141 Scalding Bottle Wangzai

Gu Siyuan had no choice but to send a barrage of messages.

"Connect me, and I’ll keep the gifts coming."

Qu Wan shook her head at the camera. "You never keep your word."

Gu Siyuan immediately gifted one hundred thousand yuan in the livestream. Only then did Qu Wan reluctantly agree.

"Why is it so hard to get you to connect? A hundred thousand to link up? Why don’t you just go rob someone?"

"Why are you so insistent on connecting?" Qu Wan asked.

"Oh, come on, my dear sister. You’re live, and your brother is just here to show some support."

The corner of Qu Wan’s mouth twitched. "Do you believe that in a moment, we’ll be trending, with people claiming we’re having an affair just because you’re showering me with gifts on stream?"

Gu Siyuan immediately replied, "Can we change the—"

Preparations were already complete; the office building had been leased, the staff consisted partly of people transferred from Pingjin City and partly of new recruits from the south, and all administrative procedures had been finalized.

In truth, the wooden bed wasn't necessarily much softer than the communal sleeping platform, but the sensation of regained freedom made Liu Yunchang feel that everything was simply wonderful.

That must be it. This is the third fork in the road; with no path ahead, he would just have to climb in this direction! Having made up his mind, he acted immediately. Dragging his heavy feet, Ling Yu’s figure gradually vanished into the wild grass.

Outside Hangzhou Prefecture, the group was dressed in vibrant colors. Yu Shilong looked back at the city with a touch of lingering attachment and sighed, "I wonder if we’ll ever be able to return!" "Rest assured, sir," Zhao Wu said sonorously. "With our Great Ming divine detectives by your side, we will surely return!"

But Chu Tao remained completely unaware of this. The scenery was enchanting, the river breeze gentle, peaceful and beautiful. Xie Junhe spent the journey playing strange melodies on a blade of grass, lost in his own self-indulgent world, utterly oblivious to others, torturing Chu Tao’s discerning ears and the dwindling patience of Qin Shi and Ye Xiaosheng.

However, she had to admit that among the candidates in the matchmaking tournament so far, very few had caught her eye, and of those, the man in the conical bamboo hat seemed the most outstanding.

"I originally intended to eat it, but that giant bird was truly formidable. I couldn't handle it, so I had to find a way to subdue it first," Hua Ao said, his tone remaining calm, as if devoid of any worldly desire.

Zhao Dashan stepped forward. "Let me see if I can skin the wolf!" As he spoke, he raised his blade to pierce the wolf's carcass. A green light flashed across the body, and it gradually vanished.

"That was my handiwork!" Xue Hai rushed out of the room, impatient to claim credit, holding a sweat towel in his hand. He reached out and handed it to the sweat-drenched Xie Junhe.

In Qin Shi’s words, the Iron Dust Manual was originally a generous gift from the heavens to the martial arts world, but since those skilled at putting it to good use were far fewer than those skilled at killing, it ended up causing rivers of blood to flow on earth, and thus, the heavens would eventually take it back.

Fortunately, the villa area was clean. Although she had fallen, there was no mud on her, or else she would never have been able to hide it.

Ye Li had always been grateful that someone with shooting skills as abysmal as hers could one day be scouted by the Rong family, promoted, and even lucky enough to receive personal instruction from Instructor Mu.

"All units, prepare for battle!" Zhang Yu, the strategist of the Yu Jing Army, issued the command to the soldiers below.

"Enough, just tell me already." Su Xin didn't want to exchange any more pleasantries; it felt awkward when they were supposed to be quite familiar with each other.

Duan Ziyun didn't want to say a single word to Gu Yongming. Hearing him call her name, she turned her head away and ignored him entirely.

Yu Yue wanted to retort, but immediately stopped such foolish behavior. She decided to just speak her mind; after all, Tian Yue could read her thoughts anyway.

"Fine, whoever chickens out is a coward," I said flatly, then hung up the phone, took the final drag of my cigarette, and tossed the butt out the car window.

"Su Ling, the old man only gave you that?" Bai Ziyang asked, his voice rising in involuntary shock.

Yet, I remained puzzled. Why hadn't any of them called me since the competition ended?

She decided she must investigate exactly what kind of background this Yan Du had. She had to find some leverage on him, otherwise, he would continue to hold threats over her.