At dawn, Zhou Junwu was already awake.

He sat on the city tower facing south of the imperial city. The morning breeze carried a chill, and under the grayish-blue sky, he watched the city gradually come alive with lights.

Whenever something major happened, he would habitually come here to observe the situation.

It always reminded him of Jiangning.

Fuzhou City had similar interwoven waterways to Jiangning. Gardens and residences were scattered among the waterways, adorned with various trees.

This man was truly whimsical. Opening a clothing store at the school gate? Where would he get that much money? As far as she knew, Xu Yong was struggling with even basic living expenses, let alone other things.

"Our strength is enough to leave here, as long as you and I are together. This time, we'll see if we can get more things," Qin Yuan said, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Qin Yao examined Lin Huaijin but pouted in dissatisfaction. She had an instinctive aversion to Feng Jing's childhood sweetheart.

The reason this place was called an art district was not only because there were many shops selling painting supplies and musical instruments nearby, but also because various kinds of artworks gathered here, such as sculptures and murals.

Wu Ming believed that Wang Fan was a Bright Sword cultivator, and he wanted to spar with different sword cultivators to perfect his own sword path.

Qin Mo had just arrived at Justice Street when his phone rang. He saw it was Yang Ruoxi calling and casually answered.

"Your eyes are sharp. Help me watch and pick up the cards." The old lady clutched a stack of cards in her wrinkled hands, while her eyes scanned the cards on the kang table.

So that's it. No wonder Elena was so good at perfume scents but rarely saw her in contact with fresh flowers.

This was a downpour, as if it didn't cost anything. The Rain Dragon King in the sky was pouring water on the earth without restraint.

She was a little delighted to hear that familiar sweet voice, but after thinking about it, she pretended to be angry and ignored it.

"Many people have tried to break through, but have you really heard of anyone succeeding?" Venerable Zimu retorted casually.

Zhan Tian wanted to persuade Yi Feng a few words because even if Yi Feng was no match for Yun Kong Heavenly Venerate, he should still be able to escape. There was no need to take risks.

"What are you doing?" Did he have to knock before using the bathroom? She didn't understand why Zhong Yi was doing this for a moment. Obviously, she had forgotten that Qin Haoyu had come to the bathroom on the first floor with the sheets to wash.

If he hadn't heard that the Huangfu family actually planned to send Ou Yuchen to the mine, Ou Tianyao wouldn't have shifted his attention elsewhere. His first thought was why the Huangfu family dared to be so tough. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Ou Yuchen say those words.

And the result would naturally be that their shopping plan would have to be brought forward after the competition started. It seemed that the last two days of the holiday would have to be spent at the auction venue.

It wasn't until everyone was seated that Luo Sisi was pulled to sit next to Huangfu Che before she came to her senses. Seeing where she was sitting and looking at Huangfu Che next to her, Luo Sisi decided not to comment.

Seeing Neymar get the ball, not only Pique next to him, but also Mascherano, who was just next to Harry Kane, became anxious.

"Understood." They had been following Nie Lang for a long time and knew his personality. He didn't directly attack just now, which showed that Chui Ge's face was valuable enough.

Around noon, Luo Sisi originally planned to eat and then take the gold and silver coils to the academy, but unexpectedly, the guard at the door reported that Shi Lin and the others had already arrived at the gate. Luo Sisi went out to greet them.

Qin Haoyu, who was originally in a good mood, immediately had a complete reversal of mood when he saw Kong Menglin. When Kong Menglin's hand hooked onto his arm, he almost exploded.

Tang Xin saw Bu Qianhuai's inquiring gaze and just shook her head: "You are still too young." Then her eyes focused, and she sat boldly on the seat at the front of the carriage. Although it was a dilapidated wooden chair, Tang Xin still exuded the aura of a superior.