Chapter 36: A Different Touch

"It is too powerful. With this, we no longer need to worry about others coming to seize our City of Bauhinia," Ice-Snow Tang exclaimed. Naturally, he was at his own estate; no matter how flowery Old Madam Ma’s words were or how seasoned her performance, he knew how to maintain the proper boundaries.

Li Hua watched the black snake cautiously, sensing a crisis even more intense than before; he had not felt this nervous even when surrounded by thousands of snakes. Li Hua hurriedly shook Han Wei with increased force, hoping to wake him, as all his hopes were pinned on him.

Then, everyone chimed in with various suggestions. On the surface, they all seemed reasonable, but upon closer scrutiny, each one revealed fatal flaws, or some were simply impossible to execute.

Feng Yiheng, who had been completely ignored, felt a stifling sensation in his chest, as if he were on the verge of vomiting blood.

"Are you feeling better?" Gu Nian walked over, placed the arranged flowers on the nightstand, reached out to touch her slightly cool forehead, and gazed at her sunken eyes. Heart aching, she reached out to stroke them and held her hand.

*Oh, I’m not blind, of course I saw it! He can't be so unintelligent that he doesn't understand what I meant! He’s doing this to annoy me on purpose.*

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In Saint Dianfu’s mind, Ling Feng had already become synonymous with cunning; how could she possibly form an alliance with him?

"Warrior Xiang, please sit here for a moment and have some tea while I lead these two distinguished guests to the registration office," Xiao Li said politely to Xiaoyaozi.

Qin Feng was naturally free-spirited and truly unaccustomed to addressing Li Shimin as "Your Majesty" at every turn. He sat down beside Li Shimin and offered a word of thanks.

Jin Shengzhe’s arms transformed into a Tyrannosaurus rex form, and with a powerful outward thrust, the chain connecting the handcuffs snapped.

What Lin Yu had not expected was that it wasn't just ordinary cultivators who couldn't do this; even the Mask in his prime could not have achieved it. This had nothing to do with the level of cultivation, but rather an innate talent that was difficult to comprehend.

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However, Chen Fugui’s horse stance remained steady, his expression solemn, his brows furrowed, and his breathing followed an extremely strange, perhaps even eerie, rhythm.

And so, the three plots of land found their owners: one thousand acres of wasteland were purchased by Brother Leopard for five million, the thousand-acre Dog-Tail Barren Mountain—theoretically suitable for development—was acquired by President Zhao of Bubugao Supermarket for 2.5 million, while the Ox-Tail Mountain, also one thousand acres in size, was unexpectedly won by Ye Yan with a low bid of 150,000.

"Let’s hear it first. My father hasn't exactly been going easy on me with tasks lately; I’m not sure I can handle any more!" Xiao Yi was naturally not so easily swindled.

This was the key to Li Chengqian’s use of Qin Feng, yet he never imagined that Qin Feng, who could speak so eloquently and offer such brilliant advice, didn't actually understand the subject at all. He was simply recalling details about flood control from future generations, which allowed him to offer suggestions.

At the critical moment, Xiao Yi "blinked" to stand in front of him, simultaneously activating an Ice Shield to block the two incoming arrows.

"Ten thousand spirit stones!" The man in seat 165 seemed intent on competing with him, suddenly raising the bid to ten thousand.

As for any future trouble, even if the authorities investigated, they wouldn't be able to trace it back to Guan Hongda. It was a case of one party willing to strike and the other willing to suffer; he wasn't breaking the law.

"Hei Hei, th-then, we’ll be going now. If, if there’s anything, remember to call us. We’ll be here at the first opportunity," Old Zhao said, looking at Hei Ba.

Less than ten miles to the right of Yuan Fanhai, the figure of the Hundred-Bone Daoist appeared silently. Beneath his black robes, an ominous aura radiated, keeping the living at bay; the wailing of vengeful spirits echoed, faintly responding to the ghastly black fog of ghosts thousands of miles away.

After all, compared to the beginning, the strength of the Wuheng people had been reduced to a very low level.

"Captain Mita, you've returned! And are you serious about this?" Captain Inashiro had assumed Captain Mita was still on the road; he hadn't expected him to be back.

Whether he was a hero or a demon king when he was alive, he was now nothing more than a dead man.

"But, Sister Lan, your friend is still outside. If she heard us, wouldn't that be terrible?" Li Xin said, embracing Xiao Lan.

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The fever seemed to have broken. It appeared her father hadn't slept all night; there was no scent of sweat on Yu Xuan, and her hands and face were clean. Checking the time, it was indeed time to change the dressing.

"The Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry?" Lin Di had never heard of such a ministry. Did the Japan of this world also have ministries?

Subsequently, the token flashed with wild green light, and a green ghost head about several meters high drilled out from it.

"J-just now, was that shot put that flew into the sky?" Even Ji Qian, who had witnessed Jiang Ke’s miracles, found it hard to believe.

His break shot was weak and powerless; after a light tap, only the two bottom balls scattered, and the cue ball rolled toward the bottom rail.

Under Yuan Xu’s words, a look of satisfaction appeared on Yuan Kong’s face. Yuan Hong and Yuan Qing, however, remained silent. In their view, since the venerable Yuan Xu had already consented to Ivan serving as the leader of the Righteous Alliance, they naturally would have no objections.

Hearing this, she nodded faintly, remaining silent, as if in this moment, silence outweighed ten thousand words in her heart.

"We take our leave." The ministers exchanged glances, confirming that none of them had any further business, then bowed in unison to Zhu Yang before withdrawing in an orderly fashion.

Speaking in irritation, Huang Tiezhu turned his bulky frame around, wondering if Jiang Ke would give him any more trouble. But when he turned back, he saw that in the short span of less than twenty seconds, Jiang Ke had done something to Huang Miao. Huang Miao was sitting there, pressing her neck, her face full of disbelief.

Generally speaking, one's choice of major during the college entrance examination determines one's future development path. Yu Jun was the same, only he had always felt he lacked a direction.