Chapter 869: The Luck of

"Who the hell is Wang Wang Changtian? He's been strutting around these past two years. When we were making movies, he was still spinning his wheels in broadcasting and media operations! What's he got to be cocky about? Who gave him the nerve to point fingers at Huayi? Just because of Enlight Media's market cap?"

After the Golden Magnolia Forum wrapped up, Wang Wang Zhonglei started cursing from the moment he got in the car and didn't stop until he reached the hotel. His fury was so terrifying that his accompanying assistants and others didn't dare breathe heavily. Including Feng Feng Xiaogang, all of them wore—

Of course, what she feared was not merely what the Western Saint said about making her say goodbye to her father; she feared the power the Western Saint possessed, the ability to easily crush everything she had, and she feared even more the Western Saint's words about taking revenge on her, and feared most of all her own life being crushed.

Just as Xing Lai turned around, preparing to leave, Zhang Mei's voice suddenly came again from behind.

Although among these people there were also those with explosive luck, such as... a fellow like him who was merely filling a quota, lucky people were after all few. Looking at the cultivators who had endured two rounds of trials, Yi Qing felt that, at least in terms of spirit and bearing, they all seemed somewhat different.

Although Lu Li understood this principle, he still couldn't avoid falling into this vicious circle. But that was also because things were far from desperate at present. If it truly reached that point, let alone flipping the table, even tearing it apart would be no big deal.

Ming Zihua wondered doubtfully, but had no time to call Lan Ling'er to confirm, so she went downstairs for breakfast.

The guards rushed over and bound Tie Tie Fengyun tightly. Du Feng sheathed his great blade, let out a long breath, and helplessly glanced at the northwest sides, thinking: Although I am eager to capture the other few, I have no ability to split myself, so I can only capture Tie Tie Fengyun, the ringleader, first.

Hearing this, Lu Qingzhi's expression couldn't help but soften, and a beautiful arc rose at the corners of his cool, thin lips.

Bai Mingbai spoke the truth plainly, saying his cultivation was still insufficient. Upon hearing this, he did not get angry because of it, and at once set his mind at ease, yet at the same time he was quite puzzled.

The steward went off to carry out the order. At this moment, everyone suddenly felt that, in a single day, Haitang had matured and could stand on her own.

Ding Su Yiming saw the persistence in Ding Zhang Qiang's eyes and wanted to say a few words to him, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't utter a single word. He thought these two children had grown up together, and he could understand the bond between them. At this moment, only Ding Zhang Qiang staying behind could better counsel Fang Yunjing, yet he couldn't set his mind at ease about Ding Zhang Qiang.

Yao Silian, Yu Shinan, Kong Yingda and others inside the banquet, upon hearing this, all turned pale with shock, realizing that this northwestern region was probably the greatest warlord force.

The ministers, hearing such words of praise, were all very pleased in their hearts. No one minded having too much merit—the higher the commendation, the more valued one felt, and they believed they had followed the right wise lord.

"Haven't fought in ages, been living in comfort all this time—hope my skills haven't deteriorated." Liu Shuaishuai drew out a military spike, examined it briefly, then tucked it against the side of his thigh.

"Haha, we're all getting old. Look, after giving birth, there's an extra ring of flesh around my waist." Jin Pingting's dazzlingly beautiful face broke into a smile. She exaggeratedly pinched the flesh at her waist. Because she had only given birth a month ago, there really was a bit of flesh there, but it wasn't obvious.

Speaking of which, her own son was letting his imagination run wild inside, letting the male leads scheme and maneuver, each of them getting what they wished for and winning the beauty's hand. As for her, she wanted to see how her son actually pursued a wife in real life, and what he would be like after marrying one.

Could it be that these two men had excess male hormones, with nowhere to vent their energy?

The crowd buzzed with discussion, but still kept their eyes wide, staring fixedly at the arena. They too wanted to see how this battle would ultimately turn out.