Chapter 80: Li’er, Let’s Do It Once More

This person frowned slightly. Compared to the one above, she truly could not measure up! Who didn’t know by now that in the Di Corporation, the most formidable and influential backer was Su Qingli? Su Qingli glanced at the wedding dress. “I don’t want to argue with you any further. I still have matters to attend to. I’ve basically figured out the whole story now.” Then she looked to the side. “Everyone doesn’t…”

Suddenly, hearing the greeting, Su Jie threw the fish food from her hand and watched as it was devoured by the koi before turning her head towards the voice. Seeing so many people getting into the “private vehicle,” Hu Jiao Jiao was tempted as well. She shouted, “Wait for me!” and, grabbing her travel bag, boarded the vehicle too.

Back then, Chu Lingxuan had sent word that after his return to Tang Garden, he would adopt Dabo as his godson. In today’s letter, he had specifically mentioned this matter again.

The next moment, the second head from the left of the nine-headed Xudela spewed out a stream of pure white icy energy—a blast of frigid cold at ultra-low temperature, aimed straight at An Yizhi.

“Your Majesty, there is actually a way: kill that man,” Du Gu Ren suddenly said, placing the Sky-Peering Mirror before him.

People from the Starsea had been searching everywhere, but as soon as the defensive array on this side was activated, they instantly realized where the problem lay. The more prominent figures hurried over at once.

Once, Du Gu Liuli had been as delicate as a flower—one sword stroke could have ended her. But now, the flower had sprouted wings and learned to fly?

Jin Jiaye tossed aside the red silk in his hand and strode forward to embrace Feng Xi. Startled, Feng Xi instinctively wrapped her arms around Jin Jiaye’s neck.

With a single reach, he pulled into his arms the sparkling-eyed Jin Dandan, who had been desperately trying to crawl toward the ginseng king in Jin Jiaye’s embrace, and stuffed him into Jin Jiaye’s arms as he rushed over.

“Is that even possible?” This time it was Dabo who spoke, for he thought this nothing short of a fairy tale: with less than five thousand yuan in capital, could one make a million in just a year? Was this some kind of joke?

“If you’ve got the guts, come and take my head. If not, go home and drink your milk,” Xiong Kuohai mocked.

With a gentle wave of his sleeve, Ling Xiao withdrew his gaze and turned to leave. As he passed the guards, his sharp eyes fell upon the sword at one man’s waist. With another flick of his left sleeve, the sword leapt from its scabbard in response.

In contrast to her dazzling brilliance, Han Miaomiao’s face was pale as wilted wood, her thin form appearing utterly out of place before such radiance.

Hans, intrigued, poured himself a glass of wine, lazily swirling it while his eyes locked precisely onto her slender silhouette.

“Let him in,” Yang Guang said. Hollowed out by wine and women, he had little appetite; after a few bites, he gave the order.

Wu Anfu, having clarified the way, promptly led everyone to the Jia Liu Pavilion. From afar, they saw Qin Qiong’s yellow steed tied at the door. On inquiry, they learned Qin Qiong was upstairs on the second floor.

When Yang Yang walked out without a word, Mu Dongqiang and the other two exchanged glances, each seeing confusion in the others’ eyes. They had clearly heard the boss and Sister Xiaowan in the same room just now, so why did the boss leave with such a blank expression? Could it be Sister Xiaowan had refused him, and the boss was angry?

He pulled out a Sacred Silence scroll from his backpack. Within a half-yard radius around Xu Xiang’s right hand, all light-elemental magic instantly vanished, as if devoured, leaving a temporary vacuum of magical energy.

The liquor was indeed strong—potent enough to rouse her spirits after just a few sips. The malaise that had plagued her these past days was swept away by the high concentration of alcohol. Now, every cell in her body seemed to come alive.

We are quite gratified; that indomitable spirit attracted the giants, and attracted me as well. We returned to the surface and chose him—the giants accepted him.