Chapter 100
Qin Sizheng gave a slight nod and approached to greet everyone. Xi Ling bumped fists with him, while Shi Jianxu, […]
Qin Sizheng gave a slight nod and approached to greet everyone. Xi Ling bumped fists with him, while Shi Jianxu, […]
Qin Sizheng muttered to himself that he knew that wasn’t true—he was selective with nearly everything. But since Lu Xianqing
The Tumorafi Mining Zone was no longer calm. Silver-purple nebulae churned under the thrust of starships, flickering like fire about
Time flowed on—a week later. At dawn, Star Harbor had been transformed into a scene of solemn grandeur. The main
Morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a soft beam across the bedside—a gentle glow that seemed almost hesitant
The market was lively, selling all sorts of things: live chickens raised for years, newborn calves, and puppies too numerous
Making breakfast for six people—clearly the ingredients Song Cheng bought weren’t enough. Lü Ruosi and Liu Yanchu went out to
When Chengfeng heard Han Congzhou speak, it immediately lifted its head. Lying in its nest, the dog looked around to
Lei Jingzhe crouched by the pigpen, bowl in hand. Starving all day, he stuffed every last bit of the scarce
Ding Tao sat cross-legged under the corridor, picking through the fruits on the silver tray, counting them over and over.
The sun disappeared below the horizon, and tiny fragments of starlight scattered among the branches. The imperial patrols roamed the
He explained everything to Xie Yan in detail. Doing business was not just about talking—it required real action. The study
By this reckoning, there were only a few months left. His plan had just begun—far from enough. Looking at it
Old Master Cui kept his gaze fixed on the wooden float bobbing on the water, ignoring him entirely. Xie Yan
… “Meng Xizhao.” Hearing Emperor Tianshou call his name, Meng Xizhao felt—without exaggeration—a jolt of electricity shoot from his back
This place was already very close to Bu Xun Tian. It was only about two hundred meters away on foot.
Zhan Buxiu was busier than him. After putting the men down and giving a few more instructions, he rode off.
Ye Qingyang nodded. Li Lan said proudly, “Pretty impressive, right? Just say it—impressive or not?” “Impressive.” The classmates gave him
Lu Jingcheng: … Ye Qingyang clapped his hands and stood up. “Finished.” “You should be finished,” the instructor said. “Look
Ye Qingyang: …… Ye Qingyang felt a question mark slowly rising above his head. Why was he supposed to wipe