Volume One, Chapter 36: The Arsenal Is Short-Handed? Old Li Is Going to Poach College Students!

"Chuchu, I get jealous when you touch other men's things..." Qin Chenlou murmured in a muffled voice.

Such nonchalance displeased Noble Consort Mei, who was following behind in a sedan chair amidst a long procession of palace servants. She was deeply annoyed, but the thought of what Li Dai was about to endure filled her with excitement. She was eager to see if Li Dai would remain so nonchalant when that moment finally arrived.

Mo Tianluo stared at the snow-white wall in front of him; the painter’s technique was quite good, as the wall was smooth and impeccably white.

Should he shamelessly claim he never invited him to dinner, and that since he ordered these things himself, he should pay for them?

"What are you doing?" Tianyang asked, finally unable to hold back as he watched the strange movements of the females.

"This... these..." Vice Minister Zhou, usually a man of quick wit, opened and closed his mouth, unable to articulate a coherent reason, for he truly could find none.

His slender frame was perfectly encased in a well-tailored suit. His chiseled, profound face, usually masked by indifference and detachment, now carried a hint of suppressed fury.

When his hand touched that object again, he pressed down slightly on her hand, which he had just straightened.

She often thought that if she had made different choices in her previous life, perhaps their ending would have been different, forgetting that even if they had met earlier, they might not have ended up together.

"What a nuisance. Why can't you just cooperate honestly?" Jun Qinglao sighed, spreading her hands flat at her sides. Two blue flames then appeared in her palms, burning the surrounding air until it warped.

Without such spirit, there would be no drive, no momentum as vast as the rivers and mountains.

Du Zhiping had once imagined walking through life with her, but when a different, brighter future was placed before him, he chose the brighter path after much hesitation.

A conditional spell is a magical mechanism that triggers automatically once predefined conditions are met.

When Yu Huan ran to the right "low post" area, he suddenly cut back in a "V" shape. He veered right, and as Steve Blake's pass arrived, Yu Huan darted out and intercepted the ball.

This chair-pulling move worked on post-up novices but had little effect on Kobe. He immediately gathered the ball, stepped back, and rose for a fadeaway jumper. It was a beautiful form, but it wasn't his most familiar routine, as muscle memory had been altered.

"Huh!" Ye Xuan let out a sound of surprise. He hadn't noticed it when he first arrived, but the cave actually had another opening.

Min Yue glanced at Li Can, tightened her grip on the bag containing the doll Li Can had won for her, and sighed silently.

Chen Feng clicked on the campus interest-free loan page and borrowed 1.2 billion; 1.5 billion was his maximum credit limit.

At the post-game press conference, Dunleavy accepted questions from reporters, looking as happy as if he had won a five-million-dollar lottery jackpot.

Sterling had once stood up at a team owners' meeting and loudly threatened to fire David Stern.

"Dugu Shang! I’m not finished with you! Dugu Shang, I’ll screw your grandfather!" Old Man Qingmu, restrained by Dugu Shang, was instantly incensed and began cursing wildly. Dugu Shang, however, was not the least bit angry; he just winked at the old man, looking incredibly smug.

Xue Xiaotong thought to herself that even if she didn't call, she should have come to urge him by now. Had something really happened? Before the call connected, he assumed this as a matter of course, and his pace involuntarily quickened.

Her eyes gradually reddened, an indescribable emotion welling up within them as she looked at him.

It was said that this terrifying creature had long been extinct, not just in the human realm, but even in the celestial realms. Seeing a Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor suddenly appear, Wang Chen could not help but turn pale with shock.

After receiving the news, Wang Chen rushed to meet them. When Zhou Youcai heard that Wang Chen had been conferred the title of Protector Elder of the Haotian Sect, he insisted on finding a place to celebrate.

Chen Yan whispered to Tang Feng, "Hey, I think this girl is honest; forty thousand is quite a lot." This guy was naturally unsuited for business; a merchant should have professional ethics—regardless of whether the other party was beautiful or ugly, he should treat everyone equally and cheat both the young and the old.

Though his power extended over the Six Ministries and his son held significant military authority, he knew that if he directly confronted the Emperor, he would be the one to die in the end. Thus, he could only choose to protect himself for now.

Lu Zhenyun and Long Yanbin naturally had no doubts about the soldier's words; they immediately hoisted the soldier's arms and sprinted in the direction he pointed.

The massive tremors occurring here attracted the attention of some sea tribes and local fierce beasts. They began to gather, and some even leaped high into the air to attack the giant yellow bronze figure in the sky.

Yang Yang was immediately rushed to the local Armed Police Hospital. Fortunately, the hospital was familiar with the toxicity of forest insects. After a simple test, they began treatment, and he was ultimately fine—it had been a false alarm.

"Weak?" Wu Yanqing frowned. As expected, Su Yan was suspicious; she must know something. Then again, the things he did last night were likely already the talk of the town.