Chapter Seventy-Eight: Watching Impassively

Climbing the Social Ladder Salina 1371 words 2026-04-13 15:45:19

Wang Lin hesitated inwardly, his face clouded and inscrutable.
He knew well that changing course now would not be easy.
Yet, as it concerned his career and the rise and fall of his family, he could not help but waver.
Just then, a servant’s voice sounded outside the door: "Master! I have something to report."
Wang Lin recognized the voice instantly—it belonged to one of his most trusted aides.
He placed the letter on the writing desk and said coldly, "Come in."
The servant answered and pushed the door open.
All the ministers in the court cast suspicious glances, shifting their gaze from Ying Cheng to Fusu.
Of course, slaves and barbarians—these were obstacles any expansionist dynasty must face.
Their family could easily settle at this gas station, perhaps even profit from the gasoline here.
Suddenly, a clear, resonant voice rang out from beyond the Yun King’s mansion, echoing through the entire city of Yun Shuang.

Zhu Yuan had recently considered adding shark fin, which was becoming a delicacy, to the list of special products at the Marine Affairs Bureau—another potential source of revenue.
Li Xian interrupted Ying Cheng’s words angrily, clearly anxious that Ying Cheng might say something inappropriate.
The paths of battle-type ninjas and medical ninjas had always diverged, and from the gap seen in this encounter with Roy, Shisui had finally realized what direction his future should take.
After only a few steps, I stumbled over a stone, took a tumble, rolled on the ground, and hit my head hard against the wall, the pain making me grimace.
Entering the Marine Affairs mansion, Cai Sang encountered many things she had never dared to imagine before. Other than having to mind her behavior, she did not feel wronged, though she could no longer experience the feeling of home.
Because she was strong, she didn’t need boys’ slingshots; tossing stones sufficed, then she'd find a spot and secretly roast them to eat.
She knew, in fact, that this day was inevitable, and she would never love anyone else in her life.
Lin Ruoxue naturally thought Su Chen was comforting her. After all, the five great families were not so frightening—what, then, was?
Qi Yunyi looked at his wife’s smiling face, feeling his heart softening. He tightened his embrace around Ruyi and pressed a kiss to her temple.
At once, everyone at the banquet felt uneasy, inwardly condemning Nangong Chenyu, each burying their head lower and lower.
"He just left not long ago—why would he suddenly return?" Qi Yunzhu said, utterly incredulous.

The Madman Bai Ruo, the Scholar Commander Huangfu Zongheng, and Sophie from Lingyue Group—many people included the so-called security guard out of mockery.
Huangfu Lianzhong was in a daze, but barely a second later, his legs gave way, leaving him no time to react, and he collapsed limply to the floor.
He staggered back five or six meters before regaining his balance, his right fist, which had struck Qin Lang, trembling violently, wracked with excruciating pain.
Since Qin Lang wanted to infiltrate the demon clan, he would lend Qin Lang a helping hand, severing his ties with the divine realm from an official standpoint, so the demon clan would trust him more. As for Qin Lang’s identity in the divine realm, once they achieved victory, restoring it would be no trouble.
Even now, perhaps because her mood had improved, her fair skin appeared even more delicate, and her dark eyes were clear as glass.
"I’m off to slay the enemy!" Marseille, concealing his intentions, soared toward the beast army. Given his strength, he had no need to worry about danger.
Mo Yu nodded, temporarily abandoning the idea of telling Yan Yize that she was Qin Yi; she felt that this was not the time for distractions.
Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved silently, his fingers pale at the knuckles, his lips sharp as blades. He instinctively glanced toward the stairway, his heart aching.
Speaking of mind-control drugs, one must trace back to last century, when Germany tried to use chemicals and radio waves to create soldiers unafraid of death.