107 The Immortal’s Gentle Touch, Part 5

“Those who know what’s good for them should leave immediately! This Ice Hairpin is not something you can control!” the four-clawed Ice Dragon snarled.

Yet, Long Chuxue only smiled more brightly, casually resting her legs on Wang Bing’s lap, clearly not intending to let him get up.

In the distance, the man’s expression changed drastically. Suddenly, the space before him collapsed, and the entire world seemed to begin twisting and warping.

Though it was called the Sect’s Friendly Exchange Reception Office, judging by the layout inside, it looked more like the headquarters of a shell company. As for any etiquette, diplomacy, or negotiations with the sect, none of that was present at all.

Ximen knew that Jin Qian was a triple-threat star in film, television, and music. Surely, the Jin Qian on screen must possess extraordinary charm. Ximen made up his mind that tonight after work, he would watch the screen version of Jin Qian and see what surprises she might bring.

“You’re back! Huh? Why has your aura changed?” Phoenix exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Li Tian suddenly appear before her. She hadn’t sensed any true energy fluctuations—Li Tian had just mysteriously materialized in front of her. If he were an enemy, wouldn’t that be extremely dangerous? Phoenix thought anxiously.

Yuan Wushuang hesitated. This villa seemed strange—how was she going to get inside and kill Ye Qiuxiang?

The more Lu Fei fought, the more shocked he became. This seemingly unremarkable man kept him under constant restraint. At this rate, defeat was inevitable.

“Haven’t you heard?” Ximen asked instinctively. By now, Ximen’s heart was racing with excitement. He vaguely felt that the call just now was from the Bifang he had been searching for. Yet, without seeing it for himself, he dared not be certain—hence the question.

Rustling whispers and mischievous laughter filled the air densely, echoing ceaselessly. In the darkness, those people curved their brows and smiled as they looked over. Countless malicious gazes fixed upon him, blood-red tears beginning to fall from his eyes.

Ren Zhengfei spoke with deep meaning. Hearing his words, President Liu’s heart trembled. If Ren Zhengfei spoke so highly, how powerful must Luo Hao’s identity be?

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“Regarding your request, I can apologize, but I will not dismiss a department head—I neither will nor have the authority to do so,” Wei Banxia said softly after a long silence.

“They are liars, they are murderers, I want revenge...” Niu Er kept repeating this in his mind.

The Huawei Group was the cash cow of the Liu family. Now, with Huawei suddenly launching an attack, it was an utterly devastating blow to the Liu family.

“Captain, are you saying that no matter what, we must never let our emotions control us?” Li Ershun asked Zhao Shiying.

Just then, thunder roared violently amid sobbing trembles. Under some force’s influence, a great volume of lightning strikes seemed forcibly drawn out, weakening their power once again.

Some terrified traitorous human soldiers made the chaotic demon legion feel extreme shame. In their fury, they hacked down several soldiers attempting to flee.

Although the meeting with Wang Jianzhen was scheduled after school, just after five o’clock, Chen Ying dragged Fan Bo to the restaurant.

“Prince Xian leads troops with skill, General Zhen guards the nation with precision—these two are true confidants!” Qin Huai spoke openly and frankly.

Daoist Liaochen nodded with satisfaction. Among these disciples, only Tian Yao’s work was trustworthy. That was why he had originally sent him to invite Ye Shuo to participate in the arena.

What congratulations? It was clearly stirring up trouble. Now that Su Jinling belonged to the prince, he still kept a tight hold on her.

“I am not slandering. Elder Tang truly did not take the love-inducing potion; it was his own lust and broken vows!” the One-Horned Ghost King argued.

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At the end of the gathering, most disciples of the Burning Heaven Sect appeared somewhat downcast. Understandably so—they had not only lost miserably in the wager over spirit stones but had also sullied the sect’s reputation. Yet they felt no urge to mock Xing Shumin, who simply feigned death and remained silent; scolding him was pointless.

The next morning, the weather was fairly clear. Fang Jie, as usual, took a horse-drawn carriage and leisurely headed toward Willow Alley in West City.

Previously, Zhou Bo’s heart ached after hearing her interrogation. Now, her voice was soft but carried the chill of the snowy mountains. Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Bo stepped forward and embraced Xue Jian. Xue Jian did not struggle, allowing the tears to stream down her face.

Xiping laughed and teased Zhang Dashan: “Tell Uncle Zhang to go home and tell my parents that Lizi and I are living comfortably. Without Mom nagging, it’s wonderful. Don’t worry about us!” Children this age simply cannot understand their parents' concern.

“Get up!” Tang Seng said. Thinking it over, it made sense. Wujing had just entered Buddhism; previously, he was a great general before the Jade Emperor in Heaven. Influenced deeply by Buddhism, this was understandable.

Xue Jian bowed her head in Zhou Bo’s arms, thinking of his words: “I only treat you well.” This embrace could shelter her from wind and rain, signifying a lifelong, wholehearted commitment. Xue Jian was filled with joy.

Ye Huan showed no warmth—only pouring out all his resentment from this body.

To reach Laude Factory, Su Ye did not use the Luoyun City public transport portal but instead transported the dwarves directly inside the Universal Factory through an interdimensional portal.

Now the matter had become interesting. The police originally came to stop the Yamaguchi-gumi but ended up investigating an incident involving Chinese tourists injuring people.