Chapter 128: Does the World of the Rich Have Its Troubles?

Feifei’s words subtly insulted Qiao Lan, accusing her of poor taste and short-sightedness, pointing out that her family never had diamonds. Naturally, Qiao Lan caught the implication but couldn’t retort. After all, she truly hadn’t recognized the diamond back then. Now, looking back, if she had agreed, perhaps the media would be interviewing her instead! Maybe by now, she would have become wealthy—truly wealthy!

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In the years that followed, Dong Ping turned this into a skill. Before spinning any tale, he would always remind himself that the story had to at least convince himself first.

These Purple Cloud Beasts had consumed vast amounts of Purple Cloud Crystals, which made them different from ordinary cloud beasts.

Just as Dujuan was happily about to leave the Zhou Manor, eight grim-faced guards from the estate suddenly blocked her way.

She only needed to complete the task assigned by the head of the family; whether Pi Yanzheng lived or died was none of her concern.

Tang Su had been busy all morning and hadn’t attended the lunch banquet, only snacking on a few melon seeds. Now, feeling hungry after escorting Duan Shijie to Huazhi Alley, she thought about finding something to eat.

Of course, he could tell this clearly. From the moment Liu Ru first saw her own dog, Xiang Bai had already noticed—she hated dogs, and not just a little, but deeply despised them.

Dou Huaisheng shook his head. “If I hadn’t kowtowed, I would have left already.” Before his words had even ended, the Green-Faced Ghost saw three clusters of flames ignite in Dou Huaisheng’s left hand.

Therefore, she had no idea that any powerful figure was such a young and handsome man surnamed Jiang.

“Maybe.” Yan Zhi quietly sipped his tea, but before he could swallow, he caught Pei Sui’s complicated gaze fixed on him. In that instant, he felt his body stiffen under such strange scrutiny.

Watching the man drain his cup in the next moment, Tang Aiai was briefly stunned by the man’s earlier words, feeling her effort hadn’t been in vain.

Under the influence of the cultists’ word magic, the fire dragon suddenly lunged at Ailiya as if using its massive body to crush her and its blazing flames to reduce her flesh to ashes.

She had only casually uttered two sentences, yet Ye Ming reacted. Clearly, he was nervous and guilty.

With eyes as clear as a spring, she looked at the anxious Lan Caini, holding a needle in one hand and signaling the chief attendant to lie down with the other.

By this point, even if she didn’t speak, the man would find out eventually. Rather than leaving it to chance, she decided to tell him herself.

She was nothing more than a demon god with a human appearance—a demon god wielding the power to change everything at will.

In an instant, thunderous applause broke out. The teachers in the front row and the special judges all rose to their feet, the hall filled with cheers.

For some reason, I heard the door open. Normally, since Yi Dong wasn’t here, I was a light sleeper, but the sound roused me immediately. Seeing Yi Dong walk in, I breathed a sigh of relief. He wore a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, holding a jacket in his hand.

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At the same time, at the Yelloflag bar, I chatted casually with the bartender. The bar was spotless, with all corpses and debris cleaned away. The tables, chairs, doors, and windows were all replaced with new ones. Aside from bullet marks on the floor and walls, everything else looked normal.

Celine was more beautiful than Leon imagined, but reality was never so simple. Knights belonged to the noble class; whenever possible, fallen knights would have their comrades recover their bodies and return them to their families. Leon wanted to ask Celine where she had found so many unclaimed knight corpses.