Did the substitute player number 37 make an appearance today?

"Third Brother brought you here," Prince Jiu said, casting a glance at the Third Prince. Yes, it was indeed he who had brought her over.

Though Nanny An had managed to stop herself just in time, Gu Nianqing had already guessed that Nanny An must know her true origins. It was likely that Nanny An even knew exactly who her father was.

Not long after, a video of that battle appeared on the forum. Yet, shortly after it was uploaded, someone deleted it. Even so, countless people had already seen it, and for a time, the forum was swept up in a flurry of heated discussion.

"Mother is right to chide me. I will sort it immediately," Su Ruoshui replied, acting with remarkable speed—no sooner had the words left her mouth than she began to organize the list.

Yao Hua realized this all at once and desperately tried to withdraw her hand and halt her steps. She could not go any deeper; she needed to leave at once.

Fortunately, in the end, good deeds are rewarded. Not long after Princess Banxia's child was born, the Consort of Prince Li finally awoke.

What use was it to speak of these things now? Her resolve to leave was set in stone; nothing he said could change her mind.

Giving up was a difficult thing, but by now, there was no other choice.

Lan Mu was in high spirits, deciding to celebrate well. That evening, she would send Zhou Jie a message, boasting about her success.

"You all go out first. I have something to discuss with Ke An," Zhang Xun said coldly, standing in the doorway to the bedroom and interrupting She Nanyang.

There was no surprise—these wounded soldiers and the rest were surely already on their way to Nanjing.

Leng Luotian had once secluded himself to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, and after that, ventured alone into the depths of the Tianlong Secret Realm, from which he had yet to return.

The wise men of the realm all had high hopes for Yanbei, believing he could defend Jizhou. Yet, at the same time, none believed the Yan clan could take Yanzhou.

Even these consorts who had no real power, mere ornaments in the palace, believed the Peacock Emperor reigned supreme alone.

"Help me? Who would help me? Could it be him?" As the thought crossed her mind, a mischievous face appeared in Gulireyi's mind, and at once her cheeks flushed with a hint of red.

Of the more than two hundred candidates, over a hundred were ordinary seeds; towards the end were over sixty bronze seeds, quite a number. He Zheng surmised most of these were from another intake. As for whether any bronze seeds had come in with his own group, he truly did not know.

Ganning, drawing his bow again and shooting down another distant Liangzhou soldier, noticed that the enemy was gradually retreating, putting more distance between them. While many pursuers still harried their rear, the front was now clear of foes, as if the enemy feared something.

Later stages needed no explanation, but in the early phases, resources were always stretched thin. They could only muddle through as best they could.

Seeing Qi Bao's movements, Qin Tian rushed forward and snatched Qin Moyu back from Qi Bao's arms.

It is said one feels drowsy in spring, languid in autumn, and sleepy in summer, and cannot fully wake in the three months of winter. Even though Xiao Han was not accustomed to lying in, the cold winter made it hard to leave the comfort of a warm bed. As he struggled with himself whether to get up, there was a loud knocking at his door.

As the highest leader, Zhao Zhengce's concluding remarks were long and clearly well-prepared. This only convinced Huang Tiexin further that the Harmony Committee must have been acting under the first secretary's instructions, prompting Governor Zhao's seriousness.

In terms of commanding troops, the two were evenly matched, but the Baaya Legion, with only forty thousand men, was at a significant disadvantage compared to the seventy or eighty thousand of the Bimong Legion. This absolute numerical superiority allowed Robert to maneuver at ease while Will could only desperately resist.

As for Yuan Hong, Kunpeng simply ignored him. Though Yuan Hong's magic was not weak, it posed no threat to him. His divine sense merely brushed Yuan Hong, assessing his cultivation before moving on.

Having finished, Huang Tiexin offered a slight bow and hurried out, from entrance to exit spending less than five minutes.

Just as Luo had said, the humans Li Song insisted on protecting were, in Hongjun's eyes, mere wayfarers in the path of heaven. But Li Song intended to make the human race permanent residents in the order of heaven. That was Hongjun's contradiction—the reason he wanted Li Song to sit at the chessboard before Li Song had understood his past and present lives.

Zhuang Huo mused to himself: this ranking of the Celestial Gods is indeed formidable. Though not yet among the listed, his power clearly surpassed Zhu Rong's. Even after absorbing both divine and dark flames, Zhuang Huo found himself still lacking, but he did not fear him.

"But how can I step down? I can't give up the position of deputy mayor as well, can I?" Huang Tiexin asked, a hint of doubt in his voice.

In less than a moment, a colorful cloud truly drifted down from the sky. Kuafu led the way, Yuan Tao and the Five Monkeys followed, and behind them were the Six Saints of Meishan, including Sage Jing. Yet none of them carried their usual vigor; all hung their heads, dejectedly trailing behind.

With the city party and government leaders having stated their positions, the negotiations were finally entering a substantive phase.

Nie Feng was no exception. He stammered his words as the cold air gnawed at his body, and his black demonic wings instinctively flapped restlessly behind him.

One hundred million in compensation—a sum so high that everyone wanted to know why Didi was demanding so much from Liu Qing, and why Future Technology was willing to support such a large payout.

"Could the Mad Demon Child be here?" Qin Fan muttered, stooping to pick up some debris from the ground. These were the charred remnants of talismans, and some strange jade fragments, all clearly single-use items.

In the past... everything had gone too smoothly. Even when captured by the people of Bitai, I managed to escape and caused them major losses. On the way back, I joined Memphis to eliminate Yal'an and smashed through Assur City.

His life force had not been converted into nourishment but preserved within the tree—how odd. Could it be that the tree itself was cultivating?

"Don't be sad! I'm still here with you, aren't I, Shuimei?" Nie Feng said softly to the lower-ranked god at his side.

When the time comes, as long as Miao Zhuzi and the others insist that Gan Liang was the murderer last night, the police can list him as a suspect and detain him for further questioning.