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Chapter 808: He Should Even Thank Us

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In the domestic sphere, the official sector is an insurmountable threshold one can never bypass.

Even as formidable as Big Ma and Little Ma, before receiving the invitation to cross this threshold, they could only sit on the sidelines like lackeys during meetings.

Even looking solely at the entertainment industry, even Shanji knows that to get by comfortably within the circle, one must cross this threshold.

Zhou Yi is destined not to be active on the front lines in the future; the capital difficulties have been resolved, so now only his status within the official sector remains.

"Hey, they're inviting you to come on stage as a guest." Su Rui nudged Nasrilt with his elbow.

Just as the grandfather and grandson were conversing, a muffled thunderous explosion suddenly erupted from within Yan Wuque's body, which had been convulsing on the ground.

In this nightmare too terrible to recall, desolate warriors like ghosts wandered among the corpses; most bore severe burn marks, many with skin scalded off to reveal scarlet muscle, while the burned areas oozed yellowish-brown pus.

In the darkness, Zhao Xiangfei had not slept; standing before a banner at the camp entrance, listening to the familiar songs from afar, she thought that such sounds would likely not be heard for a very long time to come.

The Lord of Heaven Gazing at the Heaven's Gate attachment that had ceased growing, slightly frowned, then sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness.

When this cold gleam appeared, all the rescue personnel present felt a killing intent sweeping across the sky.

This was Jiu Jitsu he had studied longer than Tai Chi, and with the aid of the Tai Chi Essence, he unleashed incredible power.

You are truly too greedy... Han Le evaluated Su Pei this way in his heart, but had to admit this was once his own thought; however, such a thought has now become an illusion. Han Le possesses only fear for the future—if living each day becomes more tedious than the present, what difference is there between living and dying?

"I don't know that either. Back then, I only collected half a book of the Elemental and half a book of the Dark. I think creation is impossible, but destruction is still achievable." The old mage clearly did not believe in the notion of creation either.

Yang Hao instantly felt a desolate sense of betrayal; he never expected that even you two good brothers were secretly engaging in internal competition.

Most of the Gryffindor people, upon seeing this scene, chose to leave the dining hall and retreat to the common room to lick their wounds.

She had not suddenly decided to come see her brother, so all night she oscillated repeatedly between excitement and nervous anxiety, hardly sleeping at all.

"What is your opinion, Lord Jun? Are you willing to exchange?" Fang Shaonan tried his best to ignore those people and spoke to Jun Mochen.

And he had already given her chances with great patience, yet she repeatedly refused; one can only say she lacks sense of propriety.

Dignity can also develop into uprightness and solemnity, but tell me, what use is this keyword when fighting for the empire?

"A very good reason." Professor Carol had returned to his usual demeanor; he lightly applauded Carl, just as he did in class whenever Carl had successfully completed his task.

"So young, you probably haven't even graduated from medical school, right?" Wu Menghu looked at Chen Feng and said in a bad mood.

Su Jie retreated backward until he was pressed against the wall. Seeing the assassin approach, a strong light suddenly burst forth from Su Jie's eyes, flashing so brightly that the assassin's eyes suffered intense pain, tears streaming down, nearly blinding him.

After finishing breakfast like the wind sweeping away clouds, dispelling the waves of hunger in his abdomen, Vinson let out a burp. He took off his coat, hung it on the coat rack, then sat comfortably in a wooden chair by the window, basking once again in the warmth brought by the sun.

A moment later, just as Meng Yun'er was still staring blankly at Ling Fan, Ling Fan's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"Hehe, your words are enough." This person laughed even more happily, showing teeth but no eyes, revealing a certain vulgarity.

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