Chapter 103: The Challenge
"Xu Yang, thank you. I truly never expected your medical skills to be this remarkable. I’m so grateful; I’ve been tormented by this headache for so long, and at last, I’ve pulled through." As he spoke, Wang Jiaxing gave Xu Yang a deep bow, then pulled a check from his pocket. With a few swift strokes, he wrote out twenty million, and with both hands, respectfully presented it to Xu Yang.
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“For no apparent reason, the Shark Mercenary Squad, which had always loomed over them, suddenly vanished. This is bound to cause a sensation—who knows how many other squads will seize the chance to vie for the top spot?” Frank sighed as well.
He had stood guard outside the door the entire time, not daring to take a single step away. When he finally emerged, my heart ached so much that I could hardly breathe.
Back then, after entering the Cycle of Reincarnation, the Lord of Gods and the Heavenly Emperor fought fiercely on the Path of Reincarnation. Yet the Heavenly Emperor’s cunning prevailed, and both were dragged down together, their divine artifacts and eight sister treasures tumbling into another dimension.
My face grew increasingly hot, but in my heart I understood: once back in the capital, he would once again be the third prince—carefree, unrestrained in the eyes of the world—naturally seeking the most comfortable, peaceful life possible.
“What exactly is going on?” But with no one to explain, the two of them had no choice but to drift through the air, led by these higher beings.
“It’s none of your business—leave, now!” Li Haonan’s voice was cold and grave as he pointed at Ou Ming. Terrified, Ou Ming’s legs nearly gave out with relief as he realized he’d escaped disaster; obediently, he got up and ran.
Gu Xiaobei was startled by Chen Shuang’s words, as if Li Haonan would appear at any moment. She didn’t sleep a wink, bouncing off the bed. Thanks to Li Haonan’s timely treatment, her foot was no longer swollen, though she still limped slightly, unable to walk with any strength.
“It seems it really is time to buy some high-end clothing,” Lu Feiyang agreed with Li Ming’s point—clothing is not just about appearance, but often a symbol of status, an expression of attitude.
Though he disliked Chu Xu, to stand by and watch Chu Xu kneel and kowtow to someone—he could never face the debt of gratitude the Chu family once showed him, nor the old man’s dying wish.
The two of them had shallow foundations and no money, so they could only focus on honing their spells, building up some means to protect themselves. They couldn’t afford any weapons. She’d originally planned to save up for two more years and, once she reached the middle stage of Qi Refining, buy a low-grade magical artifact. She never imagined she’d stumble upon a whole chest of weapons.
“Sir, what would you like to order?” After writing down Du Yihan’s order, the server turned to ask Lin Zi’an.
The Lakers played in utter disarray—even if it appeared orderly at times, that was only thanks to Gary Payton’s organizational skills.
At that moment, Jalen Rose lunged in from the side, intending to foul Ewing, but Ewing didn’t give him the chance; with a flick of his wrist, he passed the ball to Houston, who caught it and, without hesitation, launched a three-pointer.
Mo Xi’s defensive shift didn’t catch Duncan off guard. Calmly, Duncan adjusted—stepping forward and, with a gentle leap, released a clean floater.
On the way, Ye Jinglan called those waiting anxiously at home and told them the person had been rescued and was now en route to the hospital.
“It’s nothing,” Du Yihan naturally wouldn’t tell Du Tianming about this; if Mr. 23 found out, the fun would be spoiled.
Pat Riley wasted not a second—striding toward the court while pulling Hardaway along, talking all the while, until the referee motioned him back to the bench.
In Jiang Zun’s mind, he always believed that it was only because Old Seven had long since ceased to regard the Jiang family with respect that Li Lieyun had dared to harm his son.