Volume One, Chapter 25: Even in Death, She Could Not Escape the Palm of His Hand

After Taking the Fall for Three Years, the Capital’s Prince Can’t Stop Flirting Changning 2473 words 2026-02-09 16:23:43

Shen Yanzhou personally handled Shen Chaowu’s onboarding procedures.

When Jiang Yao first joined the company, Shen Yanzhou had also made an appearance. Although nothing was said outright, everyone in the company already treated Jiang Yao as the little princess of the Shen family, always eager to please her and never assigning her any real work. In short, Jiang Yao lived a very comfortable life.

Now that Shen Chaowu had arrived, a faint sense of crisis arose in Jiang Yao’s heart. Especially after witnessing Shen Yanzhou fire Wang Shuang and reprimand Chen Hao, she realized that her elder brother still cared about Shen Chaowu.

She bit her lip, sat at her desk in a daze, her mind wandering. It wasn’t until the department supervisor approached to remind her that Jiang Yao snapped out of it, “Supervisor Ren, …”

What is the Three-Three System? In a contest of a hundred people, you may choose three opponents, and they cannot refuse. If you defeat them, you advance to the next round.

Seeing the resolute expression on Qin Feng’s face, the Emperor of Longevity knew that Qin Feng’s mind was made up and would not change.

All in all, this year had been a good one for the Heavenly Realm. As Chu Yan’s Dao World became more refined, the source of Dao in the Heavenly Realm grew noticeably richer, and the realm was slowly closing the power gap with the other great realms.

Su Qingyu quickly relayed all the information she had obtained to Dongyang, without a hint of concealment or exaggeration, and also shared her speculations about the matter, serving as a warning for Dongyang.

A flash of blades appeared, and the seven or eight men who rushed forward were knocked to the ground, all injured, their wails shattering the tranquil night.

The Ming royal family's cultivation methods originated from Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of Wudang Mountain, a major sect in Central Province. It was indeed orthodox, but in the past three hundred years, there were not even three hundred who cultivated this method in Ming—perhaps not even that many.

Yet her move was seen through by me. To prevent her from picking up the gun, I acted swiftly and kicked the back of her knee. When the joint is struck, inertia and reflex cause the knee to bend, forcing one to kneel.

“Damn it… The top masters among the Supreme are truly formidable!” Dongyang cursed under his breath, not bothering to use any more military techniques; they were useless now and would only waste his strength.

Sensing Chu Yan’s gaze, the corners of the mouth