Chapter 234: Seventh Reincarnation, Launch!

Li Changan could never display any room for negotiation regarding the shares of Night City Militech Corporation; this was his baseline, one he had to defend from the very outset.

He had not the slightest doubt that any sign of hesitation here would draw the great white sharks lurking in the deep, scenting blood and rushing forward to tear Night City Militech Corporation apart.

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The stars were sparse, the moon hung high.

Li Changan saw off the last guest, who came

The scarred man’s laugh grew even more lecherous as he followed, reaching out to wrap his arm around the girl’s slender waist.

Though she had only met Xiao He twice, he had helped her time and again without a single regret, a kindness she would forever hold close to her heart.

Following a resounding crack, a vivid handprint immediately bloomed across the maidservant’s delicate face, proof that Zhang Rumeng had struck with merciless force.

Given Ji Ge's youth, the fact that he could refine a pill of such peerless perfection meant that even the word genius was inadequate to describe him.

Qiao Xinyue did not know what had come over Yun Xiao lately, but she was certainly different from before, seemingly laughing and joking every day, yet utterly unable to conceal the brilliance that radiated from her.

It was simple enough; upon enrollment, everyone already knew Ming Fei's hometown was Shenyang, so if the destination this time was Shenyang, the implication was blindingly obvious.

Hearing this, Mei Jiao said triumphantly, "I told you, turning him gay would take no time at all." She shook her head with a smug expression, as if marveling at her own supreme intellect.

As long as they could confirm that the elixir inside was indeed the Nascent Soul Pill they were searching for, then everything else could be easily settled.

Hence, my recollections of that day are a chaotic blur; those memories excised by the divine light were truly wiped away, leaving my mind to begin with the youth loitering upon Mount Panhan twenty thousand years ago, and to end at this very moment.

Yi Nian gestured toward Lan Xin, then with a helpless sigh, circled around the back of the car to the passenger side, pulled open the door, and slipped inside.

On the television, Han Mei had already begun her second rendition, and the atmosphere at the venue was reaching a fever pitch, but Chen Yang was in no mood for it now; what had just transpired was simply uncanny, two people who had never even met speaking on the phone with such burning familiarity.

Outside the hall now stood a crude wooden cart bearing a crucifix, upon which "Hermione" was bound like Jesus at the crucifixion, her arms lashed into a straight horizontal line, her head lolling slightly to the side.

Chu Yufan was jolted back to his senses by her cry, taking a deep breath and tightening his lips before walking to the bedside, where he yanked down the blanket that Lan Xin had just pulled over her head.

He knew that if he lost, Nan Peng would absolutely keep his word. Even if it meant bearing the consequences together, he would still go through with it.

Tianqi’s face turned deathly pale, his body staggering backward toward the dragon throne behind him. The surrounding palace maids and eunuchs rushed to support him, only to be violently cast aside by his explosive fury.

Though he did not fully understand how those beauty vloggers made their money, he had seen enough of them in his past life advertising cosmetics on their platforms to earn ad revenue.

Her current official rank was merely that of a county magistrate's assistant; acquiring a title like commandery governor would, by all rights, require the sanction of the Dongqing royal family.

Yet, in the very next instant, Qin Ming’s counterattack left them frozen in astonishment. In a flash, he dismantled their offensive and swept the knife-wielding brute off his feet with a single kick.

With a resounding crash and a burst of silver light, that unfortunate soul who knew far too much spat several mouthfuls of blood as he was sent flying backward... taking a swipe from the furious Da Huang meant that even if the fellow had nine lives, they would be spent right here.

Amidst the booming laughter, the azure current slowly coalesced, ultimately shaping themselves into a colossal visage—a face that bore an uncanny resemblance to a monkey's.

Seeing the agony fade slightly from the youth's face, the two Dou Zongs let out a collective sigh of relief, though their expressions betrayed that both knew exactly what would happen to anyone who dared touch the youth in such a state.