Volume One, Chapter 58: Miss Tang Surprisingly Commutes by Shared Bicycle

It was precisely because of this consideration that Tang Zhenguo felt at ease entrusting the collection of the overdue payment to Tang Ruan.

Had the Huo Corporation's vice president still been Huo Yanchuan, he would not have let Tang Ruan go even if he had to go himself.

"Don't you worry, once this cooperation comes to an end, the ties between the Tang and Huo families will be completely severed."

Catching sight of Luo Qian once again, old Fotis was moved to tears: "Boss, you have finally returned! Everyone else said you were dead, but I alone believed that you would never die!" After recuperating all along the way, Luo Qian could barely stand and walk. He raised his hand, but a piercing pain shot through his arm, so he had to give up.

When the Pig Knight styled himself a "cyber-punisher" to carry out his sanctions, he probably never pondered over what consequences such actions might bring, nor who might eventually sanction him. In his worldview, as long as he believed something was right, that was enough.

How could the Thirteenth Prince still manage to speak? The moment he was kicked awake, he immediately began to wail without stopping.

The human race had moments of refusal and moments of submission; it largely depended on whether the trade was worth it. Ala was far too vital to the stronghold. Had it not been for her, this underground stronghold in the garbage graveyard would never have lasted until now. Therefore, once the decision was made to exchange via drawing lots, no one would refuse.

What was Lin Dong doing? Was he provoking the Cesena fans? No~~~ He was venting, venting his fury at all those who had just mocked him and all those who had ridiculed him before.

Of course, viewed from another perspective, this seemed to make no difference after all, since the main storyline remained identical. Such a statement might sound somewhat contradictory, but that was precisely what it meant.

He did not invade Tian Guyue's spiritual world; instead, he pulled Tian Guyue into his own. When a person is asleep, or rather, when a person is dreaming, they possess a "self" but lack consciousness, which made it very easy for Luo Qian to drag Tian Guyue's "self" into his own mental realm.

Yet at this moment, Guo Huai still harbored some misgivings. Although the morale of the soldiers was high, their numbers were ultimately too few. There were still several thousand troops inside Nan Zheng City. If Zhang Lu was determined to hold the city to the death, Guo Huai's mere three thousand odd troops would truly find it difficult to breach it.

Xu Yan gazed anxiously at the clock on the circular table, a deeply ominous premonition welling up in his heart. Kager's fried sauce noodles indeed tasted quite good, and the accompanying green tea was also authentically mellow. However... he could not be expected to act as a scapegoat just for eating this modest meal?!

A solution did exist; the safest approach was to dredge a major undersea transportation route. That way, mithril could be smuggled back from the Western Divine Realm completely unnoticed. Not only could he transform into the Immortal Realm's premier arms dealer, but he could also leverage the Essence of the Vast Ocean to keep the Sword-Control Terrace in check.

Since he could leave with peace of mind, it proved that the matter was virtually taken care of. Qi Anluo nodded in agreement, asked Gu Yinming if he wanted a midnight snack, and then headed upstairs.

Outside the car, Shu Yumin was left stunned by Xi Bai's sudden movement, failing to react for a moment.

During the meal, Lin Meishan informed them that there were no classes today, so it didn't matter whether they went to the classroom at noon or not. The group let out a cheer, and Pan Daming proposed heading to the internet cafe to play games.

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Miao was still somewhat bewildered. Could it be that she hadn't fully woken up yet? What on earth was going on with her third older brother early in the morning?

The Third Brother led his men out of the courtyard, turned right, and stepped through a doorway concealed amidst dense foliage.

Ling Fei cast an unceremonious glance at Jun Feibai, the hostility in her eyes exceptionally distinct. She resented Tang淼 for associating with such a complicated person like Jun Feibai; the more intricate such individuals were, the less likely any of them possessed a genuine heart.

"It's precisely because the size fits so perfectly that I find it strange." Seeing Qize look as though a load had been taken off his mind, Lin Weiwei wore a smile that held a hint of pride.