Chapter 101: The Investigation Team (Request for Continued Reading)
After the curfew was announced, the officers’ workload significantly decreased. There was no more chaos at night, and daytime shifts became much easier to manage, sparing them from working around the clock without rest.
During the day, although protests and demonstrations continued, their numbers and intensity were diminishing.
With several thousand National Guard troops guarding office buildings and public infrastructure, they were able to free up personnel for other tasks.
This was largely because many demonstrators had been affected by the events of that day.
“You’re absolutely right, much better than some others,” Xiao Geyan said with a slight smile, nodding.
She logged into her social account and took a lovely photo of the hot chocolate, posting it online.
He looked at Li Jiancheng, thinking that with her intelligence, she should have already understood what he was trying to say.
Xiao Geyan gave him a sharp glance and ignored him, leaving Qiao Guang to continue waiting in boredom.
“General, I have urgent news to report!” In the tense atmosphere, another anxious soldier burst into the operations room.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine,” she said, forcing a smile at the person before her. Though uncertain why, she didn’t want to reveal anything to them right now.
The Soul Hawk was struck by an arrow from Chu Feng, its cry distorted—though an eagle by nature, it now sounded like a duck.
Without a personal storage ring, all those purple gold coins were sealed within his body’s energy points.
He pondered for a long time, unable to understand exactly how he had fallen into Consort Shu’s hands. The Emperor did not believe him; no matter how much he explained, it was useless.
Unnoticed by Li Qingyun, a disheveled middle-aged man with thick glasses and a lab coat nearby watched him with a gleam in his eyes, as if discovering a priceless treasure.
The corner of Ye Qing’s mouth twitched slightly. She seemed like she wanted to say something but ultimately turned her head away, looking elsewhere.
If there was anyone to mention, Wei Anqing was the one. She had beauty, grace, and wealth—everything one could ask for. Except for being a bit older, she had no other flaws. Yet, why had she never encountered a fitting suitor, one resembling the legendary Pan An?
Earlier, Conte was still angry at Azar, but seeing the current scene, he no longer cared about how to deal with Azar.
“Why don’t you believe I could fall in love with you? Do you think you’re not beautiful enough? Or not smart enough?” Upon hearing this, Robin didn’t answer immediately but instead asked back.
Su Weiyun had crossed paths with Yu Luosha briefly—just a fleeting glance. Apart from knowing his most distinctive feature was a sinister mask, she hadn’t remembered much else.
“I don’t know. I met her at a construction site. She was a laborer, just like me. Later, as we got to know each other, she asked about my connection to Ye Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., and told me how Ye Long had become the richest man in YH City over the years,” Zhu Min replied with a bitter smile.
“No problem, use whatever weapon you like,” Gary said confidently, swinging his sword.
Recalling that the gold bricks in the earlier box were actually excrement from a Gulu beast—and that he had bitten into one, treating it like a treasure—he couldn’t help but gag again.
Burning with rage, twenty-three senior executives had completely lost their reason, becoming nothing more than mere merchants.
This false semblance of family affection was something Yakumo Yukari need not care about; it was a fabricated existence created by the system.
Waves of terrifying thunder power surged like an army of a hundred thousand, fiercely sweeping in all directions. They roared through the forbidden space, nearly bursting it apart.
Today was the day for the imperial court’s return, and as a prince’s consort, Yakumo Yukari had no choice but to attend.
Walking ahead, Su Tianqing tacitly changed the name of the newly added contact to “Royal Valet.”