Volume 1, Chapter 28: Is There a Man Showering in the Room?

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"Stop putting on airs here. I should be the one asking why you invoked the power of time to interfere with my spatial stability!" Upon hearing Dialga’s words, Palkia was deeply annoyed and retorted sharply.

During the Spring Festival, my parents told me to invite Mu Meiqing over, but I refused. To be honest, compared to Mu Meiqing, I would much rather invite Meng Meizi. As I have mentioned before, to me, Meng Meizi is like family; she is obedient and doesn't mess around like Mu Meiqing.

I thought He Liancheng would continue to keep his eyes down, but as soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, he calmly raised his paddle and bid one million directly.

"I am the Sun God! Today, I establish the sacred and inviolable Temples of Fire, Thunder, and Ice!" As his words fell, three more pillars of light shot into the sky.

Just as the white fox was about to dash out of the cave, a massive black shadow suddenly blocked the entrance.

The year 2008 flew by in a blink; time truly travels at lightning speed. Yet, thinking about 2015 now, 2008 feels as recent as yesterday, still fresh in my immediate memory.

If he could not dismantle the threat instantly, he could not guarantee the child's safety. The Underworld Emperor felt immense frustration, but he calmed down in an instant. What comes must be accepted, and what is accepted must be resolved. After gazing deeply at the sleeping child, he sat cross-legged in the center of the platform, focusing on regulating his internal breath.

If the prince appeared, the opposition in the palace would certainly make a move. At that point, by capturing the ringleader and following the trail, they would surely catch that supernatural being.

Just as I was seeing her off at the building, Liu Tian’s car slowly pulled in. He waved at me through the window, signaling for me to wait for him at the entrance for a moment.

Seeing Yang Ye acknowledge him, the man, who looked about seventeen or eighteen, rushed over in a flurry, hugged Yang Ye, and said excitedly.

"Xie Bangui! Have you lost your mind?" After regaining consciousness, Mei Xin’er rushed over regardless of everything, pulling him into her arms, trembling so violently she could barely speak.

Shen Shiyi followed Murong Di off the stage. Suddenly, Murong Di turned back and said, "You were great today." With that, he returned to his usual roguish demeanor.

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After eating, the two of them went to Qian Mo’s private piano room. There was only one piano near the window, with a pot of white hyacinths placed on top. The sunlight streaming in from the window bathed the flowers in a soft glow.

Regarding Qian Zhao’s "deception," both the old man and Dong Zhuo understood each other perfectly. They suddenly exchanged a smile, a flicker of silent consensus passing between them.

Seeing this, Su Qingshi, who was nearby, shook her head. Her eyes were filled with disappointment, and she gripped her hands so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

Old Hei did not notice that as he moved, the thin monkey beside him retreated more than a yard, and the look he gave him shifted to one of pity.

He chanted melodiously: "Gale winds forge the saintly body, immortal fruits shape the true spirit. Magical power startles the sea of clouds, divine abilities seize the roaring thunder." Immediately, two figures appeared in the air—it was Lei Ming and the Blood Fiend Demon Corpse.

"Alright, thank you for the performance, Senior Sister Shiyi. Now that all the contestants have finished, we move on to the final segment." It wasn't until the host took the stage that everyone finally recovered from the spell of Shen Shiyi’s performance.

"Really?" Yu Bo was overjoyed to hear she wasn't leaving. Ever since she had left, the whole house had felt cold and desolate.

"Kill—" The people behind roared even louder, partly to embolden themselves and partly to add a sense of murderous intent to this place usually filled with wine and revelry.

However, ever since the former family head, Huang Fei, passed away, the Huang family had been declining little by little. From Ruan Lin, Mo Fan learned the truth of what happened twenty years ago—things even she had only heard from Huang Feng in the last few days.

Fang Jingrui heard this and nearly spat out the scalding hot porridge in his mouth. So, because he had been a step late entering the room last night, she had locked him out and made him scream until his throat was raw? Was that not her doing?

From then on, most of the maritime disasters in this region were eliminated. However, Wang Xilu’s true form as the Dragon King was exposed from that day forward. The house he had lived in was later called the "Dragon King Temple" by the people.

"Su Nan, did you fail to save them?" Monkey adjusted his headset and spoke to Su Nan. He found it strange that Su Nan and Paul were using a private channel.

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He walked closer to take a look. Ran Deng naturally recognized him: a man with white hair and a white beard, two white eyebrows drooping to his cheeks, a long hairpin in his hair, a thin face, wearing a long robe, holding a horsetail whisk, and standing amidst the clouds with a gentle smile. This was none other than the Taoist Hongjun from Xuandu Cave on Mount Kunlun.

Puma’s warning cast a shadow over the atmosphere in the room. Including Daliba, everyone looked grave, wanting to speak but holding back. What was going on? Zhou Yu looked around in confusion, but no one answered him.

Mu Zhi cried secretly several times over this, until one time when Ye Luying was about to leave, she mustered the courage to pull Ye Luying aside while Mrs. Wang was off taking leave from Master Wang.

Li Tianqi gathered his courage and slowly walked into the hall. Because the mirror was facing the entrance, his reflection appeared on the bronze mirror the moment he stepped inside.

Out of sight, out of mind, Liu Heping turned around and sat back down in front of the monitoring screen. At that moment, Li Nan and the others walked out of the hot water room, and suddenly, Li Nan shot a smile toward Liu Heping’s line of sight.

At this time, the catapults suddenly adjusted their angles, and stones flew over the defensive line into the mining pit. The entire site was left in shambles by the rain of rocks.

The Director Liu mentioned by Li Nan was the deputy director of the outpatient department, Liu Heping, who had previously had a conversation with Zhang Li in the hospital lobby. At this moment, the fact that Liu Heping would appear on the second basement level, having just been shouting at the top of his lungs, was a matter Zhang Li and the others would not let go of until it was explained.

Since he had already promised old Barnett to let the matter rest, he certainly did not want his nephew to blow things out of proportion.

Just as Song Tieyun was feeling smug, a voice suddenly startled him so much that he choked, the cigarette smoke stinging his throat and sending him into a violent coughing fit.