Chapter 111: Zhou Wenxiu's Leftover Goods

After leaving Wang Yun’s shop, Jiang Butong first went to Zhou Wenxiu’s store.
Zhou Wenxiu asked the shop attendant to watch things over, then climbed into Jiang Butong’s van.
Guided by Zhou Wenxiu, Jiang Butong took winding turns for more than half an hour before stopping in an industrial district.
Jiang Butong glanced at the surrounding wasteland; they had already reached the outskirts, where most of the places fit for building were factories and the like.
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Before this, even the students did not know what all this was about, when it had begun, or what the future would become; at least now everyone understood.
The lounge was on the right side of the hall. It was not large, but it had already been freshly redecorated to suit Princess Angela’s tastes.
Yet there was a pointed meaning in what Jiang Shuyi said: those who had earned merit could enter; those without merit, pampered flowers in a greenhouse, were not?
Karl kept reading on, and found that the handwriting on the thin sheets seemed endless; when he finished one page, the next one appeared automatically.
Sang Qiao was not at all happy. She knew the Director had tacitly allowed her to continue investigating, but how far she could go would have to be seen step by step.
Nangong Yunyao’s guess was not without reason; whoever saw this pterosaur would think it had been bred from different kinds.
Such a scene must have seemed far too intimate to the two people opposite them, yet those two truly rejoiced for them and only smiled knowingly.
Half a month ago, Great Wei had formally gone to war against Great Liang, and to unsettle Liang’s army spirit, it spread across the land the news of Prince Ling’s assassination, a secret the King of Liang had desperately hidden.
“By the way,” Yunsong Yi said, drawing out a letter and handing it to Chu Si. “This letter is from the Abbot for you; and this as well—Grandfather asked me to give it to you.” She pulled a jade token from her sleeve.
Inside the foreign-style hall, overnight revelry raged on: banquet, music, dance, and drink, their scents drifting on the night wind far beyond.
“Villains, you hateful things, you’re all going to die!” It was Hu Ao, who arrived all of a sudden, seeing the gods besieging White Tiger and striking him so hard he was left battered, and he shouted in anger.
Liye silently moved aside without a sound; the white shadow immediately lunged into emptiness, slipping away and rolling darkly across the ground.
“All right. Let’s go. We haven’t eaten together in ages. Heh, tonight we won’t leave until we’re drunk,” Li Xin laughed at Brother Hong and the others.
“That place is clearly a ruin. What place is there to lock people up?” the loquacious fellow who had spoken earlier took the chance to start chattering again.
The key was exactly the key that opened the iron chain. Chains like the one bound around Yun Weiyang were all crafted with utmost care by the finest artificers, and the keys were likewise custom-made; there was only one of this kind in the whole world.
When I saw Tongtian tearing apart my platform, my cane tapped the ground lightly as I swept my eyes over him, my gaze brimming with murderous intent.
I knew that against a demi-god, with my strength as it is now, there was no real chance left; yet at that moment Hu Ao could only grit his teeth and hold on. If he could not defeat this demi-god either, then the Celestial Realm would be forced under the Demon Realm.
“Nothing. Just talking to myself.” Muli Xiao sat back on the bed. “By the way,” Huangfu Sheng raised his brow. He wore only a thin shirt; the water on him had not yet dried, and the fabric clung to him, outlining a very beautiful form. With that face, Muli Xiao found herself swallowing unconsciously.
I sat on the sofa, my thoughts in disarray, with a choking pressure in my chest that wouldn’t ease, as if I wanted to bite someone.
The monster roared violently, cast off Dist and the Warriors of Judgment, then turned toward the holy warriors, who had only just begun to breathe easier. It ignored Dist’s attacks from behind and, with a giant axe, cleaved down two low-ranking holy warriors who failed to dodge in time.