Chapter 71 The Chairman of the Magic City Branch

"What are you doing?" Qin Yu asked with a smile as he watched Luo Ling searching for something on the floor.

Startled by Qin Yu's words, Luo Ling jumped up reflexively, hitting her head directly on the TV cabinet in the room.

"Ouch." Luo Ling rubbed her head as she looked over...

"...In that case, it depends on whether Zhang Xian-yong's actions are reasonable. If they are, I have no reason not to support him, nor would I ever forbid it. Of course, if someone else presents a convincing argument, I will support them as well. I will not favor one over the other..." Yang Reform declared.

"Your Majesty is truly wise," Zhang Fan could only agree, for at this point, it was the best solution available and he had no grounds to refute it further.

Naturally, Lin Quan could not possibly use all his money for business; at most, about half would be sufficient.

"Xian Gangbi and Wei Zuo are far too self-assured. The king of this nation will never agree to this," Peacock remarked.

"My foolish brother asked me to give this to you." The toad-like creature spat out several pieces of scales as it spoke. These scales were left behind by Firewing outside the gateway to this space when Firewing entered.

Amidst the applause of the distinguished guests, Li An, though somewhat nervous, greeted the camera with a broad smile.

Fortunately, what Dazhu had caused was not a major issue. The guiding soul lantern, used to light the way, was not considered particularly precious in a place like this, so the things guarding it would not be too formidable. If, however, it had been a soul-searching lantern or a sky-exploring lamp, we would have been in real trouble today.

"What a fine poem! A wonderful poem!" I applauded enthusiastically, and a look of pride appeared on Taibai's face. After all, it was delightful to have one's poetry praised.

As the hourglass swirled in the wine glass placed there by the fat man, scene after scene began to materialize.

"Hehehe, so after all that, you mean to say I still haven't made enough blockbuster films!" Sid laughed helplessly.

Huo Yiduo pulled on his pants, tucked his shirt haphazardly into his waistband, and yanked open the pink curtains. Sunlight burst in, so dazzling that he could barely keep his eyes open.

The young master truly is a rare and wonderful man. Even after a short business trip, he refuses to let his wife walk on her own and insists on carrying her like a princess.

Although it was still early, there were already several tables of guests in the main hall. Mo Fei, having changed clothes, went to serve the dishes. The aroma of Peking duck made her stomach growl.

Chen Fei was at first the one most unwilling to submit to Ye Dong, but after witnessing Ye Dong's strength, he was also the first to bow his head in acknowledgement.

Before realizing that 'h' was actually him, Mo Fei had discussed many creative ideas with him. Tang Mingxuan didn't understand design, but he had his own insights. He believed that Chinese-style fashion design was all about spirit, not form—without a powerful spiritual core, the work would lack a soul.

"I'm at risk in every subject. If all my courses light up red, I might not even pass the make-up exams, and next semester I could be facing a retake," Lei Ming worried.

A tremendous force surged into Xiao Yong, instantly shattering his defense and sending him stumbling back several meters before he could just barely steady himself.

With a furious roar, Su Yin unleashed a torrent of spiritual power that swept outward, shattering the surrounding reeds and sending countless fragments flying in all directions.

At the barbecue stall by the entrance, Boss Su was all smiles, watching the steady stream of customers crowding before his stand.

His attribute points were a bit extreme—his attack and sustained combat abilities were unmatched in the Yellow Realm, and even in the Profound Realm, few could rival him. However, his defense and speed were rather ordinary.

Hua Fenglan thought of herself and Qin Yundi. For some reason, she found Yu Zhaoyi not quite as detestable as before. "What about His Majesty? Does he intend to release her from the palace or sentence her to death? After all, she has betrayed His Majesty."