Chapter 47: Face

Fu Qing paused for a moment, feeling a sense of absurd amusement rising within her.
Have students these days grown too bold, or has the disciplinary committee lost its former deterrence?
To dare to negotiate terms with the disciplinary committee?

A sarcastic smile flickered across her face, and even the anger in her heart subsided a little. "Let's hear it, then."

Wang Laicai's eyes lit up. He picked up the teapot and poured water for each of them. "Please have some tea. I heard that you serve Indra?"

Fu Qing's movement of drinking tea halted for a second, before she resumed...
as he expounded on his views regarding the Battle of Changping. Wang Liao's face was flushed with excitement, as if he had truly become the commander of those four hundred thousand Zhao troops.

This medicinal decoction was unlike the one I had taken previously for a severe cold; the fundamental difference lay in its taste. The cold remedy had been extremely bitter, whereas this decoction was not particularly bitter at all. In fact, upon a lingering aftertaste, it carried a slight sweetness and several other quite pleasant flavors.

Indeed, hadn't it always been so? Throughout history, every peerless beauty had ultimately grieved and sorrowed over love for their men.

Ying Weigang had worked for a period in Sanya City, located at the southernmost tip of Hainan Island, serving concurrently as the deputy director of the administrative office and mayor. During his tenure, he spearheaded numerous infrastructure projects in Sanya, particularly in the construction of hotels, restaurants, large conference rooms, exhibition halls, and urban transportation.

"Courtesy demands reciprocity." Jian Yixin's thought stirred, and countless flower petals similarly transformed into a sea of blossoms spanning nearly a mile, surging toward that spiritual beast.

Li Kuafu waved his right hand, and to his relief, aside from the Soul-Fixing Pearl and the inability to establish a soul connection with the Jade Rabbit Ring, he was once again able to retrieve the items stored within them.

After confirming there were no paparazzi around, Wenger stepped into the café and walked over to the corner where Jin Yuan and Van Holmstead were seated.

Beside him, his father, Jin Dongmin, was even more excited. Although he was a fan of Ajax, he also held a deep fondness for the century-old club Real Madrid. After all, besides being a die-hard fan of Ajax's golden generation of '95, his father was also a loyal follower of Roni.

I must have done something wrong; it had to be that. Otherwise, why would so many misfortunes surround me? Why?

Chen Defu yawned. In the boring twilight, the soup finally came to a rolling boil. He stretched lazily and prepared to climb to his feet.

To become an elite sniper, one must possess enduring patience and the ability to withstand loneliness. When taking a shot, aside from calculating factors such as wind speed, humidity, and distance, the most crucial requirement is absolute composure and certainty within one's heart.

Every time she saw Wang Quan cooking, it was either steaming with heat or filled with cooking smoke, and it always looked dangerous. Consequently, she rarely stepped foot in the kitchen, daring only to linger near the island counter.

He didn't see anything clearly, sensing only a strong gust of wind sweeping past his face before a figure materialized right in front of him, with a blade of qi resting firmly against his throat.

Shangguan Shasha's body trembled visibly. She bit her silver teeth, clenched her fists tightly, and fought an intense internal struggle.

Her crisp attire, frosty voice, and the stern, angry expression on her face caused her entire being to radiate an intimidating, cold elegance.

He Lin seemed surprised that any chef could be unaware of King, but upon second thought, he realized that Shen Jiao had always lived in Linxi Village, so it was normal for her to be unfamiliar with external renown.

Pei Ruolan bit her lower lip, feeling utterly humiliated. Yet, for the sake of her elder brother languishing in prison, she had no choice but to force her exhausted body forward and ingratiate herself with him.

When he turned back around, Sun Xiurong had just tasted the noodles for doneness, a happy smile blooming on her face—whether she was delighted by the delicious taste of the udon noodles or pleased by the total amount of hidden money she had uncovered, remained unclear.

Senior Brother He's work would certainly be flawless. He always acted as his heart desired, yet he never failed, nor did he ever chase flashy superficiality.

The room before them was identical in width to the corridor, appearing as though it had been carved directly out of the passageway. The room was completely empty, save for a door on the left-hand side, which was likewise half-ajar.

"Pfft..." He Yunming was utterly speechless, wishing she could cough up a mouthful of blood right on the spot to prove how deeply depressed she felt at that moment.

The youth departed this space, leaving behind only a shattered jade tablet on the ground. When a participant in a mission suffered a fatal attack, the jade tablet would trigger an automatic rescue array, transferring the person out.

One had to know that many Fiend Demons harbored a habit of hoarding treasures. If one could manage to find a few wealthy Fiend Demon magnates and extort them properly, one would likely become a multi-millionaire overnight.

Qiao Xue had long since been scared out of her wits by the pair's conversation. If things were truly like this, would they even survive?

"Qi Tianyuan is a capable cadre. He has a flexible mind and is very familiar with the situation in Wenqing Town. To me, he is like my right arm; I cannot do without him," Le Fan remarked.

However, the starting points of the two sides were different. Demon players probably felt that having a renowned player from their own faction defect to the hostile faction caused them to lose face, especially since this player wasn't just generally famous, but rather the universally recognized Left Bank of Nameless Lake across the entire gaming world.

"Are you implying that I'm to blame for all of this? I was the one being used by Gao Sheng!" Gu Kog argued.

Seeing that Brother Shui was somewhat displeased, Da Zhou hurriedly nodded and said, "That's right, Brother Shui. This classmate of mine is a bit greedy for money. He said that to help us deal with the God-Slaying Society this time, he's wagering his entire life and fortune. He wants to know if it's possible to..."

"Is this the true power of a Divine-realm expert?" Ling Feng felt as though a pair of eyes high above was watching him, a heavy mountain pressing down upon his body, rendering him completely stiff and utterly unable to move.

Xiao Jingchen continued to silently sip the tea in his cup, while Shu Huaiye sat down, lowering his gaze to gently blow across the tea leaves floating on the surface of the water.

The ultimate core of the Blood Pool Bone Spirit Primordial Demon Formation—the Primordial Demon Egg—was slain, causing the spatial dimension of the formation to collapse continuously like a crumbling mountain.