Chapter Forty: How Many More Surprises Do You Have in Store That I Know Nothing About?

In the center of the largest booth sat a middle-aged man who looked like a mountain of flesh, flanked by women on either side, a cigar dangling from his mouth.

Inside the venue, several underworld figures glanced over at Luo Feng, their eyes filled with wariness.

The Huo family, having endured so much recently, now only sought stability and had no desire to get entangled in such messy affairs.

She did not believe that Li Hongtian had suddenly turned over a new leaf, shifting from wanting to swallow her company to wanting to cooperate; there was likely some hidden scheme behind it.

Sometimes he did not understand it either, but the feeling of falling for someone is never something human will can control.

Zhang Guotao cast a disdainful glance at them and scoffed, not considering them worthy of his attention at all.

Guo ZIhao walked in from outside, grabbed him by the back of his neck as if he were a cat, and dragged him straight out; his screams grew fainter as they receded.

Vomit mixed with filth spread across the room, while Chen Hua and Jiang Dashi roared amidst their retching.

Afterward, Jiang Wenyan would occasionally come to look for him, but whenever Shen Yan saw her, he was reminded of that night and would instinctively keep his distance.

The night grew darker, the thickness of the gloom seemingly impossible to dissolve, obscuring everything in its path.

Leqing Entertainment, Jiayue Entertainment, and Lion Alliance Entertainment, along with Mango Film and Television—a subsidiary of the Hunan Provincial Radio and Television Station behind Yan Tao.

Hearing Tang Xin'er's words, Liang Shan could not help but feel curious. He could not understand why she dared to make such bold claims.

"Teacher Ning, we weren't sure what your tastes were, so we ordered a bit of everything," Chu Ran said.

Lu Su hailed from Jiangdong and knew the region like the back of his hand; despite Sun Jian’s fame as the "Tiger of Jiangdong" and his status as the master of the region, he was merely a man whose outward ferocity masked an inner cowardice.

Such performances never lasted long, and after a few more songs, the event was declared over.

The audience began to chant Zhou Ran’s name, their overwhelming enthusiasm shocking the other guests on the red carpet; they were stunned by the sheer terror of his influence.

The night was noisy with human chatter. When Mo Lan pushed open the door to the private room, the matter had already been properly handled.

This score made everyone gasp; the previous episode's winner, Ning Qi, had only received three hundred and eighty-five points from the judges.

Yi Yunfei’s fans praised her for being strong and optimistic while complimenting Jiang You on his poise, taking the opportunity to berate Qing You.

"It’s you?" The newcomer retrieved his short spear, stepped back, and looked toward the center of the arena. Upon recognizing Di Shuye’s face, he was stunned.

She assumed the air of a teacher, lifted her chin high, and haughtily ordered Qin Yuan to enter.

In truth, he felt anything but relaxed; on the contrary, he was extremely tense, his mind racing.

If he were to exert his full strength now, he could rival a master at the fifth level of the Earth Soul peak, but he felt that this was still far from enough for the war between the two races.

Under Ye Fan’s deliberate misdirection, these people believed his innate seed was the Wanluo Power Seed, so it was only natural for them to name the ability accordingly.

Even so, after barely dragging on for half a year, his father reached the brink of death.

Moreover, she was doing this to repay a debt of gratitude; it is understandable for anyone to do things they would otherwise not wish to do in order to settle such a debt.

He hated Geral now and regretted coming here, wishing that guy would come out and clean up this mess. Still, he pinned a sliver of hope on the newcomer, though it felt unreliable regardless.

A moment later, a large door opened, and several automated wheeled robots entered, carrying a massive metal box.

It must be said that Su Yang’s decision was undoubtedly correct. The skills of the three Alchemy Sages were beyond question; as veterans of the craft, while they had not progressed as far as Su Yang, they possessed a greater depth of understanding regarding the Dao of Alchemy.

Though she did not understand the story behind it, Tang Ruoyun thought back to how she had almost been molested by the old man last time, so her tone was naturally sharp.

Thus, whether it was the former or the latter, they could both find a part of themselves in what Chen Xi said and identify with that content.

Seeing that Ye Jinmu seemed to have been completely consoled by the two of them, Ye Wan left her room.

Cold sweat still clung to Su Lin’s face; his gaze was complex and conflicted as he spoke these cruel words to Fang Liping.

Bai Xiaozhu did not know which dormitory building Dongfang and her mother lived in, so she had to ask Mi Cai to find the exact location.

After the redhead finished speaking, he returned before long to the spot where Tang Qi and the others had pitched their tents, bringing with him seventeen or eighteen fish from the creek, implying he wanted Tang Qi to prepare the Nine-Flavor Fragrant Fish for him.

Yilian thought for a moment and believed her. She went outside to send Xing Yuqi off to watch the three men while they hid inside to carefully study the bizarre phenomenon of Third Master Yuan suddenly growing dragon scales.

Fang Liping could not help but glance at Su Lin. Seeing the bulge in his pants, an uncontrollable urge surged within her. This feeling was the most painful of all—to want something, yet be unable to have it.

Facing the true colors of the two robbers, Su Lin laughed instead. If they had just been two drunks, he might not have had the heart to be harsh, but since they were harboring evil intentions and had plotted to rob him and Sally from the start, they could not blame "Grandpa Su" for being ruthless.

Even in his past life, he had never heard of anyone obtaining a Black Dragon as a pet like Lin Xuan; the highest-level creature in his past life had been a Land Dragon.

"Did you not take those nobles to the display cabinets upstairs?" Lin Xuan wondered. Those jewelry pieces were absolute treasures; it shouldn't be possible that no one bought them. Could those nobles be so poor they couldn't afford the price?