Volume 1, Chapter 142: Border Trade, Accomplished!

Qin Bao could well imagine the fierce excitement at the scene, yet he was in no rush to check it out, continuing instead to wait for the sales report.

Time trickled away until the hour of Shen in the afternoon.

Ma Liang and Han Ju returned together.

Today was indeed packed with plenty of material, but Master Baima, isn't it time to wake up now?

Yuxiaozi raised his hand once more. This time, Feng Qing did not reach out to stop him, simply allowing him to brush aside her white hair.

Thus, led by the young and able-bodied men, the special operations members of the Wolf Warrior Regiment, along with the rookie soldiers and veterans, marched in successive teams toward one village after another.

"As the saying goes, water flows downwards and people strive to go higher. You are entirely free to abandon your current husband and seek out a better man; there is nothing wrong with that, and no one will laugh at you—at least, I won't," Bingbing said with a straight face.

Before long, he heard a twittering, chattering noise. Opening his eyes to look, his scalp instantly tingled—all around him, densely packed, were mice.

Stretching lazily and sitting up straight, Kim Myung-soo corrected, "Just call me Myung-soo from now on."

The doors of the ancestral hall were also locked, the heavy brass padlock covered in a thick layer of dust. Jiang Feng unlocked the padlock, pushed open the doors of the ancestral hall, and then knelt outside the threshold, prostrating himself in deep kowtow before the spirit tablets of the Jiang family ancestors inside.

Zhao Hao let out a cold shout, his fists continuously evolving worlds. From the primordial birth of the universe to the rise of galaxies, and finally to the cosmic heat death, the evolution of worlds was completed almost in an instant.

Zhao Hao nearly burst out laughing internally. He had thought he was sharp-tongued enough, but he never expected his employee to be even more ruthless than him—truly worthy of someone who had undergone professional training.

Liang Dong followed closely behind Kaye toward her room, shooting a fierce glare at Shawn over his shoulder that scared Shawn into instantly shrinking his neck back.

Chen Xuan also felt a sense of relief. Fortunately it was discovered early; had it been found any later—the third legitimate son of the Prince of Lu was as flawless as jade trees and orchid branches, as precious as morning dew and shining pearls, putting on such a proper demeanor that he could neither be beaten, scolded, nor dealt with in any way. For the sake of a good reputation, not just anyone could casually lay a hand on members of the imperial clan.

She walked in front while Xi Cheng followed behind, maintaining a distance of two steps, neither falling behind nor overtaking her.

"Shit." Zhou Mo pushed open the car door and scrambled out. Until he completely secured his jurisdiction, he would never dare leave his car parked by the roadside with such peace of mind.

"As long as you understand my heart, that's enough. Time is precious; go seek help from the Immortal Consort. Remember, your Senior Sister and I yearn with all our hearts to see you," Su Wan longed to ask in detail about his current situation, but knowing that finding out wouldn't help anyway, she could only leave this precious time to Yuchan instead.

Her pink mouth hung wide open, and her big, watery eyes held a dazed expression, unable to keep up with Gege's rhythm once again.

Standing to the side, Chen Mo pursed his lips and chuckled inwardly. His surname was Chen, too. If not for the sake of safety and the reluctance to have a fool for a son, he could easily have taken that Chen Guangrui's place in the bridal chamber that night, and this Tang Sanzang might well have been his own flesh and blood.

The long thread retracted back beneath its belly, pulling along with it the countless strange spiders attached to the thread, all sucked into its body. The monster slowly closed its eyes, and the opening beneath its belly sealed shut. From within its body came a rumbling purr, sounding just like a beast chewing its food.

At night, a cold wind swept past, causing Yoda's skirt to flutter slightly. Her eyes were fixed unwaveringly on the front door of the bar, standing like a sniper scope in the alley across the street, locking onto the place with her gaze without shifting away for even a moment.