Volume One, Chapter 51: The Crown Prince’s Support!

“Your servant thanks His Highness the Crown Prince!”

Shang Yinqiong felt a surge of surprise. After all, the rumors outside portrayed the Crown Prince as cold and heartless, even arrogantly disdainful, never regarding anyone as worthy of notice. The words she had just spoken were meant as a cautious test, and she never expected the Crown Prince to agree so swiftly!

Perhaps this Crown Prince was not as difficult to get along with as the rumors suggested.

Maybe it was worth trying to forge an acquaintance.

“Third Miss, why are you still kneeling?”

The Crown Prince’s tone held a slight trace of amusement, yet remained icy and aloof.

Shang Yinqiong rose from the ground, but her legs wavered and she faltered, collapsing straight forward...

“Your servant thanks His Highness the Crown Prince!”

Shang Yinqiong’s heart brimmed with astonishment once more. Given the widespread tales, the Crown Prince was known for his biting words and lack of empathy, even blatantly haughty, never considering anyone important.

The words she had just uttered were spoken with a probing intent, and she never imagined the Crown Prince would consent so quickly!

With her current experience reserve of just over eight hundred points, even if she exhausted it all, she could only raise his level by three at most.

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“Divine Generals?” Lü Bu glanced at the four divine generals he had blocked, eyes flickering with contempt and mockery.

If it were any ordinary high-ranking Hell Lord, whether the beguiling succubi that inflamed madness, the bloodthirsty and brutal berserk demons, or powerful entities like dragon demons or blood demons, even a demi-god with antlers and bear might not be so fearful.

Yet the once easily attainable Jingzhou, now obstructed so brazenly by Liu Bei’s interference, left a bitter taste.

Though Kong Rong felt resentful, with the Emperor’s decree, pressing the issue further would be to defy the sovereign. For now, the matter had to be put aside.

Seeing that the long-haired youth was dead and without a word, he immediately performed a spiritual technique to vanish and split up.

Jiang Hao scanned the spacious secret chamber. In the center stood a large experimental table cluttered with bottles and jars. Beneath the table lay piles of herbal materials gathered by the group. Surrounding the room were iron cages, each containing a low-level demon beast or ordinary wild animal.

Now that the territory expanded to fifty thousand square meters, its length had extended to over two hundred meters.

Later, due to Chu Feng’s sudden departure, Yuan Qingming instructed his assistant to personally spread news about the lithography machine.

“Liu Man, don’t cut the power. Don’t worry, it can’t find you,” Xiao Ran hastily said upon noticing Liu Man’s intention to disconnect.

“You’re married now, with a family. Some matters are better left uninvolved,” Duan Feng spoke quietly.

Zhou Yun suppressed the turmoil within and asked earnestly. After awakening, he had surveyed the surroundings and found the place encircled by mountains and waters, like a natural labyrinth. Dense mists shrouded everything, heightening the sense of peril.

At that moment, a melodious voice, as sweet as an oriole’s song, reached Duan Feng’s ears, compelling him to look up and forward.

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As a comedy film, “The Truman Show” sparked a wave of reflection far deeper than many dramas. Roger Ebert’s comparison of the film to “Forrest Gump” was no accident.

“This is the last place. Everyone, let’s collect the pollen of the ice orchid together,” Zheng Feng instructed those behind him.

Led by the master alchemist Danyangzi, one of the three great alchemists of the Northern Territories, a large group of alchemists began preparing the Stamina Pill and Essence Pill in the Fire Dragon Hall.

“If you’re courting death, don’t blame me!” Zheng Feng slapped the spirit beast pouch at his waist, and two beams of light shot forward.

He had been overshadowed by the Dragon Emperor’s genius reputation all his life. Harboring narrow jealousy, he had alienated himself from the Dragon Emperor and joined the Black Tiger Gang.

Because on Xiao Ran’s forehead was a clear bullet hole. A bullet had entered his forehead, exiting his cheek, nearly shredding half his face to pieces.

“No signal on the phone,” everyone in the car understood the situation immediately. It was obvious these people intended to rob them, so they reluctantly took out their phones.

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Qinglong pondered for a moment and conceded that the point was valid. Once arrogant and spoiled, he now realized the truth in the words: if relationships were poor, cooperation would be troublesome.