Chapter Seventy-Seven: New Clothes Are Not as Good as Old Friends

In truth, he couldn’t even be called a proper attendant; most of the time, it was Father Su and Yang Bingcheng themselves who poured tea and served water. Geng Zhongcheng simply tagged along for the fun, enjoying food and drink as he pleased. Over time, with repeated visits, Geng Zhongcheng became well acquainted with the Yang family. Naturally, he came to know Yang Bingcheng’s daughter.

Geng Zhongcheng was innately honest and good-tempered, while Yang Yuxuan was obedient and thoughtful, charming in every way...

If they could afford to drive a BMW 760, the Huang brothers were certainly from wealthy backgrounds. Their fathers hailed from Plain Province, which bordered Jiangdong Province, and had come to Wudong in their youth to build their fortunes, gradually expanding their enterprises until they now possessed assets worth hundreds of millions.

Slowly, his hands moved away from the cauldron. Xu Bansheng reached for the last compartment of medicinal herbs in the box.

Come on, sir, aren’t you just throwing me into the fire? Everything’s been dealt with, and now you want me to show up? Isn’t that just telling the director I saw his friend here but didn’t even help out? That’s a total lack of political acumen. It shows no respect for the superior’s friends. Isn’t this just making me lose points in the leader’s mind?

It could only be attributed to Banana’s peculiar playstyle. After all, this was the first time he’d ever heard of a player who relied so much on momentum, especially since Banana’s condition seemed tied to whether he could secure the first kill.

As for the history of the "Atlantis Ruins," how many people have studied this legend? Who truly knows its mysteries? Ye Chen felt he should find an opportunity to see if there were any clues—to investigate this epic legend of the "Atlantis Ruins."

The "All-Chinese Team" had truly risen again, standing atop the world of e-sports. On this day, Americans compared them to SKT and KT, while Chinese regarded them as the pride of e-sports! Koreans saw them as the greatest threat to the championship.

The timing of Bullhead’s knock-up was released almost exactly one second after Treant used his skill. Even if there was a difference, it couldn’t have been much.

This thought, in an instant, transformed into an obsession, burning fiercely and heating his entire heart.

In the blink of an eye, a black shroud enveloped him, yet on closer inspection, it was formed from countless flying insects gathered together.

"Night has fallen. Someone was killed in the wild last night," Li Yulang suddenly remarked, freezing Da Ya in her tracks.

The place where Zhenyan died was called Luoxia Village, surrounded on all sides by mountains, but within a hundred miles, there was no place called Wushan.

"Hey, another one courting death." On a tree behind Zhou Shaoqing, which he hadn’t noticed, a man in black leaned lazily, a green-yellow stalk between his lips, chuckling with a careless tone.

Three hundred years passed, and the title extended to eighteen regional princes, with the Martial Prince being one of the newly appointed.

It’s no wonder my senior brother doesn’t believe it; even I find this explanation absurd. After all, Lin Suwen has always been meticulous, and the Mochi Sword is their family’s treasure, constantly at his side.

His grandfather was among them. He wanted to ask about the details of what happened back then. If his grandfather was willing to come forward, many plans could proceed ahead of schedule. After all, his grandfather was a true king-level existence.

Trapped within the wall, the ancient ape of desire clearly could not understand why its abilities had no effect on this "new food." It tried to struggle and resist, but to no avail.

The greatly shrunken golden orb had long since been spat out by the worm, but this could not change its fate of death.

"Rest well. I’ll go back to the shop and take a look." Da Ya, holding the clothes she’d changed out of yesterday, went into the inner room and soon came out again.

She didn’t know why he was so desperate, but she was certain He Sanlang had his reasons.

"I’m giving you a chance to leave." Visken County smiled at them, her demeanor reminiscent of a cat toying with a mouse. "You three," she added.