Chapter 53 Work Arrangements?
"Coach, I will keep your advice and warnings in mind. For certain reasons, I cannot keep my distance from him for the time being."
"Send me your address later. I'll have some women's self-defense items prepared for you." Fenghua did not press for the reason, simply asking for the location.
Shi Ran sent her address via a message.
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Lu Yuqian suddenly felt something was amiss, but try as he might, the fleeting insight slipped through his fingers upon reflection.
Half an hour later, the second line of defense fell. Leaving behind a litter of corpses from both sides, the Tang soldiers retreated to the third line of defense, a mere few hundred paces away from the high platform where Dou Gui was stationed.
An Zhi stood frozen in place for a long time, an unconcealable bewilderment and helplessness resting upon her delicate features.
However, Xiling paid no heed to the surrounding gazes. With Master Lin piggybacking on her, she dashed out of the park and ran toward a spacious hall. The municipal staff stationed along the road seemed to recognize her and quickly hurried over to offer assistance.
Moreover, a place like the Martial Arts Association was not a mere training ground for daily workouts; it functioned more like an administrative public institution handling affairs for the martial arts gymnasiums in and around the capital.
She could hardly be bothered right now with what the other party's identity was, or whether he would flip out over her rudeness.
The clouds shifted and morphed into a vortex-like shape. A scroll emerged from the swirling center of the mist and dropped directly into the ape's hand.
The warm touch caused Bae Joo-hyun to instinctively pull her foot back, but the sudden exertion sent a jolt of discomfort through her ankle, forcing a soft gasp of pain.
Having pleaded with the Lin family and various aristocratic clans that had previously extended olive branches due to Lin Mingtan's exceptional talent, only to be met with dead silence, and having sought out Sheng Yue only to be informed that he was not currently in the Capital Star, Lin Mingqing was left with no other way out. Clad in mourning sackcloth and travel-worn, she arrived carrying the funerary portrait.
Yet since her older sister had spoken thus, Zhang Ningyuan naturally would not raise direct objections—that would betray a complete lack of emotional intelligence. With no other choice, she followed the two of them toward the specialized practice room.
The judges had never encountered such a situation before. The contestant was simply too formidable, and no one was willing to step onto the stage only to humiliate themselves. After a brief deliberation, the thirteen judges reached a consensus: they would wait another five minutes. If no one stepped forward to challenge him within that timeframe, Du Youjia would advance automatically.
The official administration of Tianlin had already received a deluge of complaint emails, primarily originating from players in the Asian region.
"It seems you are indeed going to break your promise!" Zhu Qi said, a faint smile playing across his lips.
He had already gathered from Nantong Wu that the Dan Sect's recruitment window for new disciples happened to fall precisely in this year, and moreover, it would begin in a mere three days.
"Such a task is as difficult as ascending to the heavens for anyone else, but for Your Grace, it is merely a matter of lifting a hand," Zhao Wuxi said with a mysterious air.
At the exact moment that momentum was unleashed, many players within the live-streaming channel were profoundly moved, particularly those major-region players who had originally intended to obliterate the Japanese regional server the moment the national war commenced.
Feeling the bone-chilling sword qi vanish from behind him, Changkong Xingyu halted, spun around, and looked. Ximen Changlong's eyes were filled with doubt and incomprehension; naturally, the throwing daggers hurled in his flustered panic had all missed their mark.
Without the need for special commands, once the convoy entered, everyone went about their assigned duties in an orderly fashion: those responsible for monitoring set up the surveillance equipment, those tasked with clearing the grounds tidied the area, and the logistics personnel handled supplies, each executing their respective responsibilities smoothly.
Upon catching sight of Qi Cangqiong's somewhat sinister smile, Bai Li knew instantly that things were taking a turn for the worse. He had a premonition that his conjecture was correct—Qi Cangqiong was very likely on the verge of a breakthrough.
Grandma Tang had no inkling of how chilling her actions today were to Mrs. Tang Zhao, nor did she realize that if Mrs. Tang Zhao wished to make things difficult and unbearable for her, it would be effortless. Instead, she remained there self-righteously wrapped in her own assumptions.
In another corner of the Great Wilderness, within Qingqiu, several ancient matriarchs once again materialized simultaneously inside that palatial pavilion. With a speed surpassing that of any other race within the Great Wilderness, they had already acquired a crystal-clear understanding of the dragon-and-phoenix duel unfolding outside.