Chapter 205

Cheng Xiangwen recognized Yu Xing's value demonstrated before the first Double Eleven promotion.

Indeed, Taobao Marketplace not only needs to compete externally but also must secure resources within Alibaba; Taobao's C2C is currently the hottest item, and even with Zhang Yong as general manager, success still depends on concrete achievements.

The comparison website's technology isn't difficult, but with only a few days left until Double Eleven, Alibaba couldn't quickly develop a similar product and gain substantial traffic.

Boys have more strength and are better suited for guns. I fired a few shots, but I still find throwing daggers more natural.

"I know you're upset that everyone is praising him, but whether you're willing or not, you must put this mindset aside immediately!" Yan Song pointed to the tea beside him, his face solemn.

Just as his mind turned to mush, Jiang Wei and Ju Fu's Imperial Guard cavalry smashed into the flanks of Wu's archers.

In his sleep, Hu Zi may have dreamed of the distant home his father described; his face broke into a smile, and he occasionally let out soft "giggles!"

Regardless, the two counties of Wu and Zigui in Jingzhou remained firmly under Han control—this was the springboard for Han's next eastern campaign and the fortress blocking Sun Quan's westward advance, and no further mistake could be allowed.

Hearing that thirteen men had dared to board the enemy ship for close combat, Zhang Huan stepped back and saluted Tao Lei and the surviving Changxing troops with deep respect.

Just moments ago, I had no strength left; hearing this phone ring gave me hope, and my inner strength slowly returned.

But it can't be my true body—if this guy still wants to seize Linlang Sky, my true body can give him a surprise.

Within Wang Family Fortress, there were over two hundred household guards; though they lacked armor, they had more than twenty bows.

After reading it, Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, and Li Jiucheng all paled. Li Jiucheng had been right—the court truly intended for them to cross the sea and launch a surprise attack on Liaodong.

Looking up at the rows of electric lights and ventilation fans on the ceiling, the president felt a faint dawning insight.

The voice was deep and resonant, like a bell being struck—clearly the product of profound inner power. Upon hearing it, the three ghosts collapsed to the ground.

He drifted into a drowsy sleep, yet dreamed of Mei Lingshuang hopping before him, bowing repeatedly—but unlike her usual playful gestures, she bowed while gazing at him pitifully, her eyes pleading, begging.

These bodyguards were Qin Lu's trusted confidants; they might ignore Lin Zhiyuan's orders, but they dared not disobey Qin Lu's commands. They surged forward with their weapons, and Lin Zhiyuan couldn't stop them.

This sword, for some reason, usually slept soundly—no matter how much you called, it wouldn't wake. But it seemed intolerant of nagging; these past two days, as soon as Fatty started muttering, it immediately woke up.

Otherwise, the distance back to the dormitory is too far. With my current weak state, it's impossible.

Though Lin Jiangxue disapproved of Wu Liang's methods, she knew that, at this point, who else could lead this group besides Wu Liang?

What should I do? Why does money always vanish wherever I go? It's like a curse.

The horse walked with elegant, unhurried steps—from dawn until dawn. The first "dawn" meant the sun hadn't risen; the second "dawn" meant the sun had set, and the sky held no light.

This man was none other than his top disciple, Chu Tianxiong—a gifted genius, a domineering, peerless man.

"Willing, willing! Boss, if I work for you, can I see you every day?" Jin Xier asked.

He quickly grabbed a basketball and handed it to Zhang Ruofeng, asking him to hold it with one hand; Zhang Ruofeng completed it effortlessly.

"Good child, if you're sleepy, sleep. I'll stay with you—no need to worry. Now tell me, why did you come to find me?" Seeing Meng Fan growing weaker, Ji Lai smiled gently, her voice softer and more soothing.

Li Weidong said that the Zhou emperor and his party had wandered 8, 00 li, yet ultimately arrived at China's Kunlun Mountains.

Seeing Zhou Young Master arrive, whether it was Lin Mu's imagination or not, he felt Huohua seemed a bit timid.

In her twenty-some years, apart from Uncle Ye, no one had ever been willing to risk everything for her like Han Shaoxun.

Xiao Yunfei and Chen Guang exchanged a few more words, but Chen Guang firmly refused. Xiao Yunfei didn't want to waste more time, so he took it, deciding to send Chen Guang off first—otherwise, many things couldn't be done.

The door behind us, like a mirror, was slowly dissolving from its bottom edge—slowly, but unmistakable.

Cui Xinqin left too, leaving only Yu Feihong to take Lin Mu through all the formalities.

At his words, every player on the bench held their breath, some even gasped. They stared in shock at Zhang Ruofeng—everyone knew how proud Yan Mufeng was… he'd always been the one others accommodated, never the one accommodating others.

The remark delighted Shui Mei so much she couldn't help smiling, but she didn't want Rong Mofeng to notice, so she forced herself to suppress it—resulting in a strange facial expression.

Hearing this, Ning Xi's wary expression eased slightly—so this guy had just come to check on her?

She sat by the window on the second floor, just as she had the first time, as a diner—letting Yue Ge, who already knew her tastes, order for her, while she gazed out at the familiar yet alien street scene, savoring the true sense of things remaining while people had changed.

Li Ke fell silent and followed Wang Ke into the glass workshop, listening as Wang Ke assigned tasks to the craftsmen.

But now that matters had reached this point, Wang Ke must fulfill what he'd promised. He would never break his word—once spoken, every word was a pit, and must be honored.

The other boy, interrupted by this line of questioning, snapped back to attention, raised his head, glanced at the retreating figure, and a look of confusion crossed his face.

Gong Wu nodded with a smile; she'd dressed specially beforehand—she couldn't appear too shabby in this place.

"You dirty pervert, I'll strangle you!" As Mu Yutong's anger subsided, Liu Jingna's fury erupted again.

The two old gatekeepers often encountered such situations; without further thought, they thanked her repeatedly, took the silver coins from Caiyi, and turned to prepare tea.

Yet even Imperial Ancestor-level figures who ventured to investigate obtained no substantive information—the Bottomless Demon Cave had no detectable end, radiating immense danger, causing them all to retreat. Afterwards, they maintained silence, merely ordering no one to approach the demon cave.