guifen signaled to Tingting with her eyes—meaning she should go keep her company, since in the countryside, a son-in-law still held considerable status.

These brief moments stretched into an endless, distant stretch; he didn’t know how long passed before his eyes half-lidded and he saw her lips move, speaking.