Chapter 52 Finding the Tally

Fufeng Street
Having hurried over from the Censorate, Liu Xu did not find Zhaojiao. Instead, she only saw Duan Xuanzhen and Yinkou waiting not far from the imperial edict of the marquis's manor.
"Did the young miss go over alone?"
Liu Xu raised her gaze, her voice sounding somewhat strained.
Duan Xuanzhen nodded and turned away, barely daring to look in that direction. Two years had passed, yet she still could not face it with a calm heart.
"I'll go take a look."
"Go ahead." In truth, Duan Xuanzhen was also uneasy, but Zhaojiao had told him to stay here.

After school, following his agreement with Li Shihang, Zhou Ming walked straight towards the single teachers' dormitory building.
As Zhu Ba spoke, his bulky body soared like a giant bird, and shortly after, he brought back the Ice Dragon Sword.
"How—how could he? My score isn't any lower than his. Why shouldn't he attract the double-team and then pass the ball to me?" Howard said with a proud and defiant air.
Uncle Ling naturally wanted his own men to take control of the bulldozer, but unfortunately, this formidable weapon had been found by Wu Guozhen's subordinates, and he did not dare to risk a complete rift between the two sides by forcibly contesting it.

Just at that moment, two large pleasure boats came sailing from upstream. Looking closely, Ye Ming recognized them as the two gambling ships the waiter had pointed out to him earlier in the day.
Although Xin'er eventually left, now that he had news of her, he would sooner or later find her and bring her back to his side.
At that moment, in a corner of the junior high school stairwell, a male student in school uniform blocked Zheng Soo-jung's path as she headed downstairs.
As for those personal guards, every time right in front of Bo Zhou, they would take out their reserved food and eat it with great relish, washed down with wine, seemingly intent on breaking Bo Zhou's spirit.
Ye Ming only felt a sharp pain in his left ear, unable to help himself as he was led away from the dining table. Bowing, tilting his head, and with his lips twisted, he was pulled by the ear like a puppet, stumbling out of the private dining room.
"No one is keeping you here, Ace, hurry up and send him away, we're going out to eat," the grandfather's voice shouted from afar.
The next morning, Yue Qingqian's condition had improved slightly, though her head still felt somewhat heavy and dizzy.
The Sun and Moon Patriarch repeatedly struck out with both palms, and instantly, a dark storm once again swept down with the crushing force of Mount Tai. Within the storm, faint sounds of weeping, wailing, calling, and whispering could be heard... all the hustle and bustle of the mortal world and the voices of the mundane realm were contained within it.
Later on, Bai Dede even complained about this to Nan Cao, because she discovered that she seemed to like Rong She no matter what guise he wore.
The pomade-coiffed young master, who had been overly excited and cocky over the pathetic downfall of the Heavenly Prison, finally remembered where he was.
"You don't need to worry too much. A being of that caliber wouldn't deign to act against you personally. However, they must have already made preparations. Your current cultivation is likely still somewhat lacking," the Immortal of Autumn Water sighed softly.

He never expected that right before his eyes, Lin Sanjue, the most crucial figure in the Saint King Residence of Fire Extinction, would be killed on the spot.
And Bai Dede, unable to overpower the forces that be—neither able to win in a fight nor able to escape—was forced to endure thirty solid whip lashes.
"I will think about it, but don't hold out too much hope," Yue Liangti said somewhat helplessly.
"What did you say?" Even though the old master had guessed there was something amiss, he truly never expected it to be such an explosive secret.
Originally, there had been a white stone left there from an earlier contention for the corner. In the subsequent struggles, this white stone had become an idle piece, but now, Jin Shi was using it to launch a new attack.
In the Battle of Jialing Pass, the two gods of the Spirit Hall fell, Bibi Dong died, and Qian Renxue tumbled from her divine position, her cultivation permanently halted at level eighty-nine.
Zhang Zhen frowned, looking at Lü Tianming and Shi Huang in the arena, as if harboring some heavy worries.
Such things would inevitably happen again in the imperial examinations; only by working harder and studying with greater diligence could one narrow these gaps.
"You have no qualification to negotiate terms with me. Your students either kneel or die!" Chen Lan declared, stamping her foot as a ring of fire spread out, encompassing all seven Shrek monsters.