Chapter 11: The Young Master of the Pan Family!

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Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan quickly found some bandages in his space and surreptitiously tucked them into Xu Qing’s pocket. Xu Qing touched the pocket, glanced at Zhou Yan, and signaled with her eyes that she was very pleased.

His mind was blank, his gaze drifting over those slender, beautiful silhouettes, attempting to discern some distinct features from the fleeting moments when his focus landed on them.

"Therefore, this fragment of the Soul-Devouring Wood is of paramount importance. Tell me whatever you need; as long as it is within my power, I shall grant it to you," Venerable Yu said with great solemnity. This was the promise of a Venerable. One could only imagine the immense value of such a vow, and both Han Yuyin and Xue Ou felt a surge of joy for Su Hao.

"It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m not short on money! Just consider it a gift to that master tailor; it’s not an easy life for them," Zhou Yan said nonchalantly.

At this moment, Zhang Chen’s body was entirely exposed, with only his ankles held by Xia Ziyun.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, I hope I have not placed my trust in the wrong person, and I hope that those who have committed evil will ultimately face punishment," Lin Weiwei sighed, speaking with a sense of helpless resignation.

Consequently, the past rumors of Su Liuying’s secret meetings with Lou Yue in the Plum Garden, followed by her entanglement with the Imperial Son-in-law, were brought up once again, and the label of being "fickle and promiscuous" became firmly attached to her.

He observed quietly from the sidelines for a long while, but feeling that no opportunity presented itself, he turned and slipped away.

The holographic film technology and equipment were entirely in Ye Xuan's hands. Once holographic films became widespread, other theaters would have to upgrade to maintain their market share, and whether or not they could upgrade would be entirely up to Ye Xuan.

He noticed his phone ringing again and checked the caller ID, discovering it was Tang Xin.

Therefore, he did not wish to see the current empire overthrown. He conspired with Syura, and I believe their goal was to usurp the Prime Minister’s position, or perhaps even claim the throne itself.

The letter stated that Prince Anling intended to use the Qinglin Army to stage a rebellion. This army was a military institution left behind by the late Emperor, much like the Imperial Guard under Li Kanyuan’s command, yet they did not recognize imperial authority, acknowledging only the orders stamped with the Qilin Seal.

Keeping vigil by Mu Siyan’s hospital bed, Long Jingteng did not shift his gaze from her face for a single moment.

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Screams echoed one after another, bone-chilling and terrifying. Even Lin Chutian seemed to feel that sense of despair, his heart filled with an inexplicable emotion.

Chen Chen was shaken, unable to believe there could be so many, yet upon reflection, he dismissed the thought as impossible.

This was the protection of Galiuro; Gaara didn't even need to pay attention, as the sand would automatically shield him from enemy attacks.

Wu Ya noticed this scene and gave a faint, amused smile. He casually erected a light barrier, gently blocking the spiritual sense of the Great Emperor Chunqiu.

The two pursuing rotting corpses were doused in the golden liquid from the bottle, immediately erupted in smoke, and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Seeing Long Jingteng, Mu Siyan abruptly lowered her head, her palms damp with tears. She turned her face away, refusing to acknowledge him.

But looking at it now, I was truly a fool—a complete fool. How could I have been like this? I failed to see through it. Meeting once in this lifetime is enough; he has his own destiny, so why should I insist on interfering?

The carriage traveled day and night, finally arriving at Lin'an City one day ahead of schedule. Once inside the city gates, the carriage struggled to move; the streets were overflowing with people, shoulder to shoulder, with the peddlers’ cries and the chatter of the crowds filling the air. The dazzling array of goods was enough to make one’s eyes swim.

Once these words were spoken, the world’s public opinion was in an uproar. Some claimed it was the cry of the oppressed in a suffering Africa, the clarion call of a challenge to power, and the restrained voice of those who had awakened after being trampled upon.

Qin Mingzhu, standing to the side, frowned at the sight. She did not want Fu Yunxi to die just yet, and seeing Gong Yixuan hesitate to act, she realized he was waiting for someone to plead for mercy. Why not use this opportunity to lean into his wishes?

She had once asked Yibao, who had been by Luo Bingwu’s side for many years, but Yibao claimed she had never seen Shangguan Diewu and Luo Bingwu interact, or even meet.

Bingwu did not ask what he found strange, for she knew that even without asking, Shangguan Diewu would tell her.

"It’s nothing. What’s wrong with her? Why is she so angry? Who provoked her?" Xiao Yao deflected, attempting to hide what he had just noticed.

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As Liang Luo ate her dry rations, she realized she hadn't brought her waterskin. Scanning the surroundings, she discovered that Ling Lan-yu had two, and her eyes crinkled into a smile as she slowly sidled over.

Having said this, he cast a cool, indifferent glance at her, his eyes calm and undisturbed. He turned and walked away with an elegant and noble air, without a moment’s hesitation. Clad in that regal purple, with such an arrogant demeanor, his retreating figure appeared strangely lonely.

The zombies remained dull and motionless, making things incredibly easy; before long, they had been cleared out.

Although it was frustrating to be inexplicably saddled with this burden, Maoqiu didn't seem ordinary, and she knew she wouldn't let herself come out on the losing end.

Mu Xiu sat in the driver's seat with a grim face and, without waiting for Bai Lingjing to steady herself, slammed on the accelerator and sped off.

Mingxin looked toward the Joy and Sorrow Elders. Having just finished their wine, they realized it was a potent elixir for restoring spiritual energy, and they could no longer use the excuse of being exhausted from their recent battle to shirk their duties.

The remark made Xinyuan and Xinru, who were supporting Yin Zhixue, giggle uncontrollably, while Yin Zhixue instantly flushed red, looking incredibly bashful.

The trade proceeded in full swing, with the bidding rising steadily. After the auction, many regretted not having made a purchase, and then, to their utter astonishment, Su Yan produced another thirty sets.

Chu Yun offered a wicked smile, his large hand wandering restlessly, sliding down Li Shishi’s back to wrap around her waist.