Chapter 29: Bitches Always Travel in Packs

Sister Yu’s sudden roar startled the other two, as well as Jiang Ran, who was eavesdropping.

Brother Lei immediately drew his dagger, looking toward the door with vigilance as he whispered to Sister Yu, "Where?"

Jiang Ran blinked, watching Sister Yu glance around on the screen, wondering if she possessed some sort of special item. Could a pinhole camera really be detected?

She decided to play dead and wait to see how things unfolded; after all, she was currently wearing the skin of Little Top.

"I warned you yesterday, but you wouldn't listen. So, what do you plan to do now?" Zhao Siyu shook his head, feigning concern.

This time, it was Nanlin Guiyi who was left speechless. What on earth was Totomen’s true identity? Could he just upgrade a supercomputer whenever he felt like it?

Bai Yanyan tucked her arm into Cong Jiajia’s and they entered the villa. As soon as Cong Jiajia neared the bed, she collapsed onto it. She felt that nowhere was as comfortable as this bed.

At a cafe near the police station, Nanlin Guiyi bought two coffees and a sandwich. One of the coffees was for Fukuda Kato—a routine attempt to build rapport and bring them closer.

Tao Keke blinked playfully. Although she usually seemed carefree, she was extremely meticulous when it came to serious matters.

Hearing a familiar name, a carriage suddenly stopped, not far from the entrance of the Jiaofang.

This decision was far too rash. If his master was so agitated because Princess Zhao was going to remarry, why hadn’t he pursued her from the very beginning? It would have been much easier back then, wouldn't it?

Yesterday’s events had caused quite a stir throughout the company, and everyone was pointing fingers at her. Realizing the elevator was out of the question, Section Chief Zhao gritted her teeth and decided to take the stairs.

"When it comes to shamelessness, I truly cannot compete with you. I concede!" Su Xin’s wrist stung from being pulled; Zheng Kaiyin’s hand felt like the Nine-Yin Skeleton Claw, her sharp nails scratching him.

The black cat, Shota, had grown familiar with Nanlin Guiyi. When Nanlin Guiyi returned, Shota came to rub against his legs. Nanlin Guiyi picked up the cat and placed it on the sofa.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the chaotic battlefield around him, whispering to himself. Thinking of how these foreigners had wantonly slaughtered the civilians of the Ming Dynasty’s borderlands, a fire of rage burned in his heart. He felt no pity for these cold-blooded executioners.

The Fengyang County Yamen was located in the center of the town's most bustling street.

If Elsa only represented herself, the problem would be simple—she was just a dragon. As a stumbling block on his path to slaying the Demon King, he could simply kill her; one more dragon meant little trouble for him.

With his hands still covered in ore dust, Feng Minsheng suddenly exited the space, caught off guard for a moment.

The keyboard clattered rhythmically. Chen Xin put on his own headphones, no longer paying attention to Lin Bai. Although it was late, their dormitory was known for being a "cultivator's den" that stayed up all night.

After finishing, he turned his gaze to the bottom-left corner of the writer’s assistant typing page, where the word count displayed 10,530.

Although many were dissatisfied that he could become the chief instructor and hold the rank of lieutenant colonel the moment he arrived, they knew how powerful a Heavenly Master was, and Lu Bu, who belonged to the Metaphysical Association, was at least thirty percent stronger than other Heavenly Masters.

The only saving grace was that after the citizens had built the houses, they had cleared out all the debris, making the cleanup quite simple.

After placing it beside the table, he did not rest but instead went to study his blueprints.

Wang Qiuyun smiled gratefully and picked up her glass, ready to toast Lin Yiwen and Zhou Mengqi. However, as soon as Lin Yiwen stood up, Wang Qiuyun was startled.