Volume 1, Chapter 28: A Hero Intervenes to Rescue the Sisters

"President Chen, I would like to ask you a question—of course, feel free not to answer if you find it inconvenient. What are the people who started the business with you doing now? Are they still with your company?" Jiang Enping kept his eyes locked on Chen Shu as he finished his question, as if fearing he might lie.

However, what gratified Chen Shu most was the partnership with Jingxi Steel. Selling two thousand tons a month now seemed quite effortless, and the profit margin per ton had already surpassed that of all other steel varieties.

"Elder Gu, I have something to say, though I am not sure if it is appropriate," Meng Xingchen said, his spirits high, seemingly having forgotten that this was the very person who intended to kill them.

Kui Ai pursed his lips subconsciously and took a sip of tea. It was always a pleasant thing to hear someone praise one's master, even if he had gone so far as to cast a Life Ring on someone else's disciple. When he saw him again, he would certainly demand an explanation.

He feared that had he delayed his response by even a second, Li Jing would have unleashed an even more terrifying attack upon him. In that state, unable to move, it would have been far worse than a minor injury.

Lin Shan’s expression shifted. According to Qianhu Qiyi, since the Dragon-Swaying Tower was a place for trials, and the number of disciples in the Qianhu family capable of reaching the ninth floor could be counted on one hand, it was clear that clearing this tower was no simple task. Perhaps the difficulty increased as one ascended, potentially even posing a mortal danger.

When they could finally see things other than lightning in their field of vision, a sense of relief and fortune appeared in the eyes of Li Jing and the others. The feeling of being completely helpless that they had just experienced was terrifying even to contemplate.

"H-here," Nuokesi pointed to the right, then looked helplessly at the blood-soaked shoulder of Ta Bo.

"Fine, I’m truly tired. Are you sure you don’t need me to stay with you?" Although Kui Ai asked this, it was clear he was not prepared to hear a negative reply.

The problem, however, was that his "God-Slaying Fatal Revolver" was the type that automatically replenished its ammunition. It wasn't impossible to reload manually, but the effect wouldn't be nearly as good—at the very least, it would lose that specific efficacy against spirits.

"I am most unwelcome, take this!" Wudu Ba immediately threw a handful of "Cartilage-Softening Powder" at Li Jun. However, Li Jun seemed to have known that Wudu Ba would use this trick and dodged it with practiced ease.

"And what about the plot? In the theater, it made me cry seven or eight times; how were you able to hold back your tears?" Thinking of those scenes now, they all still felt a tightness in their chests, unbearably miserable.

Every modern person has this bad habit: taking out their phone, scrolling through a few pages, glancing at some incomprehensible apps, and then putting it back in their pocket, completely forgetting what they had intended to do when they took the phone out in the first place.

Shen Hanzhi felt only helplessness at Chi Pei’s hearty laughter. Yet, if things continued like this, when would it ever end?

Only two pale blue phantoms appeared behind Joanna, and before they could even attack, they were shredded into dust by two sharks.

Geng Wu gave a soft laugh, shook his head dismissively, and said with a meaningful smile, "Though we cannot kill him, we can capture him alive!" As he spoke, Geng Wu swung his fist forcefully in front of his chest, appearing to have twelve-tenths of confidence.

Tang Ling watched as her tears began to fall while she spoke, knitting his brows and opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Although Shanggu Commandery was not under the jurisdiction of the Northern Territory, Xiang Ao was, after all, the Duke of the Great Han. Moreover, under special circumstances, he held the authority to supervise the wars on the northern frontier of the Han. In ordinary times, the officials of Shanggu Commandery would not have feared Xiang Ao so much, but allowing the Xianbei to cross the border was a grave matter; no one dared to face Xiang Ao’s interrogation.

The two sat at the dining table, quietly savoring their meal. Why "savoring"? Because both were eating very slowly, chewing carefully.

A massive impact struck her from behind. In an instant, the dragon spear pierced her head. Will stared at Liu Sanqian, dying with unclosed eyes. However, Dark Elves did not possess the heaven-defying vitality of the Corpse or Demon clans; as she slowly collapsed, she would never live again.

Fang Li did not understand why Mu Zhenglin had suddenly seemed so angry while they were talking just fine moments ago. Where had she offended him again?

"So that's how it is," Ye Wu nodded, understanding the intentions of this faction. The other side wasn't ignorant of economics; they were doing it deliberately for the sake of labor exploitation.

The next day, Chen Li brought over three classmates, and Qing Yao chose one who was more articulate to pair with Li Shengsheng.

In the blink of an eye, the frost had spread to her eyebrows. She believed that in another moment, her entire face would be frozen solid.

Annoyed by those gazes, Lü Chun flicked her sleeve, and a cloud of dust several yards high rolled up behind her. That group of bandits was instantly blinded by the dust, and when they opened their eyes again, the beauty and that meddler were nowhere to be found.

After Obito’s invasion half a year ago, Shisui returned to the village once. Since then, he had been searching for Danzo’s trail, nearly catching him several times, but Danzo had always cunningly slipped away.

To ensure there was no gap in their ninjutsu, she paid a price to make certain private deals with Mingchao to obtain the rights to use his ninjutsu.

Seeing the change in her expression, Mu Zhenglin’s suspicions were further confirmed, so he decided to simply make her admit it completely.

Fortunately, the phone was answered after a few rings. Nangong Han’s deep voice came through—familiar, yet making him feel that all things had changed.

The kiss was intense and wild! Ke'er struggled twice but could not break free; gradually, her body began to go limp, and she lacked the strength to push him away. Shen Zimo’s kiss was equally overbearing; he aggressively pried open Ke'er’s pearly teeth, tracing the tip of her tongue and drawing the warmth from her body.

Her heart was filled with anxiety. She had gone out last night and hadn't returned; Shi Zichen would surely be worried. Would he look for her?

So that was it. Dong Li suddenly fell silent. The first wife probably couldn't bear to kill the child she had raised with her own hands, could she? As long as he didn't compete with her biological children, she could have raised him for a lifetime. She just hadn't expected that a moment of negligence would lead to such consequences.

"Let me go! Help!" The moment Shen Yunyou heard Zhang Qiang admit that he was the murderer, her long-taut heart finally relaxed.

Just as Ji Yucheng grasped the Immortal Sword, the supreme-grade weapon turned into a beam of light and rushed into his body, vanishing in a flash.

"I will! I believe with Qianqian's ability, she will surely be able to keep Jiang Tao in check in the future. That way, Jiang Tao won't dare to have any designs on you again!" Shi Zichen said, gently kissing Su Momo on the corner of her forehead.