Volume One, Chapter 33: The Weasel Paying New Year's Greetings to the Chicken

The old man’s talk of splitting the family was, in truth, a way to help Xu Min’s family detach from the Xu clan while compensating them with a larger share of the assets.

At this very moment, she could already guess what had transpired during the brief period of her amnesia.

Following the news report, United Petroleum quickly stepped forward, dismissing the Times’ coverage as a smear campaign and announcing their intention to sue the newspaper and other media outlets.

"Ningning, just hang it over there; it should be dry by the time we get back," Tie Dazhi gestured toward a wire suspended in mid-air at the motorcade office, which colleagues had tied up just days ago to hang their laundry.

"This is a branch of the Demon Seed Legion from the Heavenly Demon Chaos. It is said that all Earth Demon Seeds are of the lower rank, while two-thirds of the Profound Demon Seeds are lower-ranked and one-third are intermediate," Hua Mulan said with a grave tone, her face turning slightly pale.

However, Li Longji was not worried that Zhen Qian was lying. The pills Zhen Qian offered had passed through the hands of countless imperial physicians, and some had even tested them. If there were the slightest error, not only would Zhen Qian lose his head, but his entire clan would be wiped out. Yet, regarding the efficacy of the medicine, Li Longji remained uncertain.

"Ding! Notification from the Strongest Myriad Worlds Exchange System: Spatial opening successfully dismantled!" The moment the system’s chime faded, the decorated space around them vanished without a trace.

Over the past few days, Zhang Chen had driven away all the magical creatures that the students certainly could not handle, leaving behind only those that posed a threat but could still be managed by the students themselves.

Even judging by the aura radiating from Zhang Chen, Voldemort found it difficult to discern what kind of person he truly was. Zhang Chen’s presence possessed both the majestic, righteous grandeur of the orthodox path and the blood-soaked, malevolent aura of the demonic path.

Afterward, the incidents for which they provided clues were all resolved. Of course, other events for which they provided no clues were also solved, but people always see only what they want to see, leading them to conclude that Knight Bob was indeed a witcher.

Thirty thousand tiger cavalry followed closely behind Wang Fenglin, forcefully shattering the Ye Qiu army, while behind them, Ming Shang led the major legions of the Lin Department, pressing forward directly.

"But it has returned to the behind-the-scenes dimension several times, and each time it has revealed a visage of extreme cruelty and power. If you have truly encountered it, Princess..."

As the carriage drove along the road, the people on both sides of the street looked numb and terrified, a stark contrast to the unrestrained mockery and brutality of the Allied forces.

Chen Guohan was baffled by this turn of events. While it was true that he possessed immense strength, Andy kept harassing him, causing him to misdirect his power. In the end, Andy used Chen Guohan’s own iron ball and chain to bind him in a hog-tied position. Unable to move while clutching his iron ball, Chen Guohan was pushed by Andy, rolling out of the competition ring along with his weapon.

He stepped out of the Eight-Legged Tripod with grace, his sword-like brows and star-bright eyes vivid, his robes fluttering in the wind. Watching the world tremble and the palaces collapse in succession, he remained unmoved, exuding a domineering aura.

At first, they did not react, never having considered the possibility that they would fight among themselves.

Lan Shuying frowned slightly; she was not particularly skilled at politics, but she knew that the position was not suitable for Yu'er.

He Lizhao did not actually like desserts. Although he had bought some, he had no intention of eating them. Once Pang Xing left, he immediately handed the items to the nanny.

Lan Shuying became even more impatient—it wasn't as if they hadn't tested for combat power or undergone pathogen screenings during the check-in process, all of which had passed without issue.

That time Lin Huai had narrowly escaped death, none of them could figure out how he had survived; at the time, they simply assumed it was sheer luck.

"Eh? Really?!" They clearly had not expected Jingong Kazunari to agree so easily. One by one, their faces lit up with joy, and they linked arms, stomping their feet in excitement.

"A-Yue, was the move I just used impressive?" Zhou Ting'an held onto Chu Yue’s wrist, showing off.

A half-step Void stage expert was the pinnacle of existence in this world. Not to mention the secular world, even in the cultivation realm, countless geniuses spent their entire lives stuck at the Divine Martial realm. Now, the Yan-Huang Iron Brigade had not just one, but three half-step Void stage experts—something they had never even dared to imagine.

Xu Man glanced at Zhang Jun inadvertently. Although she appreciated him, An Yixuan and Qin Rui had a son together, and for the sake of Tongtong, Xu Man still hoped that An Yixuan would remarry Qin Rui.

"G-good morning..." Kazunari tightened his grip on Risa’s hand as he tried to slip away, his gaze fixed firmly on Celia and Kasumi.

The forces of Li Xingxin and Teng Nanxia, along with Zhang Mengfan and his group, fit this description perfectly.

Knowing the enemy’s intelligence is the only way to formulate a better strategy; how many people have died due to asymmetric information?

As for her son’s excessive maturity, An Yixuan did not know whether to be happy or worried. But she had no time to dwell on it; there was a pile of matters at the shop waiting to be handled.

The implication was clear: as long as the Cai family sent people over, the Yangcheng Cai family would lose one of their own.

Was it because this calligraphy of his was a masterpiece, capable of helping everyone regain their face?

Lin Ruo sat on Si Kongjing’s lap, wrapping her slender arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder.

Under Shui Wuyue Yun’s relentless assault, Hyuga Tenshu eventually collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds.

Yan Mo was not suspicious; they had already eaten before arriving. The food here was no worse than the food over there, but they weren't pigs, after all.

"Since it’s a family matter, shall we head back first?" Fu Ruochen’s voice was low and doting. If Ye Nian'an hadn't answered Fu Mingyu’s call, she might not have been able to hold her ground.

The master drove them all the way into the city, where the two got off. Fortunately, they didn't have much luggage. Just as they were about to head toward the river, Wang Junkai received a text message from Wang Yuan.