Volume One, Chapter 31: Refusal

Watching Dong Qianqian’s series of defensive measures, Zhou Jun doubted his own appearance for the first time in his life. He felt that perhaps he did not look much like an honest, good man—at least not in the eyes of this pretty young woman. However, he did not say anything more to her. The veteran team members had repeatedly told him that winning over a woman relied on actions, not words. He took this to heart and carried Dong Jianbei directly into the bathroom.

A thin rope twitched back and forth in Dong Qianqian’s hand. She sat anxiously by the men’s changing room, waiting for them, terrified that if the rope stopped moving or if Dong Jianbei called out, she might not hear him.

Yin Ling and Jin Feng were walking along when they suddenly sensed a murderous aura permeating the air, and she immediately told Jin Feng to hide. From that moment on, the secret of how she had killed her fellow disciple to seize the position of sect leader remained buried in the hearts of Zhong Wu-yan and Yun Huatian.

She slowly opened her eyes to see the shattered teeth of the leopard on the ground and the Shield Spirit gazing at her, unscathed, while the three leopards had long since vanished without a trace.

"Hmph! So the Ding family are traitors? And your Fang family isn't? Isn't your father, Fang Daxian, the chairman of the Maintenance Association?" Ding Ruxuan retorted mockingly.

"He is the Demon Lord Bai Qianhui." The ordinary Taoist examined Bai Qianhui’s wounds and shook his head.

While watching me eat, they would chat with me, which helped ease my tense nerves. After finishing, I would continue studying, mainly previewing the lessons for the following day. I would mark anything I didn’t understand so I could pay extra attention in class or even ask the teacher questions.

The standard equipment and advanced cultivation techniques of the Immortal Sect were exhilarating. Having learned a lesson from the Bone-Labor Manual distributed before the first trial, no one dared to be careless this time. Upon receiving the advanced techniques, they treated them like treasures and could not wait to begin practicing.

Li Si laughed instantly. Could this guy possibly pose any threat to him? If Li Si wanted to, he could easily defeat him. Knowing that Yanyu was clearly lying, he didn't want to listen any further; rather than listen to her fabricate stories, it was better to stop her. It wouldn't be too late to listen once she was willing to tell the truth.

Of course, Axi Yan knew that even if the burly man caught her, he wouldn't be able to have his way with her; the final outcome would simply be that the man would be poisoned into unconsciousness on the spot.

However, someone shouted, "Pollen!" Only then did everyone remember. Disregarding the strangeness of the situation, they scrambled to cover their heads and pick up the coats discarded on the ground, wrapping themselves up tightly.

Hearing this, Ling Ruoxuan couldn't help but smile inwardly. Shouldn't it be a wish for a long life of a hundred years? Why ten thousand? As the saying goes, a thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise—wasn't that indirectly calling the Emperor a tortoise? It seemed no one else noticed anything amiss; perhaps in their minds, wishing the Emperor "ten thousand years" had become common practice.

Seeing the righteous indignation on Cen Jinghong’s face, Ye Muyao truly found it both funny and frustrating. She was merely worried that the people in the Marquis’s estate would find out about the Tianshan Snow Lotus and become suspicious of her; there was no need for Cen Jinghong to risk his life over it.

Happily responding, Su Lian watched the director’s busy figure and suddenly began to let her imagination run wild.

Work began to pick up in the afternoon. Zhou Yi brought me a stack of market research, and I helped organize the data and create charts for the statistics.

Those who were young hadn't reached the age where they couldn't move their arms or legs, but their backs had spasmed, and the pain was so severe they had to go to the hospital.

As he said this, Leo’s lips curled into a sneer. Mo Feifei saw it, and her anger flared even more. She wanted to chase him out but knew she couldn't. Gritting her teeth, she tossed her long hair, turned into her room, and slammed the door shut with a loud "bang."

Recruiting high-level elites like Manager Zhao was naturally not easy; not only could the salary not be low, but the company’s prospects were also a crucial factor.

Since the Thread-Binding Gu was inside Ye Muyao’s body, the situation was even more complex. It wasn't just about the "Thousand-Year Drunkenness"; if the Gu were triggered, things would become even harder to resolve.

"Uh, Manager Liang, it doesn't matter. I'll stay here and help you with your work." As the vice president spoke, I saw the disdainful looks and expressions of the others, and I understood everything even more clearly.

Sun Butong gave a cold snort. Seeing he had 43,000 experience points and needed 21,000 to level up, he didn't hesitate and chose to upgrade.

"What kind of monster is that?" Ao Xin was horrified. Because the distance was so great, he could only make out an exceptionally massive silhouette.

Even Rong Jin had never heard of the Crown Prince personally going out to select talent.

As Xiao Ling flew, the temperature rose higher and higher, to the point where some rocks even showed signs of melting.

After agonizing over it for a while without reaching a conclusion, Lu Ziqin finally played a superior hand, thinking of a few people who could help them.

Such a youth, given time and guidance from a master, would surely become a powerhouse at the Martial Lord realm.

Only then did Zhao Hu feel a lingering fear. If they hadn't been singing along the way, they might have truly been bombed to the bottom of the water by those guys.

The old man chuckled and said, although he didn't know what the young man was planning to do, sneaking in like this certainly wasn't for any legitimate purpose.

She didn't stop her movements, manipulating the rain in mid-air. Before long, all the crystalline raindrops became finer, turning into a white, hazy mist of water.

No one moved. The talented disciples below who had signed up all had firm gazes, showing a touch of persistence. Opportunity always coexists with danger; without experiencing hardships, how could one become a peerless powerhouse?

The Giant Sword organization was on the same level as the Dark Blade, but with much greater influence. With a single order, a large number of armed personnel assembled.

"It’s hilarious. Who Tong Lu marries has nothing to do with me! My fiancée is Chu Yu, you should know that!" Qin Feng said nonchalantly, stating the fact.

"Mumu, don't you know yet? He was never a good person to begin with, and after spending so much time with Pu Dehuan, he’s become a lecher too!" Old Pu said speechlessly. Why did they have to drag him into this innocent crossfire?

"I'm going to the restroom!" Shen Fei stood up and said coolly, looking at Yu Zhilan’s brother.