Chapter Twenty-Two: Is This Too Ambiguous?

Xu Miao clutched her lips, which were still tingling from Fu Wenhan’s touch, and remained rooted to the spot, her mind buzzing.
He was acting strangely today.
Wasn’t what he just did a bit too intimate?
Xu Miao stared at him blankly, wanting to ask but not daring to.
Upon hearing those words, Noriko Ishihara froze, then remained motionless, as if turned into a statue.
He looked up at the man who appeared to be the captain; he did not look like someone who would swindle or rob him, so he nodded in agreement.
The two of them huddled together to chat about acting and other topics. Park Tae-yang was happy to talk; at the very least, as long as they were on this subject, those others hoping to request songs couldn’t cut in.
In fact, young people in China—or rather, the vast majority of young people—were fans of Hu Yu. After all, Hu Yu’s achievements were truly extraordinary.
There were even programs that specifically invited experts to discuss why The Voice had become such a massive hit.
Hearing this, the princesses looked at one another, all feeling puzzled by Jieli’s actions. It wasn’t that they doubted his request to disperse the gathering, but rather, they were suspicious of the entire assembly process that evening.
However, perhaps because there was no one left to control it, the crystals generally remained inert unless someone attempted to tamper with the tower’s gate or launched an attack against the structure.
“Boss, Station Chief Chen Liang is here!” Just as Cai Ming left, Zhang Yuan approached Hu Yu and whispered in his ear.
A dull thud followed as the iron box fell to the ground, and everyone instinctively turned to look.
“Report! There is new information from the New World!” the communications officer said, panting as he arrived at the Marshal’s office to report.
After taking a step forward, Huang Bawang turned his body, shielding his head with his arm, and slammed his entire frame against the door.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although I want to resolve this matter without leveling this place to the ground, I cannot hold my position here. The models have surrounded us, and this time, there are even more of them; those that emerged from the other workshops earlier are also pouncing toward us.
Qi Liang said, “Do not rush them. Let them protect that batch of supplies; moving north slowly is perfectly fine.” Every time someone came from Yunnan, they would bring a batch of gold and jewelry to bribe the various officials in the imperial court.
She was dressed in the same black professional suit as yesterday, and beneath her miniskirt were the same captivating black silk stockings. This time, it wasn’t just Wu Qiang—even Feng Er’s eyes were glued to her.
“Good! Five elements, good! One person per element, not a single one missing! Good!” Zhou Nian’s boisterous words sent the other four into a fit of laughter.
The speed of the Yellow Turban Warrior was actually on par with that of the Scorpion Venom, but using a barbed stinger to strike was the Scorpion Venom’s specialty, so naturally, it was much swifter.
Lu Yu’s goal was to teach Lena a lesson; naturally, he would not let her go and tip anyone off.
Huang Bawang’s expression betrayed him, for while he claimed he wasn’t holding anything back, his eyes kept darting toward his own pockets.
Lu Yu had just returned to his room, intending to rest for a while, when he heard a knock at the door.
“Damn it! If my plan hadn’t been incomplete, how could I have been defeated by you again?” Uchiha Madara thought, filled with resentment.
Around the wooden platform, it felt as if four giant steel claws were crushing toward the center. A fierce purple light sent a powerful shockwave spiraling outward. Sui Yue landed on the ground and brushed off her hands. The falling wood shavings left the mercenary groups present in utter shock.
In the depths of his consciousness, Lin Yi knew that the Heaven’s Judgment would descend again on a certain day one year from now. He didn’t have much time left, and this time, he felt the chill of death.