Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
At the end of Queens Road, Century Hall was holding a giant charity event. Outside, the dark clouds covered the sky, and the storm ravaged the city. Inside, people sang and danced. The giant hall was filled with Han Hai’s elites. The clear glass separated the world into two. They could see each other but couldn’t touch the other.
“You can’t enter if you don’t have the invitation or work Id. You can stand outside to watch.” The fat guard stopped Gao Ming and Wan Qiu. They were all normal people, but the guard looked at Gao Ming with disdain. Gao Ming didn’t argue with the staff. He led Wan Qiu away and hid among the crowd. The security was tight. There was no chance to get close to Situ An, much less injure him.
“The hall is too big. Even if I trigger all the death portraits, I can’t cover an area so large.” Gao Ming lowered his head. If the people around him knew what he was thinking, they would be shocked.
“If hundreds of people were trapped in an anomaly, with so many media around, the news couldn’t be silenced. The centre would investigate this even if it were the last thing they did.”
The charity soon started. After the students from Han De Private School finished their performance, the corporations started their donations. These people really wanted to help the poor. After the donation ceremony was over, the host finally said the words Gao Ming had once heard on television, “Now, we’ll welcome the vice president of Han Hai Charity, Mr. Situ An, to give us a speech!”
Situ An, in a custom suit, walked out from backstage. Once he appeared, the venue exploded in applause. The music changed as well. Gao Ming’s eyes turned red as he saw Situ An from afar. He needed to control himself. Situ An was so good at disguising himself. His figure was tall and muscular. He was mature and handsome. Once people got to know him, they would realise he was even greater than they thought. He was a business genius, a great philanthropist and highly humble. He was a walking beacon of human positives. When Situ An started his spe
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.
With the price of a cup of coffee, you can keep a translator's well-being alive. Namely, this one. And gain access to more than fifteen early-access chapters!
Thank you to all my readers and subscribers. Your support literally keeps the story alive!