Chapter 966

Cui Qianqian and the other woman stared at Li Dongyue, who had changed completely after finishing a phone call.

They had heard from Li Dongyue before that she had two older brothers in the Li family, but “Second Brother” was the one she mentioned most often.

“Second Brother, I’m by the teaching building—come pick me up!” Li Dongyue said into her phone.

Watching Li Dongyue’s smiling face, Fan Xiaomeng couldn’t resist pinching her cheek.

Li Dongyue grew

Ge Lanlan gripped Fang Jiren’s hands tightly, her bright, beautiful eyes filled with deep affection as she listened intently to his words.

The call connected, but the voice on the other end was not Ling Shixuan—it was a voice both familiar and strange to Lin Feng.

The lackey was sharp-eyed; seeing his boss’s expression, he immediately dodged past the group, rushed to the door, and prepared to shut it.

“Don’t talk yet—can you get off my back now?” Li Si said irritably.

Bakh, gripping his weapon, finally took a good look at the newcomer. If Fang Li were here, he’d shout, “Has the trend shifted from Xili Ge to Tarzan?”

“Hmph, hmph, hmph!” Huang Zhongde sneered coldly at Wan Fulai. Then he glanced at the five warriors and signaled to prepare for action. Better to fight to the death than wait passively—perhaps they could carve out a bloody path.

This sudden turn of events was completely beyond Yan Feng Qili’s expectations; even he was caught off guard, his charge toward Ai Lisi Fei freezing mid-motion.

Thinking of it, she felt a chill of relief—thankfully she hadn’t rushed to seek Sikong Yun. But how much longer would it take her to grow strong enough to fight Sikong Yun?

Among the disciples of the other two families, Liu Ling believed there must also be young talents as powerful as Ye Rong and Ye Yan’er.

“I don’t know,” Bai Qianhui said, glancing at Yin Ling, then regretting having let her stay—he didn’t want her harmed again. “Since I took the throne of the Demon Realm, the Haoyue artifact has vanished without a trace.”

The man still held his cleaver, but it was no longer sharp—its edge was curled and pitifully damaged from chopping Ji Yu too many times.

“It’s fine—I’m holding him down. This bear’s quite intelligent; last time he was in danger, he came to me for help. He’s probably here asking for help again,” Cang Hai said.

At that moment, in Shaoyang’s Jinbei Cavity, the fossilized skeleton of the Tyrannosaurus rex had begun to grow muscles and skin—soon, it stood there like a living, breathing Tyrannosaurus rex, lifelike to the point Shaoyang could detect no difference whatsoever.

His roar echoed throughout the entire villa, reverberating across heaven and earth, louder than thunder from the ninth sky.

Xue BuFan still held great admiration for Bai Qi—his appearance, character, and conduct all impressed him deeply. After all, he was his master’s child; love the house and its birds, and the more he looked, the more he liked him.

No, not resistance—it was impossible even to struggle, as easy as crushing an ant.

Shi Wei was lying on her bed, munching loudly on an apple, her belly enormous—so huge it looked ready to burst—but she showed no discomfort, no swelling in her limbs, and ate her fruit with serene delight, occasionally swinging her leg in a graceful, pretty motion.

“Why not?” Chi Yanning protested. Why couldn’t her cousin possibly take an interest in her??

Among them were exquisite jades, divine green horses, and ancient rare plants like Gan Zha and Gan Hua.

Zhong Ailing spoke first: “Boss, we’re a new company with limited connections in the entertainment industry—we should start by co-investing in a few projects to build our reputation.”