bookpower Chapter 49
Chapter 49
This principle isn't only applicable in the civilian realm; it's even more emphasized in official circles. This is why the Organization Department, when selecting officials, not only evaluates talent but also assesses connections.
“You...” Although she didn’t have anything going on with Nan Ruochen, if the Emperor found out, it would undoubtedly cause suspicion.
Fortunately, in most cases, the strong of both nations would still seek their opinion, so they weren’t entirely ignored. This made them feel slightly better.
The terrifying aspect of the corpse spirit wasn’t only its martial prowess but also the corpse poison that struck fear into others. Even a martial artist of the same level wouldn’t dare provoke it without corpse-dispelling herbs.
After the video ended, the screen turned to static, then to blue—a result of a poorly edited transition. The blue screen lasted for about one or two minutes before the video resumed.
Liu Chen turned her face away awkwardly. She smiled but said nothing more. Remembering the situation at Qingchan Temple, she tightened her grip on the reins and struck the horse harder.
For a bidding conference like this, it would usually be the client department’s job. But due to the special nature of the project and the client department’s recent workload, the company decided to bypass them and have the creative department take charge directly.
These five assassins were clearly experts in the art of assassination. Three sword emperors, suspended mid-air with no leverage, screamed as soon as the assassins closed in on them, the agony in their cries making it clear just how severe their injuries were.
The Tongtian Demon Realm spanned a vast territory, five times the size of the Human Realm. Beyond it to the west lay the distant realm of the Celestial Demons.
She shot a cold glance at the burly man, saying nothing more, her gaze filled with contempt and disdain.
Clearly, Zofia had already developed a preliminary trust in Tanya, subconsciously forming a defensive alliance with her against Li Puyu’s advances.
Although the old Taoist’s strength was unfathomable, he couldn’t fathom how someone could possess such immense power. People like this were rare, like a needle in a haystack.
Cao Lianghui opened his eyes, surprised to see the man in black beneath him. He hadn’t expected to come out unscathed. By the light of the moon, he saw a dagger, glinting with a cold shine, embedded in a nearby tree.
While instant noodles might not be valuable, they held significant meaning. This was the kind of casual meal one could find only in rural areas in the past.
Richard curled his lips into a disdainful smirk, then pulled out his phone and dialed Killer Jimmy.
In his past life, Ling Feng had three sons and five daughters, all of whom eventually settled down. By the time Ling Feng “passed away peacefully,” he even had great-grandchildren, leaving him with no regrets as he was laid to rest with a fulfilled legacy of four generations.
Sure enough, he found an assistant’s office at the end of the hallway. Without knocking, he walked right in.
“Depends on the situation. If they suit my taste, I’m open-minded. So what if it’s an older-younger match?” Lin Qian shrugged, unfazed.
“Ahem, um, little sister, maybe we should focus on business first! You know I’m not only handsome but also very helpful,” Yang Fan said, slowly wrapping his arm around Huo Jiajia’s slender waist.
Li Tianliang trusted Tony’s judgment, so he turned and led Tony to Stephen’s room.
“Damn it, I’ve been tricked.” Only now did Gao Wei realize he had fallen for the trap. The Tang fleet wasn’t trying to escape; they had led him straight into an ambush.
Seeing Kamo Lichuan appear, all those who followed him—the Yin-Yang Sect elites, the demons who’d aligned themselves with Kamo’s group and the Eight-Headed Serpent, now the Nine-Headed Bird, as well as the strange beings—all lowered their heads, chanting in unison.