Chapter 33 Finding Her a Job

Zhong Chenren was beaten until he was dizzy and jumping about, yet he stubbornly refused to yield, his neck stiff as he argued, "I... I and Meng Wanshu are just... just ordinary friends... I haven't done anything to betray Mingli!"

"Still daring to lie! Still daring to shield that vixen!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunxue’s fury flared up even higher, and her grip instinctively tightened.

"Do you take me for a three-year-old child so easily fooled?"

"Whose subordinate are you? How did you run back to..." Before he could finish the word "back," Luoma Ren saw Yan Tianyou raise his head from five paces away. The sight of the man's Han Chinese features left him speechless, and he stood there pointing at Yan Tianyou, unable to utter a sound.

Although she had long known that Ji Weiyan and Lin Yuan would attend such a gala together, hearing her pointedly mention it made Zhao Qingran feel as though she were flaunting her position.

With a cautious thought flashing through his mind, the Blood Evil Venerable flicked his wrist. The folding fan in his hand snapped open with a sharp sound and was held before him, forcefully blocking Lin Xiu’s punch.

Xiao Tao took the auction catalog and began flipping through it. The catalog was exquisitely made, with the auction items depicted vividly and described in great detail. There were not many items in this auction—a total of thirty—but there were quite a few treasures among them.

Their school uniforms made it clear they were from the same school, and they were heading in the same direction, having emerged from the same building entrance. Even their walking speeds were nearly identical; it would be nothing but hypocritical to pretend not to speak to each other.

"If she’s not in the room, where could she be?" Jin Yue curled his lips lazily, his deep, phoenix-like eyes blinking slightly.

Everyone watched Dr. Zhuang’s movements in silence. After the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, Dr. Zhuang remained rosy-cheeked, showing absolutely no signs of poisoning. This confirmed that the snacks sold by the Hua family were indeed free of toxins.

Emperor Qingxuan and Prince Hao focused on different aspects of what they heard, so their feelings naturally differed. Prince Hao focused on the "profit" in Ruhua’s words, while Emperor Qingxuan focused on the "sincerity."

Ji Weiyan curled his lips as he watched her. He didn't speak when he heard her words, but the smile in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

The Moon Goddess Crown is the ultimate dream of every dancer. To use one’s dance to light up the crown that belongs to them on that beautiful, dreamlike stage is like a Moon Goddess descending to earth, reaping her own unique glory in the pitch-black, silent night.

"Your Highness, what are you saying? How could I not welcome you? It is our shop’s honor for you to visit; how could we not welcome you?" Manager Wang was startled by what Ye Tian said.

Ye Tian looked at the students below and said slowly, "Hello everyone, my name is Ye Tian. From now on, we are classmates." After speaking, Ye Tian smiled, appearing even more approachable.

In other words, as long as Chen Yi and his companion could evade the Sect Master’s notice, this night raid would be a complete success.

While discussing the Wulong Marsh with Li Chi, Chen Yi also obtained some useful information. It turned out that a great monk at the Leiyin Temple, one of the three holy lands, had calculated that the best maturity period for the immortal grass was three days away. Therefore, it was decreed that no one was allowed to enter before then, or they would be considered an enemy of the martial arts world.

The audience whispered in discussion, with members of Seigaku and Fudomine naturally among them. Various questions arose regarding Goto’s shot and Hamaaki’s missed ball.

Han Lai immediately rushed to the door and picked up the thin sheet of paper, holding one side toward the sun and the other toward himself. The paper was highly transparent, and the blinding light pierced right through it. Han Lai squinted slightly, his gaze sweeping across the paper, where a few forceful characters appeared.

"Bastard! Chen Yi, you bastard! You dare to kill my Wan family members; I will definitely grind your bones to dust!" Wan Ting roared with a heart-wrenching scream.