20 Meet-and-Greet (Part I)

Qiu Xuan did not rush to attempt teleportation. Instead, he sat quietly, his mind retracing his first experience with teleportation years ago and the nature of spatial power. Time drifted by during his silent reflection. After an indeterminate period, Qiu Xuan’s eyes snapped open, a flash of brilliance cutting through his gaze.

"Boss, I’ve calibrated the space here. There is indeed a significant fluctuation in energy; it’s likely due to residual traces of gamma radiation lingering in the area." Huang Kui approached, his mood complex as he glanced at what was once the beautiful Earth.

Aside from the five of them, another person stood before the council chamber. He was young, roughly twenty-six or twenty-seven, with handsome features and dressed in luxurious attire.

Ignoring Dong Nana’s attempt to dissuade him, Wang Yilong tore off the seal and entered the hotel room.

But the bar itself was a total mess, thick with smog and chaos. Some trashy rapper with tattoos on his face—the whole look could be summed up in two words: brainless.

The five Qian elders sat in their designated places. Qian Haosong occupied the center seat, while the remaining four—Qian Haorong, Qian Haoxing, Qian Haojian, and Qian Haotong—sat two to his left and two to his right.

Xie Jiachen realized that if this man traveled without a dual-cultivation partner, he likely followed the sect that harvests yin to replenish yang. Was this, then, Chen Yi’s master?

Zihan rose early, finished a hurried breakfast, and bid everyone farewell before leaving with Ouyang Fang and Hong Ruo.

The Daoist Zhunti, Amitabha, and Patriarch Subhuti looked at one another simultaneously, their joy evident and unspoken.

"This... I do not know, Your Majesty." The Empress looked at Ye Xiao’s slightly angry expression, realizing how wise her actions had been that day, and felt a surge of relief.

His handsome face was filled with sorrow as he looked at her, his throat emitting a deeply suppressed whimper, like a wounded beast.

Li Zhishuo was a man of particular habits; he never buttoned the bottom button of his suit. Whenever he sat down, he would make sure to undo all of his buttons first. Sitting in the greasy, filthy noodle shop, the sophisticated Li Zhishuo looked remarkably out of place.

Zhao Hui and Li Zhenguo bought some breakfast to take back to the hotel. After eating, they gathered their luggage, checked out, and walked out of the hotel toward the tour bus.

The Prince of Chu was not wary of Chu Yan; on the contrary, he was delighted, saying there was nothing in this world that made a father happier than seeing his son succeed.

***

No! Something was definitely wrong! What exactly was it? I tossed and turned in agitation, finally sitting upright. I took a deep breath and looked at Qiqi beside me. Gradually, I gave up and let my eyelids droop... sitting there in silence.

Thinking this way, Leng Feixue stopped worrying and settled in peacefully. With Yu Wuhua outside, she felt safe. For some reason, even though Yu Wuhua clearly possessed no martial arts skills, Leng Feixue felt that as long as he was there, she would not be in danger.

Speaking of which, Mia had sent a text to Zhan Tianshuo, but why hadn't he received it? Could it be... it turned out that was exactly the case.

Our group traveled from Hsinchu back to Taipei, then from the Prince’s Dormitory to Li Zhishuo’s hotel. Between all the rushing about, lunch was eaten later than dinner. Because Ling Hui and I had suffered heavy losses, Li Zhishuo treated us to a lavish meal of meat and fish.

"..." After understanding the implication of his words, I instinctively crouched down, grabbed a handful of snow, and hurled it at Su Qingcheng’s back.

Ji Wange was certainly not foolish enough to let Xingyun see the map on her back. She had previously discussed the map with Peng Lifeng and knew the general location of the treasure.

To avoid exposing Song Longliang’s identity, Song Linyu deliberately strained his voice while singing the song.

Although they could not see the battle between the two inside, from the "clash" of the two different colored and shaped "domains," everyone could imagine how intense the fight must have been.

It was just that he still didn't quite grasp the concept of the inside-out throw; he would study it carefully once he returned to the dormitory.

Both men fell silent. Old Tang knew he had fallen into a trap, and Lu Mingfei had also guessed who was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

"Brother, when are we going home?" Ye Ziqing was impatient; going back early today meant dealing with the division of the family assets.

Although Al could not directly absorb that mental energy, he could craft it into a replica of his own mental energy and then reclaim it.

Pausing, Liu Hongchang continued, "How about this? I will offer Boss Lei two options."

He had not prepared any baijiu, as he felt that chilled beer paired much better with barbecue.

***

"Rebellion? A subject?" Lincoln smiled slightly. With a flick of his palm, before Hela could even react, she was standing inside the Golden Palace.

However, he had not spent much money acquiring the antiques; the funds spent on nearly a hundred items didn't even total a thousand dollars.

She knew she was doomed. The other party was holding a portrait; it must be Madam Sha using her connections to track her down.

He Hao estimated the time—about 45 minutes. By then, the other party wouldn't have reached 13th Entertainment Avenue, but they wouldn't be too far away either.

This building was originally meant for office use, giving off an impression of rigor and tidiness. Yet, on the second floor, a hole approximately ten meters in diameter was abruptly displayed before Yun Xin and the other three.

*Pfft!* The tea Xiao Xiao had just sipped sprayed out entirely. Jue Lin reacted with lightning speed, leaning slightly to the side to dodge, not a single drop landing on him.

Having just relaxed his muscles in the physical therapy room, Long Shute naturally received several printed pages.

The car gradually came to a stop, which the others only realized when a sudden light appeared outside the window.

"Hmph, you’re outsiders, aren't you? You must have something to do with the assassination of the Count. Now, come with me," the head guard said, devoid of emotion.

"What’s going on? Why strike at our own people first? Has this guy gone mad?" Wang Hua looked at Zhang You, completely baffled. Zhang Yunxiu couldn't make sense of it either; if not for his habit of trusting Zhang You, he would have questioned him on the spot.

Although the Bayern vice-captain Schweinsteiger had been sidelined by a severe injury in the latter half of the season, he displayed peak performance in the matches he did attend, becoming the only world-class defensive midfielder. The young Kroos followed closely behind, ranking first at the continental level with a bright future ahead.