Chapter 135: Two days? That’s too long—let’s do it right here and now!

"Agreed."
Xu Ze nodded and reached into his bag to retrieve the USB drive containing the backing track.
Sun Na immediately stepped forward, took the drive from his hand, and plugged it into the playback equipment for him.
Zhang Yingjing raised an eyebrow at this sight; Sun Na was acting just like Xu Ze's assistant, her helpful movements far too natural.
Once the equipment was set up, Xu Ze and Wang Bingbing walked into the small glass recording booth nearby, put on their headphones, and prepared to record.
Chen Yu had originally been very resistant to unfamiliar environments, but this time, he nodded without hesitation.
The voice of Black Nether rang in Black Flame's ears, causing his rage to gradually subside. He simply closed his eyes, following Mo Fan's earlier example of "out of sight, out of mind."
It was only one hundred thousand; she used to spend far more than that on a single handbag. Now that she had managed to scrape by for three days, shouldn't she be praised instead?
He remembered clearly that when Jiang Nianwei first married into the family, the dowry was filled with gold and jewelry.
A disheveled old man lay slumped on the ground, groaning in pain; it was clear he had been beaten quite severely.
He used every ounce of his strength to flee, his obese frame moving with surprising speed, his rolls of fat jiggling with every step.
However, I have no personal ties to them, and the Baoda event was nothing more than a low-class roadshow.
Moreover, he could sense that the profound energy within Ma Fei's body was extremely solid. It must have been gained through experience accumulated in battle, unlike those whose strength was piled up by rare treasures; this kind of strength was often the most dangerous.
Once he took over everything belonging to the Liu family, he could openly be with Shilan.
Bai Shuang was very clever, but her intelligence had no room to shine in a competition that relied purely on strength; still, she was the last of the three demons to be eliminated.
Of course, with Zhang Cha executed and Pang Bao and Liu Cheng dying under torture, the truth behind the incident remained unknown, but this clearly showed how low the status of the Eastern Palace had fallen.
Perhaps the Imperial Academy wouldn't dare to kill Xue Lian through exile or decapitation, but giving him a daily beating was standard procedure. Xue Lian couldn't hide from it; even if the Emperor himself came, he couldn't object in the face of the rules established by the founding Emperor.
He had urgent matters to attend to in the palace later and would likely be busy until late into the night.
After dinner, Zhuo Ziyang thoughtfully walked Luo Lian home. Today was different from usual; as they chatted and laughed, Luo Lian's shyness had faded significantly, and she even dared to look Zhuo Ziyang in the eye while speaking. In the past, she would have only felt bashful and terribly embarrassed.
Rod stopped slashing at the withered green gnomes and instead used his footwork to bypass them, lunging directly at the village chief.
While watching, Li Linhuai suddenly turned his head to the other side, where an elaborate eight-bearer wedding sedan sat. Chang Jiu followed his gaze.
A mobile phone? The encyclopedia quickly pulled up a schematic of a phone. It could make communication more convenient, much like the smart communicator Calvia wore on her wrist.
Xiao Lie was dumbfounded upon hearing this and said anxiously, "Chang Jiu, you can't do this. I went out of my way to Xizhou to see you, and my deadline for Northern Court has already passed. I can't stay for more than a few days. Can't you just let me keep you company for these two days?" He still had so much to say to her; how could he just give up like this?
Rod's figure appeared behind her. Although he hadn't made a sound, her digging motion froze instantly.
Gong Sidong's face flushed deep red, and both Zhao Yan and Li Renbing looked grim, though they were still holding back.
Beneath their feet, more and more pedestrians passed by—some heading toward the Eastern Capital, others leaving it for elsewhere. The bustling traffic and lively atmosphere were a testament to the charm of the Eastern Capital.