32 Fondness

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Citing various detailed sources, tech enthusiasts offer all kinds of analyses that are so "well-reasoned and evidence-based" that they are hard to refute. Supporters of different schools of thought frequently engage in heated debates on forums, but the result, naturally, is that no one can convince anyone else. If there were a definitive conclusion, there would be nothing left to discuss; it is precisely because no outcome can be reached that the debate grows increasingly intense.

As of yesterday, the number of registered users has surpassed 89,000, and this figure continues to grow significantly every day. Recently, the number of active users logging in daily has reached as high as 52,000.

As for key crew positions like photographers, art directors, and set designers, or matters involving financial management and equipment venues, he does not intervene; those are left for the director and other producers to handle.

This dagger is about a foot long, and its craftsmanship is actually quite crude; it does not even have a fuller, and there is a skull imprint on the handle. However, the blade is exceptionally sharp, and the meticulously polished edge flashes with a blue glint under the sunlight.

Mo Yewang, the sect leader of the Jiuhua Immortal Gate, looks at Lu Yuan, his eyes radiating such intense hatred that he wishes he could grind Lu Yuan to dust.

"Deputy Director Guo, it is better to clarify some things so that we can avoid deepening our misunderstandings," Wang Baoyu said bluntly.

"Uncle, there is no need to be shy. What is the big deal about this? As long as both parties share a harmonious affection, there is no need to consider the opinions or thoughts of others." Jin Guofeng naturally understands the other person's concerns—partly the age gap between them, but primarily their respective social statuses.

Some brothers have asked, "You always talk about how things are with you, so why do you still update so late every day?" In truth, it is because I wrote late on the first day due to overtime, which inevitably led to waking up late the next day. Then, more overtime followed, and a cycle was created.

At Ma Chao’s command, the five hundred cavalrymen sweeping across the hills and plains quickly began to form up. In the blink of an eye, they organized into a wedge formation—the most piercing of assault formations—with Ma Chao positioned at its sharpest tip. Their long cavalry lances and sharp horse-slaying blades had already been sheathed, and their javelins were held high, ready to throw.

The food at Deyue Pavilion is among the most expensive in the capital. Looking at Si Zhen, she really does not seem like someone who would carry much silver with her.

Of course, although it was a bit sweet, it was also a bit strange; it certainly had not reached the point of being undrinkable.

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As the layers of mist, light as gossamer, dissipated and everything gradually became clear, I saw him once again—standing tall and elegant in his green robes, with his sash hanging loose.

I did not refuse. Although I understood that she did not like me, I was very clear that because of Su Xiumian, she would never harm me.

There was no salt, no flavor, and a hint of a burnt smell. Fearing that Zhang Minglang would think I was being picky, I had to grit my teeth and force it into my mouth.

Her eye sockets suddenly felt sore and swollen, and in the next second, two tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

Luo Ai was also sent out by Mother Feng, leaving only seven people in the hall: Song Yin, Tang Lichuan, Ba Shisi, Zhu Chuanjia, Hu Zhaoxian, Leng Baifeng, Mother Feng, and Su Zaiyun. The main door was left wide open, and everyone else was dismissed to a distance of forty feet, unable to hear a single word, staring longingly at the mysterious atmosphere within the hall and making their own guesses.

Regarding the destruction of the First Era, Guan Ping had also formed some conjectures, but since they were also baseless, he did not ask further.

This Leng Qiu thought that as a pawn, she carried a great deal of weight in her second brother’s heart; she likely overestimated her own standing.

Yang Qingluo, standing to the side, was also too shocked to speak. There was no time to ponder how the man who had been far away just a moment ago was now standing right in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The second army formation consisted of four veterans, and the regimental commander joined them to form a "Three Talents Formation" made of five bayonets, which finally stabilized the situation.

"He had some matters to attend to and left. First, answer me: what exactly is going on in this room?" I looked at the chaotic room, where smoke was constantly pouring out the door, attracting quite a few onlookers.

However, this counter-question left Dong Cheng speechless. It was not that one couldn't ask that, but why insist on dragging him to the Military Department as well? This was what Dong Cheng wanted to ask, yet he could not bring himself to say it directly.

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The Yalode star-people who appeared this time did not pursue Shi Lei further; instead, with an expression of disbelief, they stared fixedly at Shi Lei’s limbs, which did not appear particularly robust.

Li Moyi was just about to set off in pursuit when he heard the roar of hooves behind him. He turned his head to see more cavalry in pursuit.

Outside the Earth's atmosphere, far away in their base, Liu Jiang and Zhang Zhidong could see every scene in the Golden Triangle clearly through satellite monitoring every second. They were naturally aware of the predicament Shi Lei was in.

Hearing Aio speak with such determination and resolve, a fierce fighting spirit ignited in the eyes of Fiora, Mu Li'er, and the others.

A distance of forty meters might take a water ghost only a few seconds to cover in the dark of night. But this was high noon with the sun blazing; the water ghost dared not emerge from the water, and its magic could not be fully unleashed. A dozen seconds was enough time to set up a pump and drain some water.

However, ever since Luo Tianyang had started his career, he had witnessed many things that were supposedly impossible turn into reality, stinging him quite painfully. Therefore, he did not rule out this possibility; instead, because he had always been skeptical of the "Joyful God," he felt even deeper doubt in his heart.

Si Xuan Yi knew exactly what he was doing. While it was somewhat risky, it could indeed save time and distance to a certain extent, ensuring they could escape the enemy's control in a shorter period.

Perhaps he should report this to Nalan Xue and hear her opinion before deciding whether to continue this mission; that would be the prudent choice.

"Look, Miss Red-Lips, I’ve said it before: you don't need to stay here tonight. Please go out; I would like to rest!" Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving, Sanbao had no choice but to ask her to go.