Chapter 220: Grudges and Debts

Ye Mei has now also moved the group's headquarters to Yanjing, though this too occurred during Su Chen's two months in Miaojiang.

The director took it over with confusion, pulled it out, and froze upon seeing it; he looked up at him, then down at the jade seal in his hand, turning it over and over.

Sheng Tang and most of the elders naturally did not stop them—they too were deeply concerned about Pei Man's condition.

"What are you two big guys doing, squinting and winking at each other? Are you two… that kind of couple?" Chen Xi said, never satisfied unless she startled someone.

Bai Huang gripped the talisman in his hand; its power activated, drawing in a strand of pure white energy entirely opposite to it, sealing it within the talisman.

With a thought, lightning flickered across the Thunder Jade Gauntlets; Song Zheng gripped the Purple Thunder Dominance Spear tightly, no longer retreating, secretly activating the Thunder-Subduing Art—the Purple Thunder Dominance Spear first flared with lightning, serpents of electricity writhing around its entire length.

Regardless of any consideration, the granted land must achieve a certain level of self-sufficiency in the "metal" category.

On the mountaintop, the house swayed violently, tiles and bricks continuously tumbling down, dust swirling and scattering with a rustling sound.

Of course, for Su Chen, sparing Song Chu this time did not mean he would spare him next.

Han Qi eagerly stowed away the sixty million spirit stones, then pulled out a jade slip, inscribed with the special emblems of the Chen family and the Juqian Bank, recording the six-million-stone wager and the payout multiplier.

On the other hand, the royal house issued a pledge: if enemy civilians surrendered, they would enjoy equal citizen rights.

There was no bathroom in the studio, but each floor of the office building had public restrooms.

But the interstellar warship he modified still didn't fully satisfy him—he intended to build a true aircraft carrier.

A few seconds later, she picked up the cue stick with reluctance, leaning forward—her movements were no longer clumsy as before.

"This alone would cause intense anxiety among all young nobles, and they could exploit the Night King's rules to confront him."

But clearly, the war was utterly one-sided—any matter touching the barrier instantly disintegrated.

The Druid's transformed giant eagle carried everyone out of the ruin, yet did not simply fly straight back to Kanso City.

Blood slowly seeped from her corpse, spreading across the ground in branching veins—if anyone else saw this, they would notice nothing unusual.

So, if you press Return while a mission is active and in progress, will you return to the exact spot you left next time?

In the Immortal Realm, Jiang Yurou remained restless during her cultivation, finally halting it and going to where Xin Rui was practicing.

"So what should we produce next? Even though our sales staff have contacted some production projects, I still don't feel confident," Luo Ran said—he was used to leaning on Xiao Han's shoulder, and whenever he could extract advice from Xiao Han, he'd squeeze it out.

This time, Zhuang Wangu was merely an observer; having watched this play for so long, he remained nothing but a spectator—always. Below, in the Joyous Palace, An Xingyun seemed to have finished speaking, and the ancient demonic clans' armies began their revelry.

"No wonder I never treated her like a sister before—I didn't realize it then, always resisting inwardly, and now I know the reason." Though her past-life memories had awakened, this trouble came with them.

Riding the seven-colored auspicious clouds behind Laojun, they headed straight for the Purple Xu Palace—a mysterious place. Throughout the Four Continents, Four Seas, and Four Oceans, all had heard of the Purple Xu Palace, yet no one except the Saints and those near them knew its location.

If only there were a mutated silver-thread snake. Alas, silver-thread snakes were already exceedingly rare, and mutated ones were utterly nonexistent. Paro tried everything but caught none. The neurotoxin matter was thus dropped.

"Mo Ming…" Feng Yufei, watching Mo Ming walk with head bowed beside him, finally couldn't help calling out.

"Don't interrupt the meeting, County Chief Zhao," Yi Huarong maintained proper respect for Zhao Zhengce before everyone.

"Big Brother Tian, if you say that, does it mean your power wasn't neutralized?" Ye Xin asked happily.

But Qin Yu held it back at last, then smiled and denied it outright.

Zhang De heard Shao Lao's tone turning hostile, realizing Shao Lao was angry; he grabbed the tea mug beside him and smashed it on the ground with a clattering "ding ling guang lang"—Tu Tou Li leapt straight from his chair, and Wang Da tumbled off the sofa in a heap.

All memories, since entering the ancient palace, finally linked together like beads on a string.

Over a month of living together had made these people—from every corner of heaven and earth, who might never have met otherwise—familiar; even Tyrion's two servants could nod warmly and exchange casual small talk with the Stark family's "nanny" who picked up Arya for school.

But Qin Yu instantly shattered the fireball with a wave of his hand—flames exploded outward, yet in the next instant, a figure burst from the fire, still charging toward the bandit chief—who else could it be but Qin Yu?

"Yu Chuxuan!!!" Yu Chuxuan clearly saw the leader's temples throbbing with veins from rage—fine! Jiang Yuxuan, you've ruined me this time.

Tyrion declared outright: the Tyrells and Martells would each send figures of weight, bringing just enough troops to make Robert speechless.

Lin Xi's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes fluttering like mischievous sprites.

Since Guan Deng found this webpage, the crime consultant had been guiding his followers step by step through tasks that seemed simple but were in fact deeply troublesome. People detest not a mountain crushing them, but endless trivialities. Jianghe's mind flashed one word: selection.