Damn it, Big Brother and Second Brother have actually killed people!

Top is north, bottom is south, left is west, and right is east. This is the most basic way to read a map and common sense for daily life. Surely, those three blockhead teammates couldn't possibly be ignorant of such basic knowledge, could they?

Lin Ji had no idea that Hu Xiao had carried out an internal reorganization under such circumstances. After leading his men twenty kilometers west, they finally had to stop because most of the horses were exhausted. By that time, the moon had already risen.

Fine, we've forgotten your live-stream channel too. Goodbye, farewell to the pugilistic world. Why an immensely popular streamer suddenly falls from grace is a question whose answer almost always points to attitude as the primary factor.

Zhang Lingdao silently poked his head out. Naturally, what he could perceive was not merely the faint sounds of battle echoing from within; he could also observe a great deal more. At least recently, while his mind was tense, this place had not brought him any further bad news.

And she discovered that all of this was the handiwork of that grinning rascal wearing a rattan hat.

"Bao Yi, what is the meaning of this? This is working hours. You've been away from your post for so long—do you not want this job anymore?" the manager said sternly.

The three of them looked at each other in dismay, realizing that the situation had turned ominous. Huangfu Yingjie could no longer worry about intruding and bolted straight into his grandfather's room.

For it was said that when the Grand King had leisure time, he would also linger here for a while. The upper echelon of the kingdom likewise loved to use this place as a relatively private social venue. Only upon coming here could one truly be considered to have entered the inner circle of the kingdom.

However, since a decision had already been made, there was no turning back. His company could tolerate mediocrity, but it could not tolerate laziness. Anyone unwilling to work could leave at any moment; given the current state of domestic employment, there should be no shortage of exceptional talent for quite some time.

Continuing along this trajectory, the Wang family would inevitably uncover the problems, and the outcome would be starkly apparent: the positions of both the empress and the crown prince would be difficult to preserve.

On his exposed skin, there appeared only a series of rather shallow wounds—at best mere superficial injuries that, to a cultivator seeking the Dao, could not even be considered trauma.

At that moment, a sudden chill rose from the depths of Chen Danqing's heart, traveling from the soles of his feet straight to his scalp. The unknown was precisely what was most terrifying; anyone daring to plot against the ancient emperor's coffin was certainly not someone he could currently afford to provoke. It was even possible that everything he did was under the watchful eyes of others, leaving him with no privacy whatsoever.

For instance, the Blood Clan, in order to harvest fresh blood, would captivity-breed massive populations of living beings within various worlds.

What kind of person could send him flying with a single kick without him even perceiving it? What terrifying strength and speed must that be? And at the same time, how astronomical must the gap between them be?

You cannot say that Drake's methods were too dirty; you can only say that he was ungrateful and forsook righteousness for profit. Of course, he probably felt himself that no true camaraderie existed between him and the Big Circle, their relationship being as fragile as a sheet of tissue paper.

Arriving before a somewhat desolate mountain of jagged rocks, Shangnuo executed a hand incantation, and a soft chime immediately echoed from the mountain.

That muffled sound continued unabated as the mountain range abruptly burst apart, transforming into a heap of yellow dust that settled directly upon the ground.

The fog-born blade fell gently, resting upon the surface of a hot spring. It stood in confrontation with Li Qiao, who had just landed opposite.

In an instant, the walled city was thrown into complete chaos. Uncle Bing's sudden collapse plunged the entire Tuen Mun walled city into turmoil.

When Marlo first received the notification call, his initial reaction was disbelief. The members of the Big Circle were all right here; who on earth had intercepted the shipment?

When she opened her phone and saw the WeChat message Shi Yan had sent her the previous day, she found herself wondering how she could miss him so intensely.

Although Tang Ye was unwilling to accept such a reality, the facts were immutable, and no one could alter them.

Ling Feng looked at the man before him. Playing a priest was one thing—after all, some people did not mind such aesthetics, or played alongside friends, and certain high-ranking members of major guilds did have male players running priests.

He was wearing a newly released haute couture suit from Dior. The coffee-colored suit draped over his tall and sturdy physique, complemented by Huo Yunting's thick, arched brows and deep-set eyes, making his handsome appearance even more captivating than the male model showcasing the attire.

This was his first trophy and deserved appropriate respect. Lü Yi forcefully tore away Panyang's leather armor, a knowing expression dawning on his face.

Several figures hurtled through the air, their swords thrusting toward Long Zhan simultaneously. A few others targeted Weichi Meiqing, yet their primary focus remained squarely on Long Zhan.

To be honest, if this ten-million-odd sum did not depreciate, it could easily sustain a homebody with modest desires for a lifetime.

Margaret had always been proud, yet today she felt immensely grateful to Long Zhan for saving her life, repeatedly expressing her thanks to him.

Yet the places where they stayed were not particularly safe either, even though city dwellers would periodically venture out to clear them out.

At that moment, Guan Chenji's phone rang. Upon returning to his apartment, Guan Chenji had turned his phone back on. Reviewing the missed calls from the interim, aside from Guan Luoyi's, there were surprisingly three or four calls from Duye Lin. This caused Guan Chenji to frown slightly, yet he still chose not to return the call.

He Su thought for a moment and decided it would be best to speak directly with Lü Fei. In their previous exchange of blows, she had not gained any real advantage; neither of them was an easy person to deal with.

Seeing Rongrong's expression sink, Hong Guangleng said with disdain, "Such praise from the renowned mistress of the peerless Fragrant Splendor Tower is something Hong is truly unworthy of..." Hailing from a distinguished background, he was an elite scion of a prominent family; had it not been for the Dragon Shadow, he would not even have deigned to look at Baixue, let alone offer Rongrong a pleasant countenance.

Feng Xinci uttered these words with a sense of helplessness. Her mature tone hardly befitted a seven-year-old child, sounding instead like a thirty-year-old adult.

Since ancient times, two tigers cannot share one mountain. As two major assassin syndicates in the pugilistic world, encountering one another naturally entailed some lingering grievances, so Hua Qian simply watched silently without a word.

Yet these few cucumbers were hardly enough to whet Daniu's appetite. Without rice, the few of them had no way to eat the scallions either. Daniu had no intention of scouring other courtyards for food.

Others might not have recognized it, but he happened to have seen this mask before with Sanzi. Moreover, the familiar aura emanating from the other person could not be more precise—it was Brother Long; Brother Long had arrived.