Chapter 57: Clown Carnival (6)

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"It is time for us to take the stage." The blonde man, now changed into a brightly colored performance costume, extended his hand. "Come on, baby, the warmest applause and the center of attention in this entire arena belong to you."

Pascal dedicatedly played a cheerful and lively accompaniment for Lilian, which was the segment he looked forward to the most.

Of course, he would be even happier if she agreed to go on stage with him afterward to act as his assistant.

Lilian stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting her slightly crooked triangular kerchief.

To become his concubine was indeed a way to get closer to him step by step, and she could also move into the Xuan family residence with him. Perhaps there might actually be a chance to get closer to the Imperial City Directorate's case files a little earlier?

Seeing how enthusiastically Xing'er was playing, Suyi found it hard to dampen her spirits and stopped saying anything further. She simply stood behind and kept gently pushing her forward.

The rough stone with excellent potential had not been picked by Wang Haoming, which left Zhang Wei in high spirits. He took the initiative to take Wang Haoming to the front hall to swipe his card. After deducting one hundred thousand from the card, the rough stone capable of producing ice-variety jade officially belonged to Wang Haoming.

Yun Rou beamed with joy and stuck her tongue out at Qiu Ruo. Qiu Ruo gave her a sidelong glance, yet still could not help smiling.

Suyi had no choice but to follow her inside. Upon entering the main hall of the courtyard, she saw that everyone was already seated properly, with Hongli occupying the host seat. Everywhere she looked were people close to the imperial presence. In the center of the hall stood a large, round mahogany table, just large enough for the entire group to sit around.

Lacking any specialized skills while refusing to endure hardship was a common bad habit among this generation of Hong Kong youth. Li Chen was powerless to change the status quo, so he could only increase the number of entry points, giving these young people a few more foundational skills to rely on when they stepped out into society in the future.

Despite the Pope's strenuous efforts, the magical communities in various regions inevitably fell into panic and chaos. In certain areas, rogue magic organizations began to operate openly. The Judgment Enforcers, who had previously spent all their time running for their lives, finally found some time to rest—only to engage in extreme criminal activities.

Su Ming did have connections in higher places, but they were limited to the provincial level, and none were members of the Standing Committee, which made his backing rather weak. On the other hand, Elder Li wielded significant decision-making power within the Provincial Party Standing Committee. As far as Su Ming knew, three of its members were good friends of Elder Li, and all of them belonged to the Ye faction.

This man was indeed the owner of this antique shop. If one wanted to make a living in the antique trade without a pair of sharp eyes, playing this game was simply out of the question.

Xia Haoran felt genuinely gratified by the establishment of this forum. After all, he was the matchmaker who had connected the Chinese ancient martial arts world with the Ninth Bureau of China, and the very concept of the Chinese Martial Artists Forum had been solely planned and orchestrated by Xia Haoran.

He did not know whether he should love her or distance himself from her; after all, this was not his world, and he would eventually return to where he belonged.

She closed her eyes quietly, her long eyelashes flickering under the lights of the operating room, casting a lovely silhouette.

"You mean to say that this person who has one foot across the threshold into the Cultivation Realm is the Xie family's ultimate trump card!" Hearing this, Zhou Tian raised an eyebrow and said in shock.

The moment these two ferocious magical beasts appeared, the midair was dyed a bloody crimson. In comparison, the phantom summoned by Gu Qing looked utterly insignificant and pale.

Ten million—Li Cuifen's entire company did not possess that much capital, so she figured that Sky Eagle would never resort to such a scheme.

"No, it seems I cannot use this method. I had better resolve this with martial arts instead." After pondering for a moment, Zhao Xin decided against using such a clumsy approach to go head-to-head with Mu Yi, as it would benefit no one. It was better to decide the outcome through martial arts.

After we hauled all the young people up, we brought them onto the deck. Their anxious fathers were waiting there, and the scene of reunion played out once more. The few of us simply watched everything unfold from a distance, refraining from stepping forward to disturb them.