Chapter 51

Back then, when Gu Mingjue and the others repeatedly submitted memorials asking to resign, Gu Mingyan stubbornly refused to let them go, leaving them with no choice but to stay in the capital.

He felt as though he had been completely played by Heng Yanlin at this moment; what kind of nonsense was this?

Angel kept tugging at Lin Ke's hem, pulling frantically as if something urgent was happening. Lin Ke, who was thoroughly enjoying his food, asked impatiently, "What do you want, Angel?" Seeing that Angel still wouldn't let go, Lin Ke had no choice but to get up reluctantly and follow Angel deeper into the granary.

At the award ceremony, she held her gold medal high, scanning the audience as if searching for the whereabouts of Chang Yi and Kong Yixian. She simply wanted to let them see her championship, so that they would speak to a champion with a bit more courtesy.

When Han Jinyu clearly heard Qi Rui's words, her nervous and uneasy heart found a sense of solace.

I walked over. As I got closer, I could see the grime on her face—she probably begrudged using soap, figuring it wouldn't wash off anyway. There were several new injuries on her hands, along with traces of adhesive tape. Sweeping the streets and doing hard labor every day must have made her joints ache terribly, right?

Hearing Meijiao's reply, Luo Cheng's expression shifted slightly, an inexplicable sense of loss washing over him, though he couldn't quite figure out where such a feeling came from.

Fortunately, it was said that the people of the Saint-Garment Clan had no desire to meddle in mortal affairs. Even if they investigated something, it wouldn't lead to any major incidents.

When Monkey Five saw the newcomer, he immediately deflated like a punctured ball and slapped a ingratiating smile onto his face: "Isn't this Lord Long? What a coincidence..." Before he could finish his flattery, the stern-looking man called Lord Long spat out a single, low word: "Scram!" Not daring to act presumptuously, Monkey Five hastily led his subordinates and fled, leaving a trail of dust in their wake.

Under the impact of this powerful and vast seawater, their strength could no longer sustain them.

Although Yan Sizong's sigh sounded like a reprimand, his expression, brimming with doting, paternal affection, did little to conceal his pride and self-satisfaction.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, flipped his hand to put away the starry sky map, and slowly stood up, stepping into the void with a single stride.

Xu Jingleng didn't care whether the caller was a stranger or not; right now, what he needed was to answer the phone and see if he could stumble upon a chance to be invited into a film crew.

However, that being said, if Minister Yu ran into trouble under his jurisdiction, he, as the department director, would find it difficult to shirk responsibility.

"All of you, come in!" He leisurely settled into his seat, and his Daoist avatar—formed via the technique of One Qi Transforming into Three Cleans and transformed into the appearance of Gu Yuan—sat down right beside him.

"Village Chief, when are we going to fix this road? So I can invite the County Magistrate over to witness your monumental achievements!" Zhao Tiezhu said with a half-smile.

All she could bring to Su Yuzhe was the hormone-driven stimulation of his reckless youth, the encouragement of a pampered existence, and comfort after defeat.

Seeing that these people wanted to escape, the newcomer immediately lunged forward in a single bound, grabbed one of them by the collar at the back of the neck, and with a resounding thud, yanked the person flying backward for two meters.

Not long after they got married, the school term began. Zhang Dahui went to school just like before, driving there in the morning and driving back in the afternoon.

Wang Ning in the simulation renewed a ten-year membership with the son of Kuafu. He emptied several mirror worlds for the son of Kuafu, and in return, the son of Kuafu would earnestly assist him during this period.

Perhaps this wasn't just empty politeness. This year Naruto had just been born, twelve years before the Chunin Exams.

Had it not been for certain reasons of her own, she would never have grown so familiar with him, and naturally, she would never have witnessed this side of her.

The moment Cai Min returned to the Cai family, she retreated to her room and wept bitterly. Both Cai's father and the eldest Cai brother wore rather unsightly expressions.

The Two-Tails Jinchuriki began releasing Matatabi's chakra once again. As a veteran Jinchuriki, while borrowing the tailed beast's chakra, he was also capable of altering the shape of the extended chakra tails.

"Can you let me get close to him? As long as I get close, I will definitely cut off his head," Fengxian said.

Nowadays, more and more people were working in the workshop, and the lack of space had become a major issue. She had considered buying a factory building, but none currently met her satisfaction. Furthermore, dealing with the Land Bureau and the Administration for Industry and Commerce to purchase one was simply too troublesome.

Sheathing the jewel-encrusted dagger in his hand that he had just used to vent his anger and damage, he leaned down amidst the protection of a throng of soldiers and officers to inspect the corpse at his feet.

Harkan didn't know much, but from the way Bardi subconsciously tried to win him over in ordinary times, the things he said, and the tasks he used him for, it was enough to know that Bardi was a man of ambition who put his plans into action.

Even a sect that cared little for its reputation would likely find its expression rather unpleasant upon hearing such gossip, wouldn't it?

Chen Hu was thrilled beyond measure, while Tang Ye said in a deep voice, "Sink your waist, steady your stance, and fix your gaze on the red sun until its rays become too dazzling to look at directly." While speaking the first two sentences, Tang Ye patted Chen Hu's body to help him secure his horse stance and gaze at the rising sun.

Chen Hu covered his forehead—throbbing from Sun Yumiao's knock—with one hand and his mouth with the other, looking innocently at Sun Xinyu and Liu Lili.

The Saint King realm was actually not far from the Great Emperor realm, but taking that step was exceptionally difficult.

"I can teach you some mundane martial arts techniques. If you practice diligently, you will also achieve results. Learning these mundane arts isn't as dry and tedious as sitting cross-legged in meditation. Would you like to learn?" Tang Ye asked with a smile.

Indeed, strictly speaking, Chu Jingge was not the type of person who lacked mystical arts. After all, the Pure Yang Sword Dao was a top-tier Daoist sword manual of supreme status. Had Chu Jingge not received Chen Feiyun's true transmission, how could he possibly have acquired this sword manual?

"That's wonderful, Yarl. You are so generous. Now I am one step closer to successful revenge," Mathilde said happily after figuring out Byron's meaning.

As it turned out, all three of Li Ping's spiritual roots happened to lean toward defensive and auxiliary attributes, which was truly quite unfortunate.

"You don't look like you're fine at all! Did something happen? Tell me. Or did someone bully you? Who is it? I'll go teach him a lesson!" Ren Bufan asked nervously.