Volume One, Chapter 77: I Feel Like I Won't Need a Second Stab Anymore

Montage was no fool; he immediately understood the implication behind the other's words.
He was being directly accepted as a student!
"Thank you, teacher!"
"Go on, then. Our discussion just now has given me some inspiration as well. I need to sort out my thoughts," Zhang Hong waved his hand, signaling that Montage could leave.
After leaving the institute, Montage headed straight for the Governor's Mansion.
Jiang Xiaorou had just sent him a message saying that Zhang Ziliang wanted to see him.
Apparently, there were some matters regarding the merger that needed his consultation.
Upon arriving at the mansion, he saw Zhang Ziliang in a sharp suit, chatting and laughing with someone.
"Director Meng, over here!"
Seeing Montage, Zhang Ziliang quickly waved him over.
"Come, ...
"After so many years, it seems the Hengguo government has never given up on applying the Chaos Virus to military purposes. These corpse men, corpse beasts, and corpse trees are probably the products of failed experiments," my brother examined the body in the container closely, speculating.
Zhao Xiaocheng was capable of striking decisively, so he plunged the broken blade directly into the man's body to end him. But seeing Boss Xue's calm demeanor, as if watching a show, he realized this was just another test.
"Tonight's banquet surprised and delighted me," the chairman's wife, sitting beside him, smiled.

"Your Majesty! Your vassals have learned of your presence in the manor, and those nearby have hurried here to pay their respects!" Howard the butler interrupted Edward's musings, stopping the curse that was about to escape Edward's lips with a single explanation.
"Lele, what special abilities do psychic power users possess? What is their relationship to mental energy? Are they formidable?" Xu Yunyan, who had never heard much about psychic-type ability users, asked.
The basic symptoms of mental illness are disturbances in mental activity, leading to abnormalities in cognition, emotion, will, and behavior, to the extent that normal mental life cannot be maintained and sometimes causing harm to oneself and society.
Seeing the young king before him listening earnestly, the bishop couldn't help but sigh.
He could only allow himself to be dragged away, step by step, from his current position, eventually bound and gagged with a cloth.
Thus, as the only duke, the Duke of Norfolk naturally became the leader of all the nobles.
According to Edward's decree, all privileges of Hanseatic merchants in England were abolished, so the London Steel Institute should be abolished as well.
He truly felt guilty toward Qingyun, for he had created Qingyun, but for various reasons, Qingyun had indeed become an obstacle.
The pedestrian street area wasn't in the city center, but it was still one of the busiest districts in City A. To open a restaurant of this scale here required immense financial resources—no wonder it had the backing of the Yamaguchi Group.
Even the God of War and the God of Wine showed surprise on their faces; it was clear that Ye Jianguo had deceived everyone.
Yu Hanyan's figure was half-shrouded in mist; Gong Yunxiu, impatient from waiting, glanced back and caught a glimpse of her true form, bursting into laughter.
But everyone knew that moving forward meant certain death. If they didn't advance, they would be killed immediately—the Japanese overseer soldiers were ruthless! If they dared not to move ahead, being shot was the least of it; their families could be implicated as well.
"What? Isn't this...?" Old Zhang's jaw trembled, his legs started to shake again, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and terror.
The methods of killing were unfathomable; once a mission was accepted, no matter how formidable the target, there was never a failure.
After saying all this, Marquez took a deep breath, looked at Lei, stepped closer so their faces almost touched, and spoke, word by word.

"Uh... I lost it while fleeing from a powerful adversary." Would the young master admit that it was because of Sister Die that he didn't have time to retrieve his own sword?
When Langqi placed the box back on the ground, a sound like a machine gun being cocked came from inside. His instincts told him that this was a dangerously formidable item.
Su Yingmei lay in her hospital bed, her movements agitated. She broke free from Lu Haotian's hand, her eyes burning with anger.
Leng Mochen rummaged through clothes in the wardrobe while I lay on the bed, unwilling to get up. After a few days in Sanya with him, I was so exhausted that I never wanted to travel again. People say travel is fun, but it felt like torture to me.
He discovered that the dazzling golden light in the sky seemed to possess a powerful attraction, forcibly drawing away the vast life force surrounding Yuxin. Countless rays of gold streamed from her skin, surging upwards into the golden orb in the sky.
Although the Yao family was prominent, in the business circles of City B, everything depended on Lu Haotian's attitude. Still, the Yao family's wealth was common knowledge.
Ling Miao naturally wanted to object on the grounds of gender, but Hu Yueyuan would surely repeat her words verbatim to her father. Unable to bear the stress, Ling Miao was forced to say something she didn't truly mean.
The Ye father and son remained dominant here; even though Mingmen Nightclub had lost Miqi, business was as booming as ever. I slipped upstairs with an invisibility charm to investigate, but neither Ye father nor son were there.
Ling Yang chuckled dryly, surprised that this guy, who looked so sleazy, could speak about such matters with eloquence and wit, carefully explaining for ages without uttering a single vulgar word—a rare talent indeed.
Ling Yang had just stepped out of the school gates when a young man stopped him. In the middle of winter, he wore sunglasses and looked cool, his face devoid of expression.
On Madam Ning's birthday, Li Shuihua and Master Qiu brought their children, and Judge Di accompanied Li Yuju for a lively day. Chen Qingmai and the Li family relatives, especially Judge Di, were very close; that day, they carefully prepared generous gifts for the birthday, drank merrily, but never mentioned a word of it to Li Jinrui afterwards.
There, a mighty figure, towering like a mountain and resembling a deity, stepped out from the void. When he appeared again, he was already standing at the center of the plaza.