Chapter 60 How Did You Sneak Up Here
Qin Yu was not merely speaking polite formulas.
These were his genuine thoughts at this moment.
Today he had a profound taste of the perils within the imperial court, knowing full well that he had become an isolated official who had stepped onto the board himself, leaving him with absolutely no other choice.
Only by eliminating everyone who sought to put him to death could he find true peace of mind. For now, there were two confirmed targets.
Feng Zhiyuan, the fifth-rank censorial inspector of the Censorate.
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Doesn't the Prince dislike that Qin Qianjue very much? Why has his attitude suddenly changed? Sun Ruhui wondered inwardly, her hands twisting her handkerchief while her eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment.
Leng Tian observed all of this, his hot blood rekindled, and he once again input a series of instructions.
Acting like a servant, he supported He Ruier out of the hotel and pulled open the door of his sports car.
Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, he found that it was not fully latched. Luo Qian'er reached out and pushed it open, the moonlight outside spilling in and casting her shadow upon the floor.
The cell phone slammed against the opposite wall with a loud bang, and then shattered into pieces on the floor, mingling with the fragments of teacups scattered all around.
This is not because Lin Mu has suddenly become wealthy and extravagant; purely because this is a common malady among these young directors in the capital nowadays.
Her brows were tightly knitted as she silently wept, her shoulders trembling with every sob as if she had suffered a great grievance, looking exceptionally sorrowful.
随后，他起身往外走去。他的手机铃声响起，他要去接一个电话，顺便去洗手间洗把脸，今晚的酒后劲有点大，烧的满脸通红发烫。
"Since you are going to do all the work, what is left for me to do?" Qin Qianjue toyed with Zhuansun Ji's hair, speaking in a spoiled and coquettish tone.
"Turn off the lights!" I roared, and the cave instantly lost all illumination as if the power had been cut, leaving only my own body radiating a brilliant glow.
Everyone stared in astonishment, completely failing to anticipate that President Gu would appear so abruptly and act with such decisive severity.
Actually, he originally wanted to say that this was basic operation and not to make a fuss, but he felt the translation would fall flat and the foreigner probably wouldn't understand.
An insider revealed that he had seen a group of out-of-town visitors at a certain inn last night; these were the people escorting Wang Lifang to the capital. Passing by, he heard some people chatting in a corner and strained his ears to catch a few fragments: Pursued by enemies from Yanzhou? Wang Lifang? Scared out of his wits?
"Rest assured, I will pursue this matter to the very end, and not a single person from your Shen family who is implicated will escape," Ye Han declared.
Bai Ling's expression suddenly turned cold, her bewitching, demonic countenance seemingly clashing discordantly with that trace of solemnity.
The former dead last in the class was now doing so well that even the Wu family dared not offend him, wearing clothes that cost a million apiece.
Other guests also noticed this scene and involuntarily widened their eyes, unable to believe what was unfolding before them.
Cheng Chen understood that this fellow undoubtedly also wished for Lei Chong to die, as only Lei Chong's death could solve the problem once and for all, except that this fellow was utterly incapable of achieving it himself.
The moment he cried out in alarm, a large swath of his companions had already fallen. The rest, seeing that the situation was critical, focused entirely on dodging the arrows. Just as they were in a flurry of panic, dozens of people rushed out from a row of rooms and surrounded them. The two sides engaged in close combat; outnumbered as they were, the battle turned into a one-sided rout.
The Snow Queen wore a gloomy expression, wishing to step forward to block the attack, but try as she might, she could not muster an equivalent level of heterogeneous energy. The situation for Lion King and Yuan Zheng was much the same. None of them looked pleasant at the moment, yet none of them feared death either.
Ye Chen concentrated on his cultivation, failing to notice that a father and son passing by his room had been disoriented and trapped by his formation.
Believe it or not, it was quite convincing; after only a short while, Consort De and Consort Shu both sent over rewards.
"Listening to Lin Song, this time the interception of the human cultivators will most likely serve as the assessment to enter the main manor. The bloodshed and results previously envisioned might not manifest," Zhang Lian said, letting out a yawn.