Chapter 51: Containing Warmth

The members of the Yamaji gang immediately realized they had run into a tough character when someone was executed right in front of them.

"No, no, this is the truth!" Manager Liu instinctively stepped back, wondering where this demonic force had sprung from. One wrong word and violence ensued; not only was his nasal bone broken, but he had also received several slaps across the face just moments ago.

No, none of that was it. It was only at this very moment that she finally understood—it was all because of Bao Zheng. If Bao Zheng were to resign from his post, Zhan Zhao would never linger another moment in the imperial court.

"An ordinary man's fury causes blood to spill ten paces..." His gaze was filled with confusion as he stared into the void, lost in thought.

Although he had figured it out, Xie Qingyun still recalled Old Nie's old trickery and the deceitful methods he had been taught. In his heart, he remained on guard, suspecting that Old Nie might still be hiding two or three flying needles, just waiting for him to close the distance before launching a counterattack.

Her only international award so far was a Best Actress win at Venice; her foundational legacy was still far too lacking.

She rarely used Weibo, yet today she unexpectedly posted three times in a single day. Her fans were beyond thrilled. Especially after the first post went live before the second one even appeared—goodness gracious, the fans went completely wild. The little fairy baby they had watched grow up actually had a baby of her own?

Swinging fists and trading blows, Yezhang used his left hand to block Jiande’s incoming punch. Seeing this, Jiande grabbed Yezhang’s arm with one hand, bent his other arm, and used his elbow back to strike Yezhang’s chest. Yezhang reacted quickly, hooking one of Jiande’s stepping feet with his leg. Finally, their fists collided, and both retreated a few steps.

"Lying, actually... I saw it all!" Qiao Meimei wore a smile that suggested she had thoroughly uncovered his scheme.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ji’s body trembled slightly, his fingers slowly tightening until his nails sank deep into his palms. He lowered his head, and a hoarse voice escaped from his throat.

Days off were naturally leisurely, allowing Yan Sisi to return to her salted-fish lounging posture. How could such days be anything less than relaxed?

"Get lost, don't touch me, I am Lu Xiaoshan!" Lu Xiaoshan rolled her eyes completely unbothered by her image.

At the same time, Gu Qiuwu suddenly felt the bindings on her body loosen abruptly. Looking closely, she discovered that the servant who had been lying prostrate before her had been decapitated, and blood was gushing rhythmically from his severed neck.

Swiping down to the next image and looking at Lin Haoxuan’s helpless expression, Si Yechen burst into laughter with a schadenfreude smirk. His temperament was far too similar to his own.

"Forget it, you guys should just give up! History proves that before crossing the Five Realms, it is absolutely impossible to ascend..." By this point, Liu Ping'er had changed her mind and began advising Jiang Ye and Yin Jiuyou to give up.

"You mean if I don't pay, you won't make a move? Then why were you sounding so righteous earlier?" Zhong Yu laughed out of extreme anger.

If she left immediately, she would indeed be safe. But if she walked away, what would happen to Tang San?

A man dressed in luxurious attire was seated near the front, holding a scepter. Beside him sat an elderly man with white hair, whose face was obscured by a mask, making his features impossible to discern.

Seeing that Lin Qiuyai had lost his temper, everyone closed their mouths and stopped arguing. However, their gazes remained fixed firmly on Jiang Ye, clearly showing that no one intended to yield.

Sparks flew as metal clashed. Yang Chong felt his alloy saber slash through the opponent's palm with a force that, though not fully accumulated to its limit, was still formidable. However, as his gaze crossed the blade of the alloy saber, Yang Chong’s eyebrows twitched.

Having been pierced by that gloomy gaze, Manager Bi knew he had no choice left. Enduring the excruciating pain of countless fractured bones in his chest, he had to go along with this young master's fabrication.

Having just been humiliated by Li Qingyun, now even blind nobodies dared to come and provoke them.

Of course, Su Yi understood that as far as Xiao Feng was concerned, even if he made a Heavenly Dao vow, killing Su Yi probably wouldn't be much trouble anyway. Because of this, making a Heavenly Dao vow didn't feel like a big deal to him at all.

Holding the bowl and walking up to Nangong Qian, Ye Feng marveled in amazement while inspecting the wild wolf's wound.

"What? The Wheel Sect?" Lisheng kicked away an iron wheel and spat a stream of intense flames toward the Wheel King.

Afterward, as he retrieved it, he condensed clear water to rinse the item clean before hurriedly telling Sun Xian to put it away.

Speaking of Chihuo, while Qian Duo reminded Qin Yang, his expression also turned somewhat desolate. There was still quite a gap between casual mercenaries like them and standard, well-equipped mercenary corps. Of course, given Qian Duo and his companions' current strength, if they wished to join a powerful mercenary corps, they would undoubtedly be welcomed with open arms.

Despite the passage of who knows how many tens of thousands of years, nearly three hundred physical puppets were still preserved here. Compared to the Yuanfu Sect, this situation was vastly superior.

"Yes, Your Majesty, your subject obeys," Zhao Beichen replied. Fortunately, it was scheduled after the enthronement ceremony. By then, the heat toxin within Liu Heng's body would be mostly cleared away, and she wouldn't have to keep worrying about it.

This Yuewei girl was usually someone who would say a single word rather than utter an extra one. What had gotten into her today? Not only was she talkative, but she was even rambling on endlessly?

When that ghostly camera angle appeared on the big screen, everyone looked at Song Guangming in bewilderment.

Mu Ziyuan shrank back slightly, not wanting him to recognize her as the foolish girl who had cried loudly while calling him 'mother'.

"Five taels of silver is the current market average this year. We also have higher quality ones over here for eight taels. You're an expert, you can tell the difference with a single comparison." Seeing that Liu He's demeanor was very professional, the shopkeeper naturally offered flattery.

Even if Yang Bi demanded the silver back eventually, by that time, all she had to do was tell Mu Ziyuan to get the jade pendant back from the village head. Was there any need to fear lacking silver to pay the debt?

"The Profound Armor Army is the emperor's personal guard, and commander Xuan Yun takes orders directly from the emperor. Youzhou is the fief of the Prince of Jin, who is the emperor's legitimate son. Therefore, the one leading troops to relieve the Prince of Jin's crisis is the deputy commander of the Profound Armor Army," Li途 analyzed.

The big white duck waddled its backside, stepped gracefully over Mr. Lu's shoes, shattered all the pink bubbles in the air, and showed zero respect for human dignity.

After all, when anyone is suddenly handed several million out of nowhere, even if they refuse it, their heart will inevitably experience a ripple of emotion.

Zhang Yun and Long Yu followed the crowd of hurried commuters, stepping off the high-speed train side by side.

Harry kept shaking hands with these people—Doris Crockford kept running back wanting to shake hands a few more times.

After hesitating for a long time, Guan Jian suddenly came up with a plan. He quickly closed his eyes, began turning his thoughts, and supplemented them with true Qi.