Chapter 258

Xu Xin seemed to have flown in from WeChat headquarters.

Liu Jiankai crouched by the supermarket entrance, watching in disbelief as the boss leapt out before his car had even stopped.

He hurried over and closely followed behind.

“Mr. Xu, what do we do now?” Liu Jiankai asked inside the elevator.

Hearing this, Xu Xin shot him a furious glare and said nothing.

Liu Jiankai felt his boss’s rage nearly taking physical form, and he felt wronged—if it weren’t for Gu Xiaoman

Gu Xiaobei, exhausted and hungry from being toyed with, saw her favorite food and her fear of Li Haonan faded; she said nothing, buried her head, and ate voraciously until she felt full.

Tianqing City, the most beautiful in Xuri Nation, draws even greater attention for its annual Caiqing Festival, akin to the Spring Festival.

“Hearing you say that pleases me greatly—I’d very much like to see how much your cultivation has improved since becoming Sect Master and absorbing your master’s lifetime of power,” said Astes.

“The Canglan Hall has always been reserved for the city lord—please follow me,” Feng Yuxi hurriedly said, then nodded to Dantai Mingyue and the others before quickly leading them away.

When Xu Zhe earned the title of Adventure King, many must have resented it. What to do about resentment? Only through competition. Almost every Adventure King faces such challenges. As this year’s Adventure King, Xu Zhe would be no exception.

“Hah! What a feeble amount of energy!” The squad leader laughed loudly, slapped his chest, slung his greatsword over his shoulder, and sneered as he stared at Lu Feiyang.

“Who’s shy!” Gu Xiaobei bravely lifted her head, meeting Li Haonan’s face brimming with amusement; his warm breath brushed her cheek, his dark eyes fixed deeply upon her without blinking.

The spiritual sense of Huangmei True Person lingered on Wei Yan’s body for a long while before withdrawing.

The water lizard pointed its left claw at its forehead, and its primordial spirit flew out—yet compared to Liu Feng’s, the water lizard’s primordial spirit was at least twice as large! Moreover, the water lizard’s aura grew arrogant once more, as if victory were already assured.

Her closed eyes trembled slightly, her brow tightly furrowed, revealing she was far from composed; her red lips were lightly bitten, suppressing the low moan threatening to escape.

Bai Mao Nu, trapped beneath the bowl, felt no pain at all. Suddenly, in an instant, she experienced a mysterious liberation—free from everything.

The White Tiger had long sought trouble with Xiang Shang; if he hadn’t brought so many men here to seize the bronze mirror, none of their brothers would have died.

Zhang Ziqiang instinctively licked his lips, his throat clicked twice as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

“In your opinion, who is Zhou Ting most likely to defend in this carriage?” Ye Bingyin asked with a smile.

After an unknown length of time, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes; he sensed movement around him, gripped his dagger, and watched warily—should anything attack, he would kill without mercy.

Moreover, Xiao Batian did not wish to escalate matters, as he did not want too many people to know he possessed the bronze mirror—specifically, the one belonging to Xu Deyan and Princess Lechang.

But because of this incident, Fang Yanlong became Walker Beverages’ lapdog, frequently resolving social disputes and troubles for the company.

If he coerced Pan Feirui into compliance through methods Pan could not refuse, his own side would face immense pressure; confronting both families at once, even if victorious, would likely result in catastrophic losses—a scenario he absolutely could not accept. Mutual destruction was not his goal.

Cheng Xiangfeng’s supply company was disbanded; one platoon was reassigned to the Second Company, another to the Third, while the remaining two platoons continued guarding the supplies.

The old man could not recover from his shock—the sudden turn of events was too abrupt for him to accept.