Chapter Sixty-Four: The Plum Blossom Divination System
I hurriedly picked up my phone and called Lefty.
As soon as the call connected, Lefty asked what was up.
I demanded to know where he had been last night and what he was doing now.
Lefty replied that he had slept soundly last night, went to the bank first thing this morning to withdraw money, had just donated one and a half million, and now felt his heart thumping irregularly, so he was planning to get a heart bypass surgery. He told me not to bring up the money again, or else he’d drop dead on the spot if we kept talking about it.
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Back then, when the Qing army entered the pass, they killed so many Han people just to make them shave their heads. Yet after establishing their rule, their emperor imposed a double standard, allowing officials to do as they pleased while forbidding commoners, and eventually grew his hair out again. The thought of this filled Wanru with endless sighs.
Yin’s suggestion was met with enthusiastic support from Honghui, who nodded eagerly and shouted, “Yes, yes, yes!” At the same time, he flattered Yin, calling him the best father, the one he admired and loved most.
This was a terrifying figure, the heir of the Fire God Sect of the Fire Realm. With a sudden flick of his sleeve, divine flames surged to the heavens, engulfing the sky and crashing downward.
Since the vetted spectators had nothing much to do, many of them followed the jury from one academy to another, observing their evaluations.
Over the past month, Zhao Hao had changed his approach and accepted interviews from several well-known variety shows.
Wanru, hearing Yin Zhen’s seemingly hysterical words, finally opened her eyes. “Yin Zhen, do you think anyone can just have twins if they want to?” At this moment, Wanru was truly doubting Yin Zhen’s intelligence.
No matter who led the Northern Capital Survivor Base, no matter who held the highest position in Huaxia, and no matter how the major bases evolved, loyalty to Huaxia was the guiding principle that pointed the way forward.
A few days later, half a month after Wanru gave birth, Kangxi finally arrived in the capital. Upon receiving the crown prince’s letter, Kangxi had started making arrangements to return, and factoring in travel time, by the time he reached the capital it was already mid-April, the season of blossoming flowers and warming spring.
The reason was simple—at some point, Zhao Hao had started treating life as a game, especially after realizing he might have a very long lifespan, even though he would not be truly immortal like a deity.
Well-trained soldiers emerged from behind the trees, weapons in hand, and lined up in front of Panda. This was clearly the prelude to negotiations with the mercenary group before them.
“Heh… So, Manager, was it? It seems we still can’t buy this car, can we?” Yang Tao smiled again, the murderous air about him vanishing instantly.
She first went into the inner office lounge, tidied herself up in the mirror, and carefully touched up her light makeup.
“Since you’ve invited us so sincerely, we’ll agree to go with you. However, we must decide where we’re going,” Murong Yanran said with a cheerful smile.
After gradually adjusting to the pressure of the nine hundred and fiftieth level, Lu Yuan took another step forward.
Lu Yao put down her sunglasses, wrapped her jade-white arms around his neck, and gazed at him seductively. “President Meng sent me over to apologize to you. He said from now on, I belong to you.” With that, she threw him a flirtatious wink.
At this stage in the match, everyone believed that once EDGm defeated Blue Moon Team, their advancement to the finals as first place was a foregone conclusion.
Although this was an act of resignation, Sean could not see it that way himself, for he understood that even if he wanted to, it was nothing more than self-consolation.
It was his next words that finally put the group of youths at ease. A sixteen- or seventeen-year-old sage was simply too much for them to bear; after all, some people might not reach the Sage Realm even after cultivating for thousands of years.