Chapter 33: The Interrogation

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Shen Yunxi set down the inspection report upon hearing this and looked up, asking, "What is going on?" However, she was not addressing Shuang'er, but Qiaoyu, who stood beside her.

"Let's go. I hear the new Spirit Needle tea is peerless, surpassing even the high-mountain teas of Great Daxing. We should go and see for ourselves," said Long Yinle.

Shen Yunxi looked up at the figure in black vanishing into the night, her brow slightly furrowed. Why would he appear here?

The light dissipated like a fading shadow or a flickering candle. The scene fell into sudden silence, and when Bishop Paul and his three companions opened their eyes, it was as if they were in another world.

Before it could even let out a roar, the L4 shuddered all over and then fell completely still.

"I... I suppose so... according to the data..." Zan replied in a panic. That machine seemed to be fleeing from Liuxing, accelerating its descent even faster.

This sounded like a joke, yet the intention and intensity behind the speaker's words were anything but. Kazumi Yoshida began to doubt the boy; while she understood he wasn't joking, accepting his claim felt impossible.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind, leaving Nangong Jinchen struck as if by lightning, unable to move a muscle.

After finishing his meal, Ma Qingfeng decided to rest here for a day and told Liu Ru, who nodded in agreement.

"Exactly. And given how beautiful Zhou Bingzhe is, with the nature of those people, once they lay eyes on her..." Zhang Yifei said, trailing off with a sly chuckle.

For Boss Zhou to be able to honestly admit before the Magistrate's wife and everyone else that the preserved eggs did not originate from his Ruyi Pavilion, without succumbing to greed or any other ignoble impulses—this integrity was truly precious.

Although the half-line of poetry Chen Xiuyu composed lacked the artistic depth of Su Yike's earlier verse, managing to craft it in such a short time while perfectly echoing the final half of hers was no small feat. The crowd erupted in cheers once more.

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The entire imperial court believed that the jade thumb ring in the hands of the Prince of Chang'an could command the three hundred thousand well-equipped troops of the Chengping Army.

In this way, when the raw materials blossomed, the village would not only enjoy beautiful scenery but also be filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

His face was etched with the ravages of time, his temples graying, and his beard as white as frost.

Black-gold armor blocked the sunlight from the doorway. Hearing the movement, Song Jinyen stirred, his eyelids fluttering open.

To have his own brother forced to kneel and apologize before so many people for the sake of an outsider—Su Ming could no longer contain his fury.

Seizing the opportunity, the Star Demon Hound leaped up, its maw wide open, sharp fangs baring as it lunged at Hu Yulang's neck.

One must realize that beyond the betrothal gifts Gu Yu had already given her, he personally held a third of the Han family's assets in his own name.

Previously, when Xiang You and Xiang Ze had been slapped by the Cheng family, they applied the sap of the spur grass to their faces; the swelling disappeared after just one night.

This was Gu Nan's first time in the Demon Realm. Initially shocked by the sights, she followed the memories given to her by the Demon King and slowly made her way toward the Demon Capital.

Over a thousand years, you watch him cross the Bridge of Helplessness time and again, drinking bowl after bowl of Meng Po's soup. You hope he won't drink, yet you fear he cannot endure the thousand-year torment in the River of Oblivion, nor the crushing loneliness of waiting. If, after a thousand years, his resolve remains unbroken and he still remembers his past life, he may return to the mortal realm to seek his one true love.

The Yunzi family was wealthy and powerful. If he really took action, he would certainly end up the scapegoat—he wouldn't bring such trouble upon himself.

Her laughter sent a shiver through me, but I said nothing. At that moment, my feelings were incredibly complex. I had given the order, and I had to bear the responsibility for it—even if it meant enduring the mockery and criticism of others.

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Though the method was clumsy, Gao Shan had no better options. For now, he could only wait for the white fox to emerge and cause trouble again on its own.

Just as I was wondering about this, the "tall mare" sitting on the railing suddenly stopped humming and turned her gaze directly toward us.

"Two..." Zi Die's eyes also fell upon the screen of the electronic timer, and I saw her clear, bright eyes narrow slightly.

The sound of weeping grew irritating to Zhang Yunxi, so she simply buried her head and went back to work with her brothers.

Glancing at the "stiffly" dancing puppet Ralph, Tang Yun couldn't help but ask.

This place was a hollow. Li Yuanyu swore up and down that the Immortal Gate was right here. Hearing this, I nearly fainted; how did I smell such a strong scent of being swindled?

Wei Xiao lifted his teacup and took a gentle sip. It was Pu-erh—top-grade Pu-erh. Even brewed casually, it was fragrant with every mouthful.

Wei Xiao chuckled softly. He didn't have Zhou Yi handle these matters; instead, he personally thanked everyone one by one. He didn't repost or chase clout; he simply expressed his gratitude with absolute sincerity and earnestness.

Ye Moxing's gaze darkened, her brow knitting with displeasure. She had only agreed to come for the birthday celebration; she had never said she would acknowledge her ancestors. How dared Mo Lianghong lie to her?

Qin Jinyu slept fitfully; she seemed to be asleep, yet a sliver of consciousness remained.