Chapter 55: Super Ability, Wisdom Root

She originally planned to go back today and agree to his proposal after having a few drinks, but she never expected that she wouldn't be able to return.

Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow and smiled bitterly to himself—this mother-in-law was truly going to great lengths just to tear apart their marriage.

Those people were gossiping animatedly behind her back. When Chu Qiong walked over with her number tag, they didn't even dare to breathe heavily, only daring to observe her from the corners of their eyes.

The next day, when Wang Song saw Qi Huai and Chu Qiong appearing in his field of vision at the same time, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhou Luo was slightly stunned, and then she recalled the scene of her meeting Jiang Boxuan at the hotel and him rushing over afterwards.

Ada had decent aptitude. If not for the burden of his messy family, Ada's cultivation realm would have long surpassed that of their leader.

The only thing that gave her some comfort was that Ruan Shuqing was also unaware of it and had not joined forces with Xia Chuan to pull this off.

Aofa had no time to parry and could only watch as Lota's fist struck toward him at an unfathomable "speed" from his perspective.

Black Dog, however, saw it clearly. Although the bolt of lightning he unleashed ultimately hit the pillar in Zhang Yunshan's hand, it seemed to bounce off directly and crashed into the city gate.

Logically speaking, with so many students wandering outside instead of attending class, teachers would certainly have come out to stop them in the past.

Just at that moment, a figure appeared within everyone's sight. Yes! The other party appeared out of nowhere, frightening the people present.

"Li Caihua, has the Myriad Flower Palace taken any actions recently?" Venerable Fashen asked with his aged eyes flickering.

The good news, however, was that the annoying Alistar in the bottom lane had finally quieted down, leading the senior martial brother to wonder if Zhou Yang had been intimidated by his own overwhelming dominance.

In the nick of time, Zhan Zhizhan hastily changed his stance, tapping his right foot on the ground and drifting toward the rear flank, borrowing the momentum of the "Blood Butterfly's" punch.

Clearly, Real Madrid's current two-game winning streak had nothing to do with him, yet he still received interview invitations from several media outlets.

After a moment, Lu Qian's figure darted through the two of them like a butterfly flitting among flowers. She placed her hands on her hips and glared furiously at the man in white.

Although she was already at the eighth layer of the Qi Gathering Realm, the gap was still far too vast when facing a sword cultivator in the Dust-Exceeding Realm.

Li Dachun had no reason to suspect otherwise. No one dared to forge a medal from the Star-Polar Martial Arts Hall; anyone who had ever tried faced a miserable end.

"Qingya, we cannot let Yutong act so recklessly," Donghuang Baizhi said in a deep voice. This plain carving had exceeded expectations by too much, and she even felt that he hadn't used his full strength at all.

Ye Hua froze, covering his forehead with his right hand as he slowly began to laugh, growing increasingly frantic. Qingya, who was drunk, joined in with wild laughter as well. The scene felt like two madmen having a laughing contest.

Bai Weiyang glanced at the two patients once more, confirming that the pain had been going on for quite some time and that they wouldn't die anytime soon.

"Mesdames, although this person is under control, everything he is doing stems from the subconscious." Daji seemed somewhat understanding and thus voiced her confusion.

Li Xiaoran's violence far exceeded her expectations. At such close range, provoking him further would not be a wise choice.

In her past life, Su Jinyin had never met Prince Qing, but she had heard a thing or two about him. Prince Qing excelled in warfare and was Princess Zhaohui's full brother. It was said that the prince was righteous and unyielding, an extremely strict man.

She walked over quietly, picked up the blanket from the floor to drape over Ye Hua, placed the breakfast on the coffee table, and casually opened the windows to air out the room. Only after finishing these tasks did she withdraw from the office.

For instance, opening a Xueyu Amusement Park in Modu. The Xueyu Amusement Park in Jingdu primarily catered to northern China, whereas the one in Modu could reach the eastern coastal regions—areas densely populated across the country. Modu's population was by no means smaller than Jingdu's, and its commercial atmosphere was even more vibrant.

The crucial point was that Lin Yu, acting as both a director and an investor, held immense clout within the company, which consequently elevated the importance of the entire creative department.

Who was truly close to her? Who was distant? Who genuinely cherished her, and who merely viewed her as a pawn?

Gao Kui felt a sudden surge of heat and heaviness on his forehead, rolling his eyes upward to check the situation while trying to wipe it with his hand. Xuanxuan failed to stop him in time, and as a result, Gao Kui's hands and face were covered in it. Xuanxuan clutched her nose and bolted far away in a flash.

"Since I already have three wives, would you mind if I had other wives?" Leng Yi thought of Lanruo and wanted to seize this opportunity to bring up the matter regarding her. As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward Bai Susu, who was aware of what had transpired between him and Lanruo in Japan.

At this point, Jiang Xinyao and the others appeared somewhat overwhelmed because their playstyle and team composition leaned heavily toward a late-game scaling setup.

Given that there was a benchmark—Alipay could develop so successfully without the local government interfering much—why couldn't Jiangsu Province have a company like that?

If Ding Li threatened to execute Geng Ji should they refuse to retreat, Geng Zhi would undoubtedly have ordered an assault on the city without the slightest hesitation. However, they had not intended to storm the city at this juncture; if they could halt for a day and exchange their nephew back, naturally there was nothing wrong with that.

At the other end of the table, Wang Shilin, the manager of FG, was tinkering with the projector.

"You won't give up until you reach the grave—that's precisely the kind of person you are. Enough with the nonsense, bring that maid over to me." Lin Zhengfeng raised an eyebrow and said.

Lang Fei and the Fierce King exchanged glances, both catching a trace of a smile in the other's eyes. It was obvious that the two of them wanted to make Wu Xi believe they were deceiving him, whereas in reality, Lang Fei and the Fierce King had already fully recovered their strength.

Simultaneously, they sat down, sighing as they exchanged gazes. At that moment, Liu Yuecan's inner sorrow seemed to have eased slightly. Looking into Shen Jiannan's eyes, a hint of joy seemed to emerge; her eyes grew hazy as her mind drifted in thought.

Various influential families actually placed a high value on martial artists, considering that while some problems could be resolved openly, there were many others that could not.

He suddenly bounded up, threw his arms around the person's neck, and shouted something unintelligible before everyone scattered and the race began.

Yang Erlang was actually a Golden Core cultivator and naturally wasn't afraid of drinking, yet he had genuinely never tasted such potent liquor. After merely four bowls, he collapsed against the corner of the wall.

Su Wanwan pondered for a moment, gathered some food alongside Qi Chengfeng, and headed together toward the place where the Young Master of Moshang resided.