Chapter 130: I Haven't Given My Rating Yet!

Jiuzhou Fantasy Publishing House.

Li Ming was hurrying toward the conference room, clutching a stack of manuscripts. As he rounded a corner, "Oof!" he collided with a young woman, and his papers scattered everywhere in a flurry.

"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" Li Ming apologized profusely, having been in such a rush that he hadn't noticed her appearing suddenly before him.

"You are too..." Yue Yi replied with a light chuckle, though her mind was already calculating how to end the battle. Both of them had exhausted a significant amount of their Primal Energy throughout the match; victory would now depend on who possessed greater patience and dueling experience. She did not want to drag this out any longer.

...had vanished without a trace; perhaps the insignias on the black-clad men’s uniforms represented a certain aura.

"That makes perfect sense, Captain Lu. Your planning is truly thorough and far-sighted." Huang Kaiyi was delighted and immediately toasted Lu Shiqi. For the first time, Huang genuinely admired Lu. The move had seemed foolish at first, but its effectiveness was undeniable.

PS: This is the first update. Now that the trouble has passed, I have resumed writing. I had my reasons for breaking my promises before, so I hope that, since I am back to updating, you won't nitpick at every little thing.

"You really must discipline Cai'er more. With a personality like hers, I don't know what kind of family would ever take a liking to her. Besides, it would be terrible if she caused some major disaster later on," Ziyun muttered.

As Qiao Dewei read this, the other members of the Township Party Committee looked at Luo Guan. Everyone knew clearly that Qiao Dewei was about to flex his authority today.

"Xianying, I will make you a new body. I will make you a new body." Jiang Sijia began piling up snowman after snowman, yet none were as perfect as the first, and none could allow him to pour out his heart like the first one had.

He shook Zhao Yuying’s body again. This time, she opened her eyes, though they were bloodshot—a clear sign of sleep deprivation.

She lifted her eyelids and cast a cold glance at the Dou woman: "Even if it is something from the lowest classes, as long as it is presented with some novelty, it is more than enough—far better than the vulgar trash on the stage." The Dou woman seethed with secret resentment.

Zhang Yuhui had not been gone long before another old acquaintance arrived in Jinshui District, his purpose the same as Zhang's: to provoke Luo Guan.

The Ghost Lord and the Human City Lord were both filled with horror. They did not know what this power was, but they knew that each of these forces was far more formidable than the mountain-like beast; they were simply beyond comparison.

Noble Consort Xie had climbed to her high position not only by trampling over the life of the late Empress but also by harming his legitimate son. It was hateful that this venomous beauty, whose hands were stained with blood, had been crowned and pampered by him in the imperial harem.

Hearing this, the light in Bellus’s eyes dimmed, but before Dongfang Xiao could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp glint flickered in Bellus's eyes once more.

After everything they had been through, He Chuan and Zhou Xiaoling began to feel that houses and the like were not truly important. As long as the two of them were together, that was a warm and happy home.

The benefits of continuing to rely on the Pan-American Alliance went without saying, as the six families of the Guardian God had always done. However, defecting to the lineage of the God Lord now presented an excellent opportunity for all the families, except for the Wind God family, to overtake the others in the race.

I really had no choice but to ignore the person and the dog behind me, urging me on like "reapers of death."

Upon hearing the shout from Elder Xiaoyao, Wei Sheng’s brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with disgust. He had expected this Elder Xiaoyao to beg for mercy spinelessly, just like the Fifth Elder.

The three drifted further away, unaware of a displeased gaze fixed upon them from not far off. It belonged to a sturdy, robust man clad in magical gear, to whom many bowed respectfully and cleared the path as he passed.