Chapter 121: More Than Willing

The next day, Ruan Mianmian responded to Huacai Company, agreeing to a face-to-face meeting to discuss the copyright cooperation.

Qi Yan instructed Lin Xuan to arrange for the manager of the cultural entertainment company under the Qi Group to accompany Ruan Mianmian to negotiate the collaboration.

Ruan Mianmian felt reassured.

With a professional by her side, she no longer worried about being taken advantage of.

However, to her surprise, she encountered an unpleasant person again at Huacai.

"Ruan Mianmian? What are you doing here? This is not a place for you..."

Qing’er, witnessing her final strike miss again as Long She evaded effortlessly, saw her last hope shattered and fixed him with a fierce, angry glare.

"Why?" Yan Shan, hearing Tian Xing speak to Tian Ying, felt anxious and wanted to turn back to ask.

Among the martial artists watching outside the government office, someone suddenly shouted, "Severely punish Lou Yuhuan! Severely punish the Lou family..." Soon, the crowd erupted, all chanting in unison for harsh punishment of the Lou family.

If one can be reborn as a human, then encountering such bizarre occurrences is hardly surprising.

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Thus, the crowd helplessly found themselves trapped in an endless cycle of back-and-forth struggle, unable to extricate themselves.

"Please, fellow disciples, have a seat first," said the Lone Sword Saint, awakening Tai Xuan Zhenren as if from a dream, who immediately invited the four of them to sit.

Xi Shuang remained silent, gently shaking her head, yet her gaze stayed firm, conveying an unchanging resolve.

Mo Xiuyuan followed indifferently behind her, wandering aimlessly through the back garden with Lu Manman.

Originally, the bloodlines of the Twenty Cities were already scarce; any loss might be unbearable. Now knowing there was no major issue, their hearts were at ease.

Xiao Yumiao changed the subject smoothly, but Linghu Tianhai noticed subtle shifts in his mood and spirit.

Having traversed to this place, he was unlike anyone else in this world. The difference perhaps lay in a shared sense of experience—or lack thereof.

Bearing the Five Elements Mountain on his back, Sun Wukong manifested his divine form, roaring as he tried to break free from beneath the mountain. Just as he managed to stick his head out, a monk descended from the heavens, affixed a talisman to the mountaintop, which instantly rooted and sealed it, trapping Sun Wukong in place.

Ah, this time the Ji family finally earned some face among the Four Great Families. I wonder what Rong Feng has prepared this time? Zhao Shuai said, looking at the members of the Ji family.

At this moment, the residual soul of the Demon Lord had already left its previous vessel—a bronze head—and slowly penetrated through Zhou Yan’s third eye, entering his consciousness.

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Speaking, she pulled a handful of copper coins from her pouch and tossed them over as a reward. The old shopkeeper was overjoyed, no longer attending to other customers, and sat before the Cheng siblings to recount everything in detail.

Chao Xi sighed helplessly, pulled over a medicine basket that had nearly been crushed, found a bottle of ointment, turned the swollen face gently, and carefully applied the medicine.

Daoist Ling Ming said nothing. He stood before the altar and began chanting, waving a peach-wood sword from time to time, stepping on the Seven Stars formation—a full ritual dance. As he danced, he burned two talismans and sprinkled some purified water.

However, if they chose not to intervene in the impending war between righteousness and evil, it would pose tremendous disadvantages for Zhou Yan, Ling Zhongxiao, and the others.

After finishing his words, Zhou Yan stepped forward directly toward the jade steps behind Fire Elder that led to the seventh floor of Lingyun Tower.

Seeing the frightened underwater people, Jiang Cheng and Xue’er emerged in diving suits. Then he loudly shouted in the Altusian language, “We are outsiders from another world. We came here unintentionally and bear no ill will.”

Before long, a dove flew over and perched directly on Ye Weiyang’s chest. Opening the note it carried, her expression suddenly darkened.

While Yabu Jia kept reporting work updates, Adolf drove the car with Mulati out of the city, speeding toward the border road.