Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
On a link bridge at the International Airport of S City, a group of multi-national tourists was alighting from a plane that landed moments ago. Walking in front of them was a young man with traditional East Asian facial features. Rosy lips, white polished teeth, eyes that glittered like the night sky, and a pair of long slim legs that boasted of large strides; he had an appearance that left people wondering where such a beauty could have come from.
The airport was the name card of every city. Advertisements of the city, from their best scenery to their most popular attractions, decorated the walls of the building.
However, excited to start their holiday, there were barely any people who stopped to admire them.
Shang Jing was no exception. However, there was one advertisement that caught his eye. It was a two-storey high LED billboard at the arrival hall lobby.
Standing at approximately 6 meters high, it perfectly encapsulated the dashing features and well-built figure of the ambassador. Together with the luggage bag he was holding, the expensive watch on his wrist, the jacket with folds in all the right places, and the city skyline behind him, every inch of him was candy to the eyes.
He was He Jiang, a well-known film emperor and also the ambassador for a first tier city. In front of him was a line of text, written in calligraphy, ‘China’s S City Welcomes You’.
Shang Jing looked at the crowd approaching his direction.
As his fingers tightened around his luggage handle, the world blurred around him. Soon, he was left alone with the silhouette of a person from the shadow of his memory. He watched the silhouette sharpen, becoming clearer and clearer, until its features perfectly matched the man on the advertisement.
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“Twenty-nine people were injured today at Wen Qing Avenue after a blue sedan crashed onto the pedestrian sidewalk. All twenty-nine victims were taken to the First Community Hospital and Second Community Hospital for treatment…”
Cries coming from both adults and children echoed in the hospital emergency room as hos
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