Volume 1, Chapter 41: I Never Agreed to a Divorce

Sang Haining had been busy with work all day.
Recently, she had been taking over company affairs and was unfamiliar with many of the operations, leaving her with no choice but to work overtime.
Consequently, it wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Sang Haining noticed the countless missed calls from Lin Hanchuan on her personal phone.

Jun Yi waved his hand. With a sunny smile, the young man kicked a man so hard that he fell to his knees, right facing Fang Yishen.

"I've heard a bit about it. I heard the situation at the time was indeed very grim. Who knows how Second Master Fang is doing now! And there were so many scientists too, curse this natural disaster. Sigh!" The old man nodded, the anger on his face turning into deep sorrow.

"My lord, as for how the person who fainted should be punished, why don't we wait until she regains consciousness before dealing with her?" Siling Che phrased it as a request, but his tone carried an irresistible authority.

The Fuxi border had already been raided by WIN several times, but each time it was exposed in advance by the White Fox, a matter that had greatly displeased WIN.

To make the simple task of farming so complicated—anything abnormal must be demonic, and it certainly couldn't be that simple. Thinking of this, Chu Wu put down the "deer" meat in his hand and walked over to the stone platform holding the seeds. However, among so many seeds, he didn't recognize a single one and had no idea which to plant.

If this condition were proposed in modern society, one hundred percent of people would ignore you. Even if you paid them, nobody would want to farm ten mu of fertile land; after all, they couldn't afford chemical fertilizers and pesticides, not to mention working themselves to death—it would be far better to just take up a regular job.

The High Priest's words carried a bizarre power, seemingly capable of making one's blood boil. As he spoke, it immediately caused those meditating to display expressions of excitement and fanaticism.

Just a quarter of an hour later, a plate of freshly prepared squirrel mandarin fish was brought up to the private room where Luo Dazhou was, from which Siling Che's gentle voice drifted out.

"Look at you being so polite—why bother with such courtesy? One last question: when those rats fled, why did they swarm around the withered well where you were? Could it be that you are also able to control rats?" In Chu Wu's narrowed eyes, a sharp glint flashed continuously.

However, when Feng Liuliu entered the formation array, he suddenly discovered that Annie and the others had not followed him inside.

On the soft couch, Qin Jiu crossed her arms and vigilantly glanced at the man half-lying in the inner section. The man's waterfall-like dark hair cascaded down his sides, and his cold, gloomy gaze was half-closed like the shifting moonlight.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaojie nodded and immediately ran toward the hotel. On the way there, Li Xiaojie racked his brain on how to crack this deadlock and find the murderer.

Liuli Island was located at the extreme northern tip of the Blue Scorching Star, where snow accumulated year-round and ice sheets covered the ground. Temperatures dropping to forty degrees below zero made the northernmost part of the entire Blue Scorching Star almost completely uninhabitable.

Growing careless, the envelope slipped from his hand. He stared blankly for a long, long time at the envelope that had fallen to the ground, until the piece of paper was picked up by a pair of slender, fair fingers and that frail figure entered his field of vision. Only then did he snap out of his trance.

Listening to this string of sarcastic remarks from Laden, not only was Old Man Leng stunned, but even the other disciples of the Artifact Forging Sect, including the owner of the Yunhe Restaurant, were dumbfounded. This guy sure had a way with words!

"Xiaotong?" Milhao was taken aback. "What's wrong with Xiaotong?" This was a name that hadn't been mentioned in years; why was it suddenly brought up today?

"It's not yet clear. It's simply affecting the operations of a few branch companies for now, and it shouldn't be backed by a major power. But people always harbor fear toward things they don't understand, and many companies have already started losing their footing," Rong Xiaoyu explained as he looked at Mi Bai beside him.

"Where is it hurt?!" Upon hearing Mi Bai say that her fingernail was broken, Rong Xiaoyu asked anxiously, his tone clearly betraying his heartache.

"Xuanyuan You, you bitch! Speak! Who on earth did you commit an act of unchastity with?!" Ming Potian demanded in an icy voice. Although no physical torture was applied, every bit of his gaze and every word of his tone felt like a salted, venom-soaked whip, lashing fiercely across her body and striking pain into her heart.