Volume 1, Chapter 35: Swindled Out of 1.95 Million, Eldest Brother Falls into Despair

The Chief of the Ministry of Justice could never have anticipated why Prince Qing, who had always been gentle, friendly, and indifferent to court affairs, would suddenly intervene this time, casting aside his usual demeanor to become so overbearing and aggressive.

If such eccentric individuals, who seemingly longed for the world to fall into chaos, were to be dispersed into key provincial positions, and with Lu Chen—the most powerful eccentric in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty—backing them from above, one could only imagine the magnitude of the turmoil that would ensue.

Wu Yuan had worked with Mads Mikkelsen and experienced his acting prowess firsthand; he did not believe Mikkelsen was inferior to Matthew McConaughey—he might even be better.

"Just two tables. I’ll have Guangqi give you the list later!" Liu Haizhong said, turning to leave.

The other Chinese film crews that had come for the screenings had already left Berlin one after another, having sold most of their copyrights.

"But Lynn hasn't mentioned anything of the sort these past few days..." Mr. Fool’s internal monologue was, in reality, already beginning to scream.

The world of martial arts is a turbulent place where talent abounds. What did a mere Tang Poetry Sword Sect amount to? Today, perhaps only the surviving disciples remember it.

Lynn’s original plan was never for Medici to return now and for Solomon and the True Creator to go to war with the Blood Emperor the very next day; that was simply unrealistic.

Although Li Xunhuan was not yet a top scholar, he had already earned his degree as a local scholar. With his family’s scholarly background and years of immersion, he was no stranger to these matters.

Roselle, of course, knew what Lynn was referring to—it was nothing more than the situation after Lynn replaced the God of Steam. In that scenario, he, who in the original history had worked for the God of Steam and Machinery, would naturally become an employee of Lynn.

Tiansheng did not kill him. The hand tightly gripping his throat was trembling incessantly, and the red light in his eyes flickered constantly. Elder Luofeng could see the fear in Tiansheng’s eyes—it was a fear born of his own self-doubt and inner turmoil.

Yet, quite the contrary, Li Cheng saw deep concern etched on the faces of Li Jianshe and Sun Lan.

Zhuo Yue spoke, and out of concern for Tiansheng’s physical and mental state, she reached out to take the wine jar from his hands.

Meanwhile, the Azure Dragon Sword in Luo Chen’s hand recovered its strength, and a sword aura dozens of meters long swept out in an instant, carving the shape of a full moon.

An ancient golden chariot, radiating a scorching aura and shimmering with divine light, tore across the night sky of the Central Continent.

Seeing the mercenary captain make his move, the others could not sit idly by. Some even deployed forbidden artifacts; a yellow jade talisman suddenly detonated, transforming into a violent bear, two zhang tall, which stomped forward, its massive fists smashing down with thunderous roars.

They were worried that if they remained on the scene, they would be branded as accomplices to Chen Xiao and hunted down by the martial artists of the Baoyun Dojo.

Liu Er was momentarily stunned by anger. No wonder he had heard Styx say that his third junior brother was naturally lazy, but he hadn't expected him to be this lazy. He truly wondered how he had attained the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal—was it achieved by sleeping?

Yet at this moment, the white-clad youth appearing before them was hardly an ordinary young man.

Having arranged everything, Luo Chen sat on a rock and began to meditate in the lotus position.

What made Wu Yue hesitate was that for Kyoka Suigetsu to take effect, the opponent had to witness the moment of its initial release. This was not a major issue, however; as long as he seized the right opportunity, it would be easy to hypnotize Ishida Uryu.

The twins huddled together to discuss their plan to bully their two uncles until evening fell. As was their custom, they went to deliver dinner to their grandmother, Madame Wu, in person.

Watching the screen, she felt a vague sense of serenity and refreshment; her entire heart seemed to expand with the landscape, and she could almost smell the fresh, leaf-scented air on the tip of her nose.

Only when faced with that face, which bore such a striking resemblance to Xia Jinxuan’s, did she slowly avert her eyes, feeling utterly ashamed.

This emptiness gave her a sense of unreality, as if the vast laboratory around her had vaporized, drifting away like a mosaic. All the equipment and facilities—the machines she could operate with her eyes closed—had all become unfamiliar; at a glance, she couldn't even recall their names.

Now that the moment had arrived, the feeling in her heart could no longer be avoided... a faint ache, wantonly revealing her reliance on and concern for him.

"Like this..." Maikan responded, puffing out his chest and stepping forward. He walked directly toward Xiezier, only to find, unfortunately, that he was a bit shorter than him.

Li Jiayu ordered a luxury lunch delivery for Director Liao and sent him a text message to let him know.

Was Zhang Jialiang retaliating for his attempt to seize power in the Standing Committee? By exerting pressure on him there, was he immediately using this method to express his defiance? Was this his counterattack against him, the provincial governor?

Holding back her son who was about to embark on a long journey, the Queen pondered, her heart unsettled, and she could not help but shed two lines of tears.

Lin Mo arranged for Du Xiyue to stay at a hot spring resort next to the research institute, protected by Silver Fox, Yang Min, and the bodyguards from Du Xiyue’s villa. He himself led Silver Snake, Drilling Lark, Pu Xiqiong, and Flower Leopard to rush toward a certain seaside area overnight.

That day, it was raining. On her way home from work, two thugs grabbed Cheng Lili, shoved her into a car, and used her as collateral to a casino owner to pay off their gambling debts.

Li Yanxin’s eyebrows were faintly traced like distant, dark mountains, and her phoenix eyes were bright and clear. Her every glance was captivating and soul-stirring. With a delicate nose and skin as white as snow, her red lips were like a lonely, enchanting plum blossom in the snow—she was truly a fairy among mortals, as if she had stepped right out of a fine painting.