Chapter 85: Persuasion

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“What are you still standing there for? Hurry and bring that person back to me!” The president grew anxious upon seeing Yan Yuanqing depart, especially as his subordinate remained rooted to the spot, looking utterly bewildered as if he hadn’t understood anything at all.

At last, the man realized that when he first entered the office, the person standing nearby was actually the owner of that exam paper!

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Monsters and immortals share a common trait—the ability to divine fate. As Yi Tong departed, Xi Yi appeared seemingly out of nowhere. I suspect Yi Tong foresaw Xi Yi’s arrival and slipped away in advance.

Countless streams of violet flames slashed mercilessly like blades, while the trees roared in the air with a fury terrifying enough to seem monstrous.

Dudu grew up in the wild, so his name could not be changed lightly, but things were different for the other three.

That was why, upon hearing Taishi Xiongba’s earnest persuasion, she couldn’t help but feel a fondness for him, which led her to speak as she had.

On the other end, after Li Ming left, Ye Zhiyuan, in a fit of rage, smashed everything in the house he could lift. At last, clutching Li Ming’s shattered glasses, he ran into the room in tears and hugged Ye Jing tightly.

That day, he wore a suit of lilac satin, the robe edged with silver hollowed-out hibiscus blossoms, and a jade belt at his waist. He was a portrait of elegance, exuding an aura of supreme beauty.

After a cold laugh, Lang Bao summoned from the snowy domain, transformed into a spirit beast, opened its mouth, and let out a roar, clearly pleased with this scene.

“What on earth happened? Chen Ling shouldn’t have let you escape to my house, should he?” After a pause, Zhou Xuan looked at Ke Jing and asked.

He had always been rather strict outside, and even with her, though he smiled, it was always a reserved, gentle smile. Never before had he laughed so freely and openly, as he did now, utterly relaxed and at ease.

The visitor was Nangong Ningshuang, who, upon hearing Murong Xue had been seriously wounded, hurried over, unable to rest easy without seeing her.

“Wait here, I’ll arrange everything right away. I promise there won’t be any problems.” Wang Yilong said to Lin Yating before dashing out the door.

“Yes!” The Tiger Squad members scattered with a roar, ignoring their near-exhausted bodies, and charged straight for the rubble at the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

“This ledger was completed under the supervision of all factory workers, with three accountants working together. Every figure is accurate and true—there’s absolutely no falsification.” As the factory director spoke, he opened the ledger and handed it to Wang Yilong.

“I’ll go place the wards first. Watch as I light them.” Li Dian carried a set of counter-stealth wards and two vision wards. He then burrowed underground with his ultimate, heading straight from the second tower’s bottom lane toward the Infernal Demon’s lair.

“His cultivation is truly this formidable?” Water Key and Wooden Paul were both shocked; even if the two of them struck together, not even the trio of Swift Spirits would dare take it head-on.

Li Ziyu was also startled; he had expected Yue Fei to attack at the Heavenly Chasm, not to strike as soon as they entered Guanshan Pass. But there was no time to think further—he jerked his reins and galloped back to the fifty men he had brought.

At this time, the renminbi’s exchange rate stood nearly a hundred percentage points above the baseline, holding steady and unmoving.

“Honored Exalted Ones, please plead for me. If you kill me, the Mirror Blue Continent will perish with me.” Bie Xi urgently spoke, suddenly remembering this vital point, seemingly forgetting the mysterious power that had surged in him days before, elevating his strength considerably.

Yuancode had been in the same class as Zhuge Yang for three years and knew his temperament best. When Zhuge Yang made up his mind, not even eight oxen could drag him back; not even if the President himself came.

She let go of Gong Yuyue, bracing herself against the wall, her waist limp and bent, gasping desperately in exhaustion.