Volume 1, Chapter 27: I Will Treat You Well for a Lifetime

After listening, Song Qiuran stared straight at Shen Lingshuang for quite a while.

Shen Lingshuang finished her meal in a few quick bites, wiped her mouth clean, and sincerely apologized to Song Qiuran.

Many people dropped their work and rushed over, thinking that Bai Dashou was causing trouble again. They glared indignantly at the innocent Bai Dashou, scaring him so much that he didn't even dare to lift his head, and he tucked his tail and ran away.

There were not many items in the storage room. After moving things around, the two of them cleared enough space to lay down a floor mat, deciding to leave Li Xiangfeng's belongings untouched.

The company had meticulously integrated all the urban legends born at Congyun Hotel in recent years. The more Duan Mingyuan read, the more he felt these legends were so detailed that they could practically serve as a comprehensive lore book for the Congyun Hotel.

He had impulsively bid 50 million just a moment ago, intending it to be his final offer, hoping to use this last bid to make the person in Private Room No. 8 suffer a massive financial loss.

Whether by visiting in person or sending researchers from the institute, he had managed to wring a significant amount of advanced technology out of Jiang Nan.

Zhou Xun's business had become quite busy during this period. He had been rushing around throughout September, but finally managed to carve out a few days before National Day to spend some quality time with Jiang Nan.

Now that things had returned to normal, the massive GSL army swarmed in. The popularity of the livestream room surged from 50,000 to 500,000 in less than a minute and continued to rise. The comments were so dense, like a swarm of locusts, that they made one's scalp tingle.

Only by defeating him and making him truly feel the gap between them—dashing his arrogance—could he perhaps be motivated to keep moving forward.

The space around the two crumbled inch by inch, but it was not an entrance to the Highest Heaven; inside these shattered spaces lay only void-like turbulent currents.

Perhaps, as the Pope said, he did not intend to execute them, the people of Blue Star, in secret—provided they were willing to become mouthpieces for the Church of Embers.

However, the Boundless Sect was, after all, a super-power on the Lingxiao Continent. Even if a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Martial Ancestor realm were to force his way in, and even if his strength were heaven-defying among his peers, he would still have no way out once a half-step Martial Saint appeared.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked up and laughed aloud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"They say that supreme powerhouses have all endured inhuman hardships. So, the Demon Lord is the same; no wonder you are now as firm as iron and immune to all poisons—it turns out you have long since severed all ties to love and passion," a city lord said, his voice filled with both admiration and lament.

That was her father, the father she had missed for over a decade, yet he felt more like a stranger than the peddler selling bean curd who walked past her grandmother's door.

Watching Lan Xianshu walk toward that man, Ye Zhichen felt as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling over his heart, making him wish he could rush over and kick the man a hundred thousand miles away.

It was not until Qin Tian saw the heart-shaped charm at the bottom of the necklace that he realized it was a gift for a lover. No wonder Zhou Yunduo didn't want it.

She pursed her lips, hesitating, her gaze drifting from time to time toward the constantly changing numbers, as if they were a countdown to an opportunity.

Ghost Butterfly swept her slender fingers, and the black bead shattered instantly. Furthermore, the black patterns on her body reappeared, becoming even deeper than before.

His words immediately drew a chorus of derision, as Zhang Tianlin's actions were clearly unreasonable and aimed at taking advantage of Wang Ying. However, everyone knew Zhang Tianlin’s strong-willed personality and dared not say much, though they all felt somewhat uncomfortable.