Chapter 140: Drink Yourselves to Death (Xly Guest Character Appears)

Brother Hu gritted his teeth and shouted at the boss, "Two more crates!" "Brother Hu, that’s enough! Look at Brother Feng, how much he’s already had!" Xu Xiao said, looking anxious. It was obvious that he was just trying to force Ye Feng to drink, but as with many women trying to mediate, the more she tried to persuade him, the more counterproductive it became. Every time Brother Hu heard Xu Xiao speak up for Ye Feng, his hatred for him grew, and the fury in his heart climbed to a new level.

"Brother Liang, you really should take my words seriously; it’s always the best swimmers who drown in the river!" Seeing how solemn Huang Fei'er looked, and recalling her unique and seasoned social skills back in the capital, Zhang Jialiang began to take her warnings to heart.

"Elder Di, Teacher Ge’s words and actions were indeed inappropriate, but—" Teacher Zhu’s voice had only just begun when Elder Di interrupted him.

In contrast, Ye Zhenhua was climbing the career ladder step by step and had now reached the position of president. They were both his sons; how could the old man be so biased?

Ideally, the workers should have been provided with goggles, but safety glasses were too expensive on the market, and the high-temperature glass kiln in the park had not yet finished its refractory brick lining, making it unusable for the time being. Everyone had to make do with scarves for now.

However, since he possessed a system, he naturally abandoned such defeatist thoughts. He had long since decided that even if he had to crawl, he would carve out a path to greatness.

She didn't actually understand what she was so nervous about. Ye Jingheng had already told her that nothing in their home had changed, and the cloning issue had been resolved. Yet, she felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety.

Trapped in this underground kingdom where he reigned supreme, they were forced to act against their consciences to serve him. They feared that one day, if discovered, they would be dragged down to prison along with him.

The bright moonlight fell from the sky, clearly illuminating one face after another, each frozen in silent shock.

The piercing ring of a cell phone would always sound abruptly at inconvenient times. Zhang Jialiang saw it was a call from his own office at the Beijiang Provincial Committee. Worried that Ouyang Lanlan might have something urgent to report, he answered the call while walking toward the balcony.

Felicia didn't move, but a faint, excited flush crossed her pretty face; she was clearly intoxicated by Wu Yue’s "toxic chicken soup."

Meng Yao asked while eating, a piece of beef stuffed in her mouth, making her right cheek look inexplicably cute.

"I just got back from Kyoto today. I went home, took a shower, and then saw your message," I explained.

Those few people who had been whispering about Song Jianyi didn't expect the subject of their gossip to be right behind them, so they awkwardly rubbed their noses and slipped away.

"I’m sorry, children." Jin Chenghu’s eyes dimmed. After hearing those words from the Evil Dragon, Jin Chenghu knew that there would be no happy ending for today’s events.

Chen Chao patted him on the shoulder and put away the Yama Coffin; the imposing aura surrounding Yan Shimao dissipated along with it.

"Alright, once you enter the academy, everything depends on yourself. I’ve said all that needs to be said, let’s go." Wu Wenyun said calmly, then turned and walked away in one direction without looking back.

Miyue’s mouth twitched after being rebuffed by Chu Fei, and her expression turned quite strange.

Meng Yao gripped Ye Zirong’s arm tightly. She wasn't sweating, but she felt the same weakness one experiences in a dream of deep water.

"That means we still can't distinguish between the two of them. If it weren't for Shan'er's parents..." Shang Yu muttered to himself.

Shen Huihui didn't notice any of that; she only felt that Meng Yao looked as if she wanted to skin Ye Zirong alive. What on earth had happened?

"The Reaper?!" Zhao Qiankun raised an eyebrow upon hearing the name. He had been out for a long time, and he had certainly heard of this person’s reputation.

It was rare for Iliad to be so lenient, pardoning her for using the bone zither to disrupt the human realm and even inciting protests within the Sabbat, as well as forgiving her for spending six months in the human realm chasing the sacred artifact with nothing to show for it. She even felt as if she were dreaming.