Chapter 50: Business Begins to Find Its Footing

“To be honest, business over by the parking lot really doesn’t compare to here. Do you know how many venues Black Dog left behind on this side?” Jiang Yuan said mysteriously.

“Isn’t it just this video hall?” Jiang Butong gazed at him intently. After handing Black Dog over to Jiang Yuan, he had completely withdrawn and didn’t involve himself any further.

“Black Dog had four under his name…”

Interrupted by Zhangsun Changqing, Zhang Ruyan glared furiously, but could do nothing about him.

She truly hadn’t gotten that far with Shen Hanshi. Even if the rumors about him and Ran Rongrong were true, she would never go to question him about it.

Beneath the glazed steps, golden stalls woven with gilt and embroidered threads were laid out in neat order, adorned with a dazzling array of shells—so many that it was overwhelming, yet still remarkably organized.

Shen Hanshi’s eyes grew darker, as if hiding something. He stared at her for a long while before calmly withdrawing his gaze, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.

Jiu’er sat there silently, still looking adorably dazed. Only after Yun Yi gave it a cup of water did it revive, arching its back and stretching contentedly.

Yun Yi rummaged through her backpack for her phone, intending to contact Long Hu, only to find the battery dead. She had no idea what time or day it was. She could only wait until morning when the shops opened on the covered bridge, borrow a charger from one of the shopkeepers, and get in touch with Tiger Brother once her phone was powered up.

Only then did Granny Zhou stop, tilting her head to glare coldly at Qin Jiao and Qin Wan, her manner arrogant as if waiting for them to apologize.

No matter how chaotic Qingzhou became, a massacre was impossible. Even the alliance of the Southern Mist sects had to exercise restraint. Now that ‘the hearts of the people’ were mostly lost, with the top seven sects suppressed on all sides, if they launched a campaign of slaughter against Qingzhou’s cultivators, news would spread and the seven sects would become targets of universal condemnation.

As Dugujian and his companions drew closer step by step, the other Sovereign-level overlords, however reluctant, gritted their teeth and forced out a drop of their purest blood essence.

To maintain his image as a devoted lover, Jiang Yu publicly declared his willingness to undergo physical modification to help Luo Xuan and Jiang Wan have a child.

At this moment, more than a hundred heavily armed men had completely surrounded those seven or eight vehicles, with over a hundred gun barrels aimed at every car.

The most serious issue was still the imposters posing as stone-gamblers who mingled into the stone market. If they were forced to cut open a stone and it was discovered that they had no idea what they were doing, not only would they have to hand over the purified essence used for selecting the stone, but they might also be violently beaten and thrown out.

When she saw the diamond bracelet, priced at exactly 120,000 yuan, her usually rapid-fire speech became almost incoherent.

When Lang Fei and the others arrived in the room where Su Rui’s body was kept, they found that candles had already been lit inside.

The inheritance of Qingyangzi must be formidable; otherwise, Li Xuanran wouldn’t be fighting so desperately. In other words, if he could obtain Qingyangzi’s legacy, it would be an immense and profitable windfall for him.

Of those present, aside from Mo Zixu and Liu Chang, the others from the nine cities and Gu Yue from the Ancient Capital all cast schadenfreude-laden glances at Leng Yi.

After the second round of assault, the pure energy barrier of the Duxing people not only exploded, but began to flicker with increasing frequency, like a glow stick about to go out.

When Wang Hao mentioned that Principal Zhang wanted him to be the dean at the school, Ye Ning’s laughter was so bright and lively it seemed to blossom like a flower.

“Zoom in on the sight!” Didi Weite sensed an ominous feeling. He had seen that figure more than once before, but it was still too far away to make out clearly.

And through the indirect communication between soul and body, he could accomplish this effortlessly—it cost him less energy than a single meal. How much energy could one meal provide? Even if he feasted daily on the most sumptuous delicacies, the ability to trade such meager energy for such tremendous gains was simply a windfall.

Suddenly, the team captain’s radio channel was filled with a barrage of urgent calls, as if the entire planet’s air force was converging on his position. Dozens of fighter jets abruptly appeared on the radar as well.