Chapter 154: 150 I Can Bear the Pressure

Xu Xin was stunned.

For a fleeting moment, she experienced auditory hallucinations; it seemed as if even Liu Jiankai's voice was coming from a great distance away.

Several seconds passed before Xu Xin asked in disbelief, "What? What did you say?"

Liu Jiankai could roughly understand his boss's mood, because he himself had been the same way earlier.

He repeated the current situation, confirming that the person on the other end of the phone had heard the content correctly.

Xu Xin couldn't help but blurt out three words: "Why—"

Seeing that it repeatedly failed to land a hit, the white skeleton let out a cry, emitting a sharp, shrill sound.

"They are clearly our own family, yet they are so close to Yuanyuan!" Zhou Ruiyang shook his head helplessly and chased after them.

"How did you know?" Astonished by Xiao Su Chen's keen insight, An Youran was left dumbfounded, staring blankly and unable to speak.

"What a coincidence." Just as Shu Mo was thinking about buying both, a familiar voice came from behind, carrying a trace of disdainful contempt.

Suddenly, a man intruded into her line of sight. Qianqian looked at the man vigilantly, stopped in her tracks defensively, and wanted to turn and leave, but he stepped forward and blocked her path.

Li Moran pushed open the door. This was Ye Xiaomei's first time entering this big house, and she looked around with some curiosity.

Zhangsun Wuji was the truly ruthless one; he grabbed all the wives and concubines in Bisha City by their hair and dragged them onto the platform, where he had placed bolt after bolt of linen and basket after basket of coins.

"Child, do you not want to be a father anymore?" Jin Feng knew how much suffering her son was enduring in his heart, but she also didn't want to lose her grandson.

The colleagues watched the news, their hands constantly scrolling through information online. Weibo had also broken the story, and many industry insiders had jumped out to speak up.

Xue Meng also understood Wei Mo's meaning; she walked to Lu Mo's side, patted his shoulder, and lowered her voice: "Cooperate well with Wei Mo, and I will see that you get justice."

Chen Hao opened his eyes subconsciously, only to be hurt by the dazzling light. He hurriedly closed his eyes to adjust his posture before opening them again.

Finally, using the complete mirror should allow one to open that great door, awaken the master of the Mind Palace within, and engage in battle with them; only then would the conquest of the entire Mind Palace be considered complete.

Jiang Chuan pushed open the bedroom door. In the red room, Hua Niang was covered by a red bridal veil, looking somewhat at a loss.

"I'm watching with my eyes open." Yu Qi realized he shouldn't have spoken; this person had no friends outside of cultivation.

Suddenly, his body began to tremble violently, and wisps of black smoke emerged from within him, swirling around him. Those black smokes seemed to have a life of their own; under his command, they rapidly condensed into the shape of a giant squid, its eight tentacles waving in the air, looking exceptionally mighty.

Tang Zhiyan took off her nightgown, changed into her original short skirt, and walked out of the dormitory with long strides, carrying the bag containing the wine-red nightgown.

The others went back to take a shower first, while Wang Tao arrived at the City Hall. Gu Yun was still working, but with a face full of worry.

The leader was a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist, his muscles knotted like cast iron. He wore red soft armor, his momentum majestic, standing firm like a towering mountain.

He couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of these past years in his mind, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

The old monk was now too weak to run, and Yu Qi had also been struck until he had no strength left, but to ensure the old monk wouldn't escape, he still kept slowly approaching him.

Ahead, the towering city wall made everyone who looked at it feel a sense of solemnity rise in their hearts.

Behind the dragon-shaped barrier wall was a world different from the surroundings; here, birds sang and flowers bloomed, and in addition to pure spiritual energy, pure dragon breath and dragon soul energy flowed through the air.

This was Jun Mocheng's promise to everyone, and also his promise to himself. He respected her decision, so no matter what she chose, he would support her with all his might. **Chapter 155**