Chapter 177: A Determination to Repay the Debt! This Was What She Owed Li Junsheng

Upon hearing her mother mention Li Junsheng, the smile on Lu Ping's face vanished instantly, leaving her looking utterly dejected and lost.

By the pier, numerous boats were moored. There were boatmen ferrying passengers across the water, but far more were fishing boats draped with nets and filled to the brim with lively, thrashing fresh fish.

"Senior Sister Ruwu, we've arrived, we've arrived," said the hefty Chen Fang with a flattering smile, his robust frame clearing the way ahead. Whether Long Ruwu had planned this from the very beginning was anyone's guess.

Thinking of Flower-Fruit Mountain, Qin Zhantian distinctly felt his thoughts drifting away, or rather, his mind wandering. Fortunately, Mo Qi prompted him in the nick of time.

She stood up, her body swaying unsteadily, and suddenly fell straight against Sheng Jun. I saw Sheng Jun's whole body stiffen as he instinctively reached out to steady her.

Thus, I gracefully hooked my arm through his. No matter how the reporters questioned us, as long as he remained silent, I responded to the media with nothing but a concise and poised smile.

This constant, high-alert state of vigilance against a sudden enemy attack was the most irritating and demoralizing thing of all.

"You honored gentlemen are welcome back anytime!" the madam fluttered her handkerchief at Moyan in an ultra-soft voice. She still could not forget the generous stack of banknotes these men had rewarded the four sisters with last night. Before going to sleep last night, she had counted and recounted that pile of money over and over again.

In order for Xu Shu to successfully enter Cao Cao's camp, Liu Bei was willing to sacrifice his own two wives and his son, just as Xu Shu could abandon his elderly mother. Only by going to such lengths could Cao Cao and his top strategists be prevented from suspecting anything.

Lu Chenfei stood up. His green robe had developed creases from sitting for so long. Disliking these marks, he beat heavily against his long gown, and watching the creases disappear, he finally walked out of the white jade pavilion with a satisfied expression.

Moreover, Zhang Chao had just returned victorious from defeating the Wuhuan army, and his prestige was at its peak. Naturally, no one would dare to cause any trouble at this banquet, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Sometimes, I really wanted to be like my mother, who played mahjong every day, or like my alcoholic father, or simply go ahead and join them in taking drugs.

Since Judy could offer no proof that Pito might be a bad person, she ultimately had nothing to say. Although the judge asked her at the end and she refused to plead guilty, she could not present anything of greater value either.

Even when tortured until drenched in blood, the Yanxia general still kept his eyes wide open in rage, struggling in an attempt to assassinate the Grand High Priest with his long horns. Two tiger warriors could not hold him down. Four other tiger warriors lunged forward, piercing the victim's collarbones with two wooden stakes.

Overjoyed, Dieyi rambled incoherently as she forgave him, "It... it's okay, as long as you know to change..." Before she could finish, her face turned to the right as she nervously guessed when he would launch his aggressive move. Her long eyelashes lowered shyly, and she could not help but smile faintly.

Precisely because of this, through the rare and normal exchange they had just had, Yan Sixian detected a trace of smugness.

Fortunately, Jian Heng had lived in the United States for a long time. Chinese people especially loved saving money and banding together to do so. Jian Heng knew a fellow student studying abroad who could check it for free, purely as a form of mutual aid among compatriots, so he sent the car's VIN code over via WeChat.

"According to intelligence projections, Dawn Star is only a few days away from falling. Please let me form the vanguard legion, retake Dawn Star, apply for garrison rights, and investigate the matter to the very bottom," Muge continued to gaze into the distance. Without realizing it, he was already making requests to Zheng Xuan in the tone of an old acquaintance.

Regaining his freedom, Mizuno flusteredly tidied his attire, grabbed his collar with one hand, and sat down in a chair to explain the situation.