Chapter 30

"What is wrong? Is this lotus not good?" Ning Jue turned her head, asking Jing Yan with a puzzled look, her eyes filled with a pitiful expression.

Jie Zihui finished his shower, washing away the heavy scent of tobacco from his body, and returned to the bedroom to continue sleeping with Yun Duoduo.

Yun Feiyang held Jie Mingxi’s hands, backing away little by little as he led his younger sister into the villa to play. Once he reached school age, Yun Feiyang was eventually sent off to school.

I could only lament to myself, thinking that perhaps this was the fate of a matchmaker; since I could not settle this score now, I would definitely make up for it later.

Ouyang Feng was a top-tier lawyer; his intelligence was by no means something he could compare with. He had not expected the man’s swift and decisive style to be turned against him this time.

"Which country do you think that assassin is from?" Bai Jing spoke first. His gaze had not left Yue Qianqi for a moment—first out of habit, and second, because it was still a habit.

"Remember, if you encounter anything along the way, destroy all these letters. Do not let anyone get their hands on them," Yue Qianqi said sternly.

Chu Yaoping had told her something of his background and helplessness, but he had not told her the full situation, and she had never cared about such things.

Zi Bingxin leaned back in her chair, her mind filled with images of the pitch-black room and those dissected corpses.

"Sister Qian, since when did you get so shrewd? Did Brother Wang Jian teach you? You’re scaring me..." I said, looking pitiful.

Dapang was saying that the strength of the Galaxy White Deer was no less than its own or Bing Leng’s, and bringing it along would indeed be a great help. Furthermore, the area beneath this cavern was pitch black; the Galaxy White Deer could serve as their guide.

"Seize this opportunity to slaughter Jiangdong and capture their cities!" Gan Ning charged out first, and the troops behind him immediately roared as they launched their assault.

Setting aside the swift beasts charging forward and kicking up clouds of dust, the terrifying aura exuded by the dense army of millions from the Beast Prison behind them was enough to instantly overwhelm even the most impregnable fortress.

Regardless of Hu Liang’s status at Qingqiu Mountain, he was currently a guest invited by Zhu Tianpeng. Originally intending to thank him, if Old Zhu allowed others to berate him at the Jiuyuan Pavilion, where would his dignity be?

Fu Xi raised a brow slightly, thinking to himself that the parasite was well-hidden; it was truly not easy for others to notice it in such a black-and-white space.

They were Chunji of the Shaolin Temple, Lu Lingfeng and Lu Qing of the Taixu Palace, and several elders from other major sects.

The hunter stared at the village head and the veterinarian; the veterinarian stared at the village head and the hunter. The village head, the hunter, and the veterinarian—all three were staring at the other two.

The intelligence department of the Jintian Guard was handed over to Fa Zheng under Liu Yong’s orders. After all, Chen Dao was merely a martial artist; he continued to hold command over the military operations of this massive and terrifying machine known as the Jintian Guard, serving as his master’s protector alongside the White-Haired Army.

This team bypassed the monster and continued running toward the Ape Demon camp, encountering several Black Spider Kings along the way.

But after a loud bang, the prefect felt an indescribable pain sweep through his entire body. His body swayed, and he collapsed with a crash; blood overflowed from beneath him, staining the platform and dripping onto the ground.

If pain had levels, this agony was certainly at the peak, hovering constantly on the brink of shock.

But what I didn’t understand was, since this pockmarked face was one of North Camel Demon’s men, why would he want to come and cause trouble for me or smash up my shop?

Han Fei’s so-called promise of "no harm" was simply ridiculous. When Han Fei stopped caring about his own life, he was already hurting Honglian. Sometimes, while death is indeed tragic, the one left alive is the one who suffers the most.

After hearing her words, Mo Shiwei’s mood suddenly became complicated. After all, she didn’t know this person called Shen Lang; she hoped he wasn’t a swindler just trying to amuse himself at her expense.

The next day, when poor Conan finally woke up from Zoe’s sleeping pills, he found that everything seemed to be over.

It appeared that this sheep was very familiar with the others, which made Mei Sanniang even more certain of the sheep’s origin.

Upon hearing this, Mei Sanniang immediately wiped away the tears she had managed to squeeze out; if she didn’t agree soon, she wouldn’t know what to do.

Zhu Qijun’s gaze swept back and forth over the map of the Great Ming territory one last time before he sat back on the daybed, his thoughts gradually drifting away from the disputes in the imperial court earlier that day.

Lin Cuilan’s heart sank; in this world, as long as there is money, anything can happen.

One must know that he was now a master at the ninth level of the Martial Artist realm; once he increased his combat power by a few levels, who else would be his opponent besides a Martial Venerable?

"..." Lin Yifeng had originally intended to offer an explanation, but in the end, he could only offer a helpless, bitter smile. He waved at Shangguan Ling and turned to leave the Red Pavilion.

"Husband, Yan’er has something on her mind, but I don’t know..." Cai Yan stopped in her tracks and asked. At this, the attending maids immediately moved forward, increasing the distance between the two. Sometimes, in wealthy households, this was a means of self-protection; hearing something one shouldn't was never a good thing.

Alsop decided to set aside his arrogance for the time being. On one side was the person he respected most, and on the other was someone who appeared young but, as long as one wasn't blind, obviously had a limitless future. To continue acting haughty would truly be a sign of poor judgment.