Chapter 72: A Bunch of Useless Fools

Jiang Yuan recognized the bald man; it was the same person who had commanded his men to attack him at the video hall just a few days ago.

Jiang Butong had also noticed the man and secretly cursed his luck: so much for being clever—he had outsmarted himself. If only he had chosen to go straight through the alley earlier, they would have already been in the car and gone by now.

Who could have expected that, after circling around, the bald man would appear at this very moment, standing more than thirty meters away from them.

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"Why did you suddenly choose to skip a grade?" Ni Yuyi certainly wasn’t narcissistic enough to think that Xu Han did it just to be in the same class as her, to become her classmate.

After all that commotion, Leng Yuehuang felt even more irritated. She returned to her room and forbade the servants from entering. She wanted some peace and quiet.

"What is it that you want?" Zong Keke still maintained her air of superiority; she knew that Qi Xuan came from an ordinary family, one even less privileged than Jian Ju’s.

Bob wanted to lift his head and ask what was going on, but he simply had no strength. He lay there limply, his waist aching terribly—he couldn’t tell if it was from being kicked or from the fall. A thought flashed through his mind: would he be beaten badly again today, needing days to recover?

Over a decade had passed, yet the fear still hadn’t faded. Everyone in Jinling remembered that incident. Yet some people, not knowing any better, insisted on causing trouble—such recklessness was truly courting death.

A cat eating cookies? That was unheard of. Not only did this cat eat them, it even knew to tear off the cookie’s wrapper before indulging.

His coordination with the pseudo-cactus had improved somewhat in earlier battles, but it still left much to be desired. After all, the pseudo-cactus merely copied another ability user’s powers. No matter how much Wei Chi Lin tried to utilize its strength, it would never match a true original ability user.

Leng Yuefeng was followed by Leng Junhao; neither of the siblings had expected that Leng Yuehuang had actually survived.

Since the past could not be abandoned, it was better to accept it with open arms—whether it was him or Master Yu Ming, the same applied.

Chen Feng was momentarily speechless; Xiao Hongjian had only given him a token amount of shares, even fewer than Cheng Yiyi’s.

But he couldn’t do it—he couldn’t bear to see her in pain, let alone dead. Even though she’d hidden the truth from him for so long, even though she was cold and indifferent, he simply couldn’t let go.

The Khitans were also a nomadic people; their scouting range was extensive. At least, they had found no other forces near the camp, and the dense forests to the east made riding difficult, so they hadn’t investigated much there.

When I woke, he was still sleeping—a rare sight. Bo Yin’s facial features were flawless and he was so close to me. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I restrained myself.

"Who dares cause trouble on my turf?" Wu Tu roared, his spiked club gleaming with bloodthirsty menace.

Such dominance was reminiscent of when Ming Yue treated Xiao Shiyu that way earlier, only now the roles were reversed.

Bo Yin would never tell me what happened, but I knew in my heart that danger was coming. I hurriedly took off my high heels and ran from between the front seats to the back of the car.

He already had Guo Zhitong, and she had Huo Junzhe; if they continued their contract, others would only be hurt.

"Want to keep me here? Wishful thinking. When I became famous, you were still a nobody," Jin Zhihuan sneered, turning to leave.

When she had memorized all her lines perfectly, Wei Junliu suddenly told her there was an extra scene to film at the hotel.

The two bodyguards were momentarily stunned, then quickly strode forward, seizing the still-dazed Ai Mu and pushing her before Huo Junzhe.

"Don’t worry, he won’t find her. Even if he does, she won’t be willing to go back with him," Luo Chenyang said calmly on the other end of the line.