Chapter 64: The Real Culprit Who Knocked Chen Wenjun Unconscious

As there happened to be an expired newspaper nearby, Chen Wenjun, after checking the accounts with Huang Wenlong, asked, "Boss Huang, could I borrow this newspaper for a couple of days?"
Huang Wenlong took a look and said dismissively, "I don't even know how long it's been lying around, just take it as a gift! Wait a moment, I'll get your money right now."
Aside from the vegetables, Chen Wenjun sold off all the remaining items at low prices.
Huang Wenlong knew the situation like the back of his hand, so he paid up quite readily.
After he left, Chen Wen—
The jujube paste pastries that Dongnuan had her eyes on were quite popular on this street. A single portion wasn't much—only four pieces—and the price was not low at all, yet despite this, plenty of people bought them.
"Is that so? Then care to explain what you're trying to achieve by racking your brains to sneak into the Gu family?" Gu Wan let out a cold hum.
Brother Hong also sensed something was amiss. Just as he was about to look back, Ling Xiao's blade was already pressed against his neck.
Just as Kento and Shogo were passionately researching how to upgrade the Elite Victory Team's equipment, Captain Tatsumi's voice came through the speakers in the workshop.
"That damned hippopotamus, seeing that he didn't get selected as the head of the new department, he's just using his position to settle personal scores!" Lin Dong said viciously.
Wei Qingfan subsequently forwarded the news, which instantly sent shockwaves through the entire industry, with the fallout even spreading overseas.
If anything fails to catch one's attention at first glance, people tend to overlook it entirely.
He Jing hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the giant shadow stone once again. Fortunately, the shadow stone was undamaged. Yet strangely enough, even when using the shadow stone, which had never failed before, it failed to reveal what kind of wood spirit roots Jiang Luwei possessed, nor what her innate talent truly was.
The Hundred Birds is an assassination organization under the Night Veil, named after birds, which helps Ji Wuye eliminate political rivals and clear away threats.
To this, Western Land simply delivered a single sword strike. Swathes of sword qi, carrying demonic energy, blossomed from the sea of clouds and gradually permeated the entire expanse. Wherever it passed, it swept like a fierce gale, flattening the vast fields of wild grass.
Seeing Dugu Shuqin's resolute gaze, the bald man was so terrified his soul nearly left his body, hugging his head with both hands and screaming for his life.
What appeared before his eyes was precisely Tan Wei's conflicted expression, seemingly terrified of disturbing Hu Ao, yet unable to avoid doing so.
"Alright, our purpose here is to learn and draw inspiration, and we'd like to visit the training grounds to observe the training!" Xiao Wei said.
As Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, the immortals immediately cried out in unison: "Wipe out the demon army! Avenge Master Hu Ao!" Their loud and grief-stricken voices echoed far into the distance.
Watching the leg that swept toward the side of his head with a whistling wind, Hu Ao smiled faintly. For some reason, this originally swift kick appeared as slow as a snail in Hu Ao's eyes. He gently waved his hand, caught the middle-aged teacher's ankle, and flung him aside with force.
"Good! If they dare to lay a hand on the innocent spirits, Grandpa Gaia will let them know what it feels like to be beaten flying!" Gaia clenched his fists, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.
How could a heartbeat quicken for her? No way, she's in a difficult situation right now; how could I possibly like her? No, no, no, absolutely not.
Hearing the teacher say this, Hu Ao couldn't help but look at Xiu'er, only to find Xiu'er looking equally bewildered. The two of them exchanged a bitter smile, neither understanding why the principal would do such a thing.
At this moment, Zhao Kang was naturally surrounded by quite a number of people. Guo Nianfei, on the other hand, was quite content to enjoy the leisure. Over at the crew's side, there were those foldable chairs, accompanied by dedicated trailer vans and makeup trucks nearby. Several oversized parasols were pitched, and Guo Nianfei sat right there.
He flipped through a few more pages, suddenly noticing that several of these characters always appeared identically, which likely meant something like "precautions related to the world."
Sean observed quietly. His spellcasting ability had been confirmed, and his consciousness remained unaffected, but whether it had any impact on his physical body was still hard to say.
"Late last night, I chatted with your seatmate for a long time about you." Seeing Sun Suo's reply, Li Shiying immediately sent another message over.