135. Paying for It and Carrying the Bags

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Qu Wan finished packing and went downstairs, seeing Qu Jin still savoring his coffee. This man was truly dull—no entertainment or relaxation all day long. No wonder his heart was twisted, so dark and bleak. She was about to leave directly but paused. “Do you want to go out for a walk with me? You’re either at the company or at home every day; don’t bottle it all up and make yourself sick.” “You’re the one who can’t stay idle for a day; that’s the real problem.” Qu Wan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then adjusted her mood. She walked over and grabbed his arm. “Qu Wan, what are you doing?” “Go upstairs and change. You don’t have any clothes other than suits, do you?” “I never agreed to follow you out. Let go!” Yelü Bai said, “Since I took command, I have not touched a drop. Yesterday, I met an old friend and drank heavily. Today, having no scruples, I shall drink again.” With that, he laughed heartily and drank freely. Xie He sipped his lips regretfully, silently scolding himself. Yet, in the end, he had indeed been defeated by Lin Xi, and utterly so. Helpless, he had at least complied with Lin Xi’s wishes. Those were the veteran employees who had served under his father for years; they were shrewd and cunning—far beyond Lin Yufei’s ability to handle. Thus, in certain matters, he was stuck at every step. Xia Weiyi shook her head, then embraced his neck. She was just not fully awake yet, so she would recover slowly.

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Scales? No, that armor was too thick and heavy to fly with. Xu Qing pondered and thought it would be better to use her sand pellets instead. Meanwhile, lightning bolts flashed through the surrounding thunderous light curtain, striking Chu Lian like a rain of arrows amid flying sparks. She furrowed her brow, looking at the man before her, somewhat doubting if he really belonged to the Rong family. Because Li Tangni had never mentioned him, perhaps she was too busy and forgot. Forgetting was fine; after work she would find her and have a meal together. Following usual practice, the rules of the contest remained straightforward and ruthless: a single-elimination match. Once defeated, the loser lost the right to continue, while the victor naturally advanced until only two remained. At this moment, the round-faced Aqi, fond of painting, completed a magnificent “Grand View of Wanlian Cliff” and presented it to the Silver Tortoise Armor leader. The words “Smiling Black Lord” just left her lips when, like thunder striking the earth, the Soul-Seizing Twin Sorcerers startled and stepped back simultaneously. This time, Xie Haojun immediately turned around. Despite his words, there was no hope in his eyes for Sima Di. “If you like it, that’s good. We’re even now. Later, I’ll bring you some Chinese medicine to cure your prostate problem,” the handsome man patted Alibaba on the shoulder. Of course, the system soon realized its mistake, but it was too late. The world—the once neutral basic system—instantly annihilated the newly sentient system. Congcong thought for a moment and took five away from the group of eight. Now, only two groups of three remained. “That’s my wallet; it must be the stuff they stole,” said the bespectacled man who lost his things, picking up a wallet from the ground.

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What use was martial skill when trapped in the heart of this mountain? Having great skills meant nothing here. After this ordeal, he deeply felt a hero had no place to display his talent; even great skill could be useless. “Ask Brother Chou, look, look at him—” Dongfang Mingzhu’s face flushed crimson like an autumn apple, a mix of frustration and a hint of shyness. Murong Jianxin was truly frightened this time; surviving narrowly several times still couldn’t teach her a lesson—she was beyond help. Seeing this scene, even the usually composed Chen Ping couldn’t help but show surprise in his eyes. The first sensation was cold because it was pure freezing; the slight warmth was because the body was cold, and fever could not resist the low temperature. As for the other four, they all lowly shouted, raised their hands to cast spells, and struck at the vengeful spirits attacking them. Yu Huan, seeing Old Li shift the topic to her and call her name, stepped forward and smiled at everyone. Hearing Lin Yourong’s slightly muffled voice inside, he tried to twist the doorknob but found it immovable—it was locked from within.