Chapter 53: An Exceptionally Rare Opportunity for Promotion to Deputy Division Chief?!

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“Today you fielded the Chinese player Li Tie, yet his performance was utterly disappointing. Why didn’t you substitute him earlier?!” a reporter shouted loudly. Just as he had hoped, Young Master Liang could have launched an offensive and won over Liu Shiyan in one fell swoop. However, there was still no response from inside the room. The two stood there, and it wasn’t long before someone came over to inquire about their business. Following Li Lizhi’s orders, she dared not disobey and quickly fetched some, as the queen should still have a bit left, primarily to make donkey rolls. Liang Xiuqi had always been aloof and proud, unwilling to mingle in such lively crowds; he only glanced briefly and recognized a familiar face. “Ahem, Han You, you should go. You’ve got thicker skin. Su Yuqi… is a bit shy,” Manager Song cleared his throat and made the decision. Melu reluctantly locked her gaze on Ares, inching step by step with difficulty until she vanished into the spatial tunnel. In response, Lei Dachui merely sneered disdainfully. His hammer, long starved for action, swung down; the earth before him shattered as energy surged like a flood, obliterating all creatures in its path. “Sorry, Director, I don’t know the reason either,” Lin Chen admitted honestly, as Chu Yun had never told him, and he hadn’t bothered to ask. Xia Chuxue pondered silently upon hearing this, wondering just how formidable Mo Zili, her adoptive brother, truly was. By a twist of fate, leveraging the power of the “Transparent Fruit,” Absalom caught the eye of the major news outlet Morgans and became a journalist. The saying that there are no ugly people in the cultivation world was absolutely true; even burly men had sharp features and smooth skin. That night was pitch black; Emperor Qi, lying awake on one side, pulled the Bloodslayer Cult’s cloak over his face, trembling with fear and tightly shutting his eyes.

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The old lady shouted fiercely, stepping forward with four middle-aged companions. A powerful aura surged toward me. I struggled to raise my head and saw faint ghostly figures emerging behind them; the terrifying ghost energy was emanating from their backs. Their appearances were almost human, but vampires, after all, were not human; no matter how cleverly disguised, their shared savage and bloodthirsty nature was bound to surface. Yet Lin Chen’an and Lin Chenxian, the sibling pair, were remarkably strange, leaving no trace in history—no names, martial arts traits, or social connections. During this time, what Reed taught them proved far more useful than anything they had learned from books before. No more laughter or playfulness; no longer under the protection of their elder brother; no chance to see the kind and noble Bo Ru again! A mouthful of blood erupted. Turning around, their mother was nowhere in sight. I gasped sharply; Leng Yuan’s strength was indeed formidable. Even a casual spell carried such power. With her blocking the way, she should be able to buy us enough time. The Ye family village’s guard team was no stranger to such situations; even the soul corpses and animals were aware. Jin Baozhu bared her teeth inwardly—her mother was innocent and naive, making crude jokes with no shame at all? The upper garment clung tightly to her body’s curves, her slender waist seeming too delicate to grasp. Her beautiful collarbones peeked faintly from beneath long curls. Her exquisite makeup adorned a charming face, and with slightly upturned red lips, she appeared cold, mysterious, and noble, yet with a hint of lively playfulness—like a fairy in the dark night. Indeed, he was not an independent director like Wei Fan and Bi Gan, who sought scripts and investments themselves and bore part of the profit and loss. Since the old master had personally tasked him with this matter before departing, Lu Li naturally had to find a way to fulfill it. Upon hearing Jin Baozhu’s words, Liu Lianshun chuckled and immediately took money out of his pocket. Lu Qin’s eyes widened, her pupils shining with an unusual brightness, plainly revealing shock and curiosity on her face.

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Suddenly, a sharp pain struck the back of my head, followed by warm blood flowing down. The earthen cake in my hand dropped heavily to the ground. At that moment, where heaven and earth met the human realm, clouds rose in eight directions, mist spread across the four corners, graceful cypresses stood tall, and twisted ancient pines bent in the wind. Since the German authorities completed the construction of the “Three B Railway,” Iran and Iraq had essentially been drawn into Germany’s embrace, leading Wilhelm II to mistakenly believe Li Ningyu had sided with the Allies and thus joined forces with Edward VII against him. Awi was about to reply when everything around him turned to bubbles, and he found himself back in that humble room. The unforgettable scene beneath the cliff flashed in my mind—bittersweet, sorrowful, yet unmistakably filled with happiness. The bleak autumn wind lifted his hair; beneath the azure sky, that figure appeared so lonely and melancholic. The northern geese flew southward, tracing a beautiful arc in the air. At that moment, Zhong Qing was utterly flustered; she never expected such a trap to be laid. With a cold sneer, she vowed that even if she died, she would never allow them to tarnish her honor or let their conspiracy succeed. However, Li Ningyu declined Chiang Kai-shek’s kindness, saying, “No, I’m full. There are important matters to discuss shortly.” Lei Li shouted sharply, gripping a massive golden blade. With a fierce chop, the entire blade transformed into a lightning-like radiance, illuminating the battlefield ruins with overwhelming majesty. “That bastard is from the Liu family! I was worried there’d be trouble from his kick—damn it! Why didn’t I use more force and kick him to death then? Despicable. Next time, I definitely won’t let him off,” Ye Xue thought angrily.