Li Yunlong was about to curse when suddenly he opened his mouth wide, gasping for air as if someone had grabbed him by the throat. His face turned crimson.

The man in black let out a charming smile, clearly amused to encounter an interesting person here. No, to be precise, he hadn’t expected to meet another fifth-level talisman master besides Dongyu.

As a result, Yan Jing Media sold off its investments, yet these people treated the rumors as a joke, leaving one speechless.

In such situations, a normal person watching the drama would be asking for trouble, but I was different; after all, I was not a normal person.

However, the mountaintop had been blown to smithereens, leaving only craters and nothing else.

“Usually, people like us from this country prefer to use holly, while foreigners pay more attention to this holiday and will use mistletoe, which is much more expensive,” the proprietress said while selecting fruits needed for the evening.

After a long while, Mo Liuyun heard a faint sound and turned around to see Bai Qianqian.

“Go take a break, then we’ll head out. When I met Old Liu earlier, he seemed to have come from the west. Let’s rest a bit and then head west; the locust tree should be around that location,” the master said, finishing his rations, taking a few sips of water, stretching lazily, and then leaning against the tree to rest his eyes.

At a school with nearly five thousand researchers, there was only one academician, four dual-appointed academicians, and perhaps only seven or eight professors at the Jiangsu Scholar or Distinguished Young Scholar level. The rest were mostly ordinary professors or associate professors, along with some PhDs or postdoctoral fellows.

The recent poor performances of the “visitors” from the cosmos made Masaki Yasuki pay no heed to the troubles Shuo Ye spoke of.

Did she really think she could hide those things from her? She was Yan Xiwang, after all, and such things could never be concealed.

By the time Xiahou Yan returned to the Bamboo Courtyard, the courtyard was filled with old women and maidservants kneeling, while the Lin family had long been waiting inside.

The crowd in the Shuiling Mansion, blocking this line of sight, stepped back to clear the path. At the end of the road, the figures of Shui Jingyun and Shui Wuxin appeared in the courtyard.

“Very good.” Elder Dan was pleased and immediately took Zhu Yanyi and left, saying, “Then I’ll take my people and go first; you all can take your time.” After saying that, he pulled Zhu Yanyi and hurried away.

Thinking about having dinner with He Weiran later, Nie Wanluo did not return to the Star-Picking Pavilion but wandered around for a while before returning to the Huatiang Global Hotel. She sipped coffee all afternoon, and by six o'clock, when He Weiran called, Qin Zheng still hadn’t shown up.

“One more thing, can I take a few pages back to study? Even if it’s just among those hundred pages,” Lin Huiru said, hoping to use this opportunity to figure out how to make paper cups.

She shyly peeked over and noticed several black drops on her originally crimson outfit. Although it was hard to tell what they were, the scent was unmistakable; it was blood.

Lan Tingyu dismissed her maid and remained in the side hall with two others. Taking advantage of her distraction, the man moved closer to Lan Tingyu. She was sulking and didn’t notice anything unusual until she sensed something was wrong and the man had already drawn a dagger to stab at her.

“Sister-in-law, thank you. If it weren’t for you just now…” Her mother never liked her, and now that she had defied her mother, perhaps she was genuinely disappointed, otherwise, she wouldn’t have acted so harshly. Yet she didn’t regret it; her sister-in-law was right. Life is neither long nor short; she didn’t want to live her life settling.

After all, Pan Yanfeng was a newly discovered expert from Yuanhua University, very much valued. Previously, due to bad news, Sang Guoxiang had also flown into a rage, causing a scene at the academic committee for several days.

“If it weren’t like this, I would regret it. What you can’t get is the best, don’t you understand?” Tang Yuexi said.

Among the ten items collected, only he and Wang Erbao got the real goods. The other eight had three who were reluctant to take the fakes home, including the boss who paid a sky-high price for the fake Tianxiang Doudou.

But in this cruel world, their ruthlessness could only prevail within a limited circle.

Indeed, Du Wei and Lei Sheng contributed a lot to this gala. Now that he was in the spotlight, he still wanted to come over and speak condescendingly. Such a person was simply blind.

Mo Ming couldn’t sit still and leaned forward to find a cigarette to light. After taking a deep drag, he exhaled a cloud of mesmerizing smoke.

The shadowy figure realized that its punitive measures had targeted the wrong person and immediately withdrew its mental assault. The mountain demon continued to roll on the ground. The man exclaimed, “Huh? I haven’t even attacked you yet. Why are you still in pain?”

“There is, but you’re old and wicked. He asked me to tell you three days later.” Bai Bian said unceremoniously, causing Chen Zhanshi’s face to twist in anger.

Every time Zhou Nanfeng smiled, it felt like a stabbing pain, a seed taking root in his heart.

In truth, during these days, Ning Yi had been by Ouyang Ran’s side taking care of her, constantly scanning her brain with his spiritual power. Everything was under his control, but caring too much could lead to chaos. After hearing the expert's analysis, he felt a bit more at ease.

However, no matter how one put it, it was still broad daylight! Was it really okay to have such displays of decadence in broad daylight?

“Absolutely not! I’m not your teddy bear.” Leng Yue picked out a plain dress from the cabinet.

By rights, a host chosen by this system should be able to thrive and flourish.

TL NOTE: Please don't skimp on the stars for the translation - I'd really like to see how far Leon goes and how far we can increase the number of chapters. Thanks~!

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