Chapter 50: A Gift for the Visit

“Has he arrived?” Qin Yan’s tone was tinged with excitement; she could hardly wait to see Liu Yong.

“He’s here, bringing in the gifts we prepared for you at the door,” Wang Feifei replied, her lips curving into a smile.

She was certain her grandmother would take a liking to Liu Yong. After all, the Liu Corporation was a titan in the construction industry. If the Wang family could secure an alliance with the Lius, there would be countless benefits and not a single drawback.

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It was a kind of vividness that made one question if this man had once been a cadaver in some medical school’s anatomy lab—his skin seemed stripped away, leaving only the neat patterns of his muscles exposed to the world.

There was no time to think. Lin Qianye hastily crossed his arms above his head to shield himself, but a searing pain shot through both limbs as Long Xingyu’s kick landed mercilessly on them. The force was so tremendous that he was sent crashing down onto the Tianyun Platform, the impact raising a thick cloud of dust.

He was not afraid to lose a single pig; the farm had plenty more. What he truly dreaded was a possible outbreak of disease. Since he had penicillin at hand, he decided to administer an injection first and observe the results.

Secondly, there was no longer anyone in the city who would bully them. They could now beg without worry, free from the threat of vicious beggar gangs stealing the food from their hands. They were all members of the Beggars’ Sect now, all familiar faces.

The manager, after carefully examining the key card and confirming its authenticity, stopped making things difficult for Ye Fei. He found it hard to believe—a five-star hotel manager himself, he couldn’t afford to stay at five-star hotels when traveling, yet here was a box lunch vendor checking in. Was selling lunches really this profitable these days?

Although this was essentially strong-arming the sale, Li Zimu felt no guilt whatsoever—after all, they were the landlords.

Li Zimu observed quietly, deeply satisfied. With this, the Beggars’ Sect had finally gained a foothold, and his authority had been firmly established through the expulsion of the villains.

On that day, Dongfang Qi had failed to track Tang Chuan atop Cangwu Mountain and hurried straight to the Qilin Holy Clan. Producing the Void Mirror, he returned to the East Sea. He had only a vague sense for the Pearl of Insight, but after calming his mind to search, he caught the faintest trace of Tang Chuan flying north and pursued it relentlessly.

Lin Yitian remained silent. That very morning, a clansman had delivered a letter. At first glance, he knew it had come from Li Qing’s hand. Immediately, he’d read through its contents with utmost care.

Dressed in his armor, Han Xin looked every inch the embodiment of heroism. The sunlight reflected off him so blindingly that the soldiers below squinted, unable to see him clearly.

In no time at all, Qin Tianlin had written out a prescription of more than twenty medicinal ingredients on the paper, and approached unhurriedly.

The muscles in Wang Xuan’s face twitched. Damn it—dozens of the nation’s top doctors couldn’t break this poison, and you say it’s not difficult?

Liu San immediately barked orders, then, gathering all his strength, shouted to his fifty-odd subordinates, “What are you all standing around for?”

Under the tranquil, shadowy night sky, the Pope’s chambers glowed with soft light. Bathed and refreshed, Bibidong sat before her dressing table, brushing her lustrous hair. Clad in a pink nightgown, her voluptuous figure was half veiled, her creamy shoulders dusted with a rosy hue, smooth as jade, inviting a bite.

There had to be someone orchestrating and directing matters from the shadows, as well as dedicated intelligence and technical support for this pipeline.

By now, Azure Luan was fully immersed in a state of selflessness; all that remained in her heart were a few vital pursuits—growing stronger, becoming powerful, and protecting those she wished to protect.

Such statements initially drew little notice from the guards present. It was, after all, just the sort of thing Elina would do. However, as the officer continued his speech…

At first, Chu Yunxiu was startled to see White Crane here. Since when did Zhang Xinjie permit BaTu team members to be out past eleven?