Treat her well.

Breakfast was a lively gathering with a large table full of people. Since returning, they had made it a point to eat breakfast together every morning. Quan Wan hadn’t even slept in, and it was only around seven o’clock. Her mind preoccupied, she found herself unable to eat and glanced sideways at Quan Jin. Then, unexpectedly, her eyes met those of Yu Nanxiao. They exchanged a look, yet neither spoke a word.

“What mischief are you and your second brother conspiring so early in the morning?” laughed Old Madam Quan.

Quan Wan coughed dryly. “Grandmother, you must be mistaken.”

“You little girl, do you really think my eyesight has failed with age? It’s quite sharp, thank you very much. Did your second brother upset you when you went out last night?”

“Teacher… I…” Li Yin nearly burst into tears. How was it that before she could even speak, she was already being scolded? Since arriving in Longyou, nothing she had done seemed worthy of praise. Could it be that her father had truly muddled her mind?

To dare to attack the Princess of Changle—this was only tolerated because he was the son of Changsun Wuji. If it had been anyone else, Emperor Taizong would never have allowed it.

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Suddenly, a gust of wind rustled through, startling everyone into alertness. “Don’t worry, it’s back,” Zi Huang said hurriedly.

The farewell between two rather inarticulate individuals felt somewhat awkward. Sensing Zhang Tian’s eagerness to depart, Qin Ruo’er said little and, after a brief goodbye, Zhang Tian set off once more to rendezvous with Yang Shaojie ahead, then sped toward the Tianjian Sect.

The hundred-foot skeletal dragon temporarily wielded the power of the “Eight Aspects of the Azure Dragon,” its once bare bones now partially manifesting the semi-corporeal forms of the Azure Dragon’s facets.

When he heard the long, drawn-out sound of the phone line connecting again over the receiver, Michael’s face could no longer contain the excitement that spread across it.

Under the cover of night and hidden by the grass, he silently crept closer, then lightly tapped the soldier’s armored back with the scabbard. The man collapsed forward.

This poor soul still had no idea that he was merely a pawn in the Black Dragon Society’s game, naively believing there was a chance to turn his fortunes around.

“Don’t mind him. He’s been in a foul mood since we got back,” Jun Zeyu stepped forward to comfort Luo Changfeng.

Within the Six Gates, during the Six Gates Examination, he had decided to forgo the upcoming Fa Gate, Yi Gate, and tomorrow’s Shu Gate exams, choosing only to participate in the final two assessments of Xing Gate and Chuan Gate the following day.

“Tell me, is the child yours?” Mu Longfei grabbed Dr. Zhu by the collar, his face twisted into a terrifying snarl.

The Song family’s landholdings were vast and influential among the local people. Early implementation required many hands, but once the initial groundwork was arranged, fewer personnel were necessary.

Besides that, Lingge’s gaze pierced through the ice blocks, allowing him to see the current space he occupied and some objects beyond.

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At this moment, He Yushui found Xu Damiao unusually appealing. A few days ago, he had brought her dumplings; today, he brought meat.

Although many online viewers and villagers felt deep sympathy for the impoverished children in the village, only by venturing to the city could Chu Fan truly realize his potential.

How had things spiraled into this? Twelve ancient demons retreated step by step, their faces etched with shock and fear.

He had completely shed the arrogance he once held and no longer cared about his image. Now, all he thought about was launching a powerful counterattack the moment Zhongli struck, aiming to fell him in a single move and deny him the chance to use that strange technique again.

Number nine… Chen Hu found it somewhat odd to choose number nine as a central midfielder. As for Strasbourg’s number ten and the national team’s number eight, both already had their owners—the eighth being Argentina’s new Redondo, Fernando Gago, and the tenth Brazil’s young prodigy Robinho.

He wore green shorts and a pink-and-white striped T-shirt, headphones in his ears, holding a Sony MP3 player in his hand, exuding the air of a sporty youth.

After a short while, Jiang Duo, having changed clothes, stepped out of the mansion. His wife and children had been sent away long before Zhu Yunying left the capital.

Glancing at the child’s bloodied corpse on the bed, Amanda turned to the sheriff and said gravely.