Chapter 143: The Clearance Plan
“This one hundred thousand yuan is enough for me to pay the workers’ wages. Combined with the thirty thousand yuan Wang Yun lent me earlier, and some funds I have on hand, the autumn production line can proceed on schedule,” Zhou Wenxiu said.
“I have something else to discuss with you today,” Jiang Butong said.
“What is it?” Zhou Wenxiu asked.
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Immediately, her face flushed red. Only then did she realize and took out her phone to check her disheveled hair with the front camera, feeling utterly helpless.
Duan Qin and Fu Yiyin spoke quietly, careful not to disturb Dongmei and Chunmei. Today, these two would be the focus of countless blessings. Dongmei stood on the left, Chunmei on the right, holding hands and smiling gently, stepping slowly toward the blurry figure in the distance.
They were not afraid to fight; instead, they feared that Lin Feng had truly chosen to yield and give up the Ancient God Clan.
Xiao Chengyu watched her sorrowful retreating figure, as if a thick fog and miasma had descended, obscuring and evading all attempts to grasp her.
With a roar, he quickly summoned his spiritual power to fortify his mind and spirit, while forming a Soul-Shattering Curse and tearing forward with claws bared.
Though mentally prepared, the mere three units of magical power still cast a dim shadow over the path ahead.
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The grotesque black shadow was easy to identify—it must be an evil spirit. But the twisted light was far less clear.
He recalled Morton, who had suffered terribly in the Soul Storm and whose consciousness had become fragmented, and also Bill and others who would still be working for him even after death.
Lin Lang remained expressionless: “A teacher’s duty is to impart knowledge and resolve doubts; naturally, nothing is off-limits.” This was quite reasonable, wasn’t it?
Gazing at the fragmented peach blossom cake in his hand and the eyes holding a faint smile, though the corners of his eyes and brows still bore a hint of world-weariness, it could not conceal the sincerity within.
“Hello, my name is Kadan, owner of the Great Soul Arena in Soto City.” Kadan smiled and extended his hand toward Zhu Zhuqing.
After all, Qin Zhunan had spent nearly a hundred thousand yuan renovating all the offices in the academy. If Liu Hong didn’t really contribute, it would be unjustifiable.
Those nearby seized the opportunity, knowing that if they didn’t act now, they could only wait helplessly. Better to take the initiative.
Perhaps delayed by official matters or due to a change in status, the three waited a long time before Yan Gongqi finally appeared in plain clothes.
When I opened the door and entered the room, Nie Qianyu was standing before the sofa, still clutching a kitchen knife.
“It’s not exactly remodeling. Our cultivation has hit a bottleneck, and upon witnessing the divine phenomena of the path of faith, we hope to try dual cultivation. Perhaps we can find a breakthrough to transcend the shackles and ascend to the late Combined stage.”
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Across the net, Schroeder watched Kaido Ryu, who was changing rackets, and couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
But then, one drop, two drops, three drops of crimson blood—still faintly warm—fell onto the ground.
With his mysterious power restraining Liuyun’s opponent, Liuyun seized the moment. The tip of the Blood-Scarred Spear instantly pierced the Wuzun’s heart.
If she left with Tang Hao now, given her strength she could not face him. If Tang Hao truly intended to kill her and seize the soul bone to heal his injuries, she would have no means of resistance.
Gong Yuze’s convoy returned to the city as evening fell, around six o’clock. He looked at the sleeping Xia Anning but had no intention of taking her home. Instead, he brought her straight to his villa.
Because he needed a quiet environment to work, the nanny’s room door was closed. Nian Mu first knocked, and upon hearing Mu Shaoling’s “Come in,” she pushed the door open and entered.
Cultivators, especially those like Lang Yan on the brink of advancing to the Primordial Celestial Realm, must never allow their inner demons to block their path, lest endless troubles follow.
Gao Kai’s voice carried a hint of laziness, his eyes half-closed, softening his aura considerably.