Chapter Fifty-One: Mountains and Rivers, A Chance Encounter

Liuzhou City, Zhongdu Avenue, Ye Cheng's shop.

"Commander Qin, greetings. I apologize; my humble store has just opened, only to encounter such an incident. I must thank you for your righteous intervention, Commander Qin."

As Zhu Yaotang departed, Ye Cheng rose and bowed to Qin Siyuan.

Though, given Ye Cheng's status, there was no real need for him to show such courtesy to Qin Siyuan.

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"It's me, Mr. Lin. I didn't expect you to be so young," Su Yuqing replied with a gentle yet confident smile, a faint blush rising on her cheeks as something crossed her mind.

The man in the blue robe was known as Mad Brother. He took the Holy Crystal, visibly surprised that Ye Yu was so agreeable.

Jason, meanwhile, stood before Long Jianfei, grabbing his collar—a move Long Jianfei himself had made just moments ago.

Wade and James were close friends. In their most recent conversation, James had told Wade to keep an eye on the rookie, Zhai Yi.

As the factory bell rang, Xie Fei had to swallow his frustration and indignation. He pushed his work cart, clenched his teeth, shot Xu Xiu Fang a fierce glare, and with heavy steps entered the factory.

If it were the leader of another team, they might have been annoyed with Zhai Yi—Don’t you want my screen?

On her first day at work, she wore a sharp business suit, tied her hair into a ponytail, and walked steadily through the gates of the Orchard Road villa.

Ye Yu gazed at her, a gentle light in his eyes. "Of course, Qingzi. We’ve always been good friends, and I’ve seen both your talent and your dedication."

She reacted quickly, gripping the brakes with both hands, pressing her feet firmly to the ground, her whole body leaning forward to slow down as much as possible.

"Lin, thank you for your concern." Lina kissed Lin Dong lightly, then turned and followed the American Airlines ground staff.

At this point, the Jesus Society was not only filled with zealous clergy, but also with many impoverished, bankrupt Europeans. Preaching was just a pretext; once a church was established, they could siphon funds and live comfortably.

In less than fifteen minutes, Bai Su Yi had gathered more than thirty supreme-level experts, over ten of whom were from the Bai family. Though most were only at the early stage of the supreme realm, their presence made the other supreme experts gasp in awe.

"Do it." He Qi glanced at the missed calls on his phone, picked up a copper kettle, and hurled it far into the sea.

"What’s the situation with the Celestial Alliance?" Jun Hao pondered for a moment before continuing his inquiry.

Holding the crystal stone, Jun Hao felt the immense power contained within and couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

And then there was the enormous azure flood dragon, seen in a fleeting moment—a terrifying being that had also stepped into the sacred path.

"Damn it, this is going to be troublesome," Su Rui said, shaking his head. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, revealing the deep anxiety within him.

Xiao Hua now had a profound understanding of the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. While training in the secret realm, he had even used the gold origin to deduce techniques for summoning and controlling lightning. With his grasp of gold source techniques, he could easily perform abilities similar to manipulating thunder and electricity.

Originally, their plan was only to strike Liaoxi and seize some resources, but the Ming army’s weakness gave the Eight Banners leaders greater confidence—they were already considering entering the wealthier capital region.

For at least several decades, no matter how glorious Subahai or Chao Hua became, it was the Chahar people who truly controlled this vast land.

"Thank you, Boss, thank you!" Bald Qiang exclaimed with joy. Everyone knew how skilled their boss was in medicine—he could even heal a severed arm in a short time.