Chapter 65: Lafite!

Urban Dragon King: War God Jun Sheng on the Road 1319 words 2026-03-20 13:04:05

He now harbored deep resentment toward the Jade Gold Grand Hotel. And along with it, he bore a grudge against Chen Fan as well! Just imagine, the Purple Gold Pavilion suite costing two thousand was already so luxurious—then what must the Taihua Suite be, a palace of the heavens?

“Everyone, remain calm. I’ve grown tired of staying in suites like this,” he remarked.

It must be said, Yi Feishi, though only fifteen years old this year, already possessed the vision and composure of a peerless general.

Xie Mao spoke naturally, “Everything—food, clothing, shelter, travel—costs money.” As he spoke, he directed Yi Feishi to pack the crystal stones into the Manzhu space.

“This is coercion! What if we don’t use the warehouse you’re providing?” A middle-aged man in a deep blue robe argued with the bailiffs stationed at the city gate.

With a bitter smile, Xiao Cheng shook his head at the city lord, signaling that what he had crafted was not a spiritual treasure. Yet the city lord showed not the slightest displeasure; instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, Feng Mo and Zhu Mingxuan could only continue their performance, for otherwise, the Feng and Zhu families might be struck from the rolls of Qingcheng by day’s end.

As for Su Ci, she could not yet see clearly how things would unfold; that man acted flawlessly, never letting his emotions slip.

Now that the matter of the silver was settled, Zhao Changshi began to worry for Qin Fengyi’s future in politics.

Because Ling Qingxi rarely told him of her difficulties at work, he would usually have to ask Li Jian or Wu Tong to find out.

Regarding Huangfu Yixuan, the old emperor never once showed him a cold face—not even a trace of displeasure or a furrowed brow.

The moment Ye Jiarou set eyes on Fu Tianti, her gaze brightened. Whenever Fu Tianti was present, her own gentle beauty became even more striking.

A dark hand grenade was tossed by the man in underpants, and with uncanny accuracy, like Kobe Bryant sinking a basket, it sailed straight through the window of the room.

After a fierce battle with the Black Snake, the White Fishman did not suffer any grave wounds, but while being constricted and attacked by the snake’s body, he still endured some injuries.

Because the commotion was considerable, people nearby all turned to look, and many noticed Chen Yu’s arrival.

After investing resources and the core into the builder, Yan Feng pressed the red start button, and the builder shone with light just as it had during construction.

Out in the wild, with few shelters and wide-open views, everyone was out in the open—what else could they do when meeting face-to-face but fight and battle to the death?

“The Demon Sect Master is extraordinarily talented; under his leadership, the Demon Sect has already surpassed several of the Eight Sacred Lands. You know, the Three Saints of the Martial World are heirs to the three great holy realms of the Central Plains; look at them—they’re long past their prime,” said Ji Lisi.

Yang Tang, from the Meat Chicken platform, paid the fee. Chen Guanxi was just a hired hand; since he’d received payment, he had to do the work properly, even though the value created by Chen Guanxi and the DJb team now far exceeded what Yang Tang had paid them.

“So it was Senior Zhao in person—please forgive my rudeness,” Huo Zhenfang quickly cupped his hands and saluted.

Targeted by those with ill intent, after wandering the complex maze for a whole morning—even with a map, most ordinary people would be utterly lost. But Nan Xinghun, though not the map-holder, could redraw the correct route after only a few glances. Such a feat required astonishing memory and sense of direction.

Because he was capable, Peony always looked at him with respect. She had Shu’er bring a stool for him to sit beside the brazier and added a bowl of hot tea soup.

Feng Xiaoxiao recalled what Grasshopper had mentioned—something about bringing more of something. Could it mean people?

Gu Sheng came out of his master’s tent with a cheerful air. Though he didn’t know someone had acted deliberately, escaping that “work site” made him happy. There wasn’t much to pack; he greeted Zhu Wuzhao and then went to find Dragon Fox.