Chapter 131: Hope

Zhao An fell silent and muttered, "But that woman clearly doesn't like me; she likes Shu Yiming. Why are you asking me to get involved in this mess?"

"Get involved? Lin Peishi's background is not as simple as you think! While her father is a nobody—at best, a minor wealthy merchant—her mother is a mysterious figure!..."

Meanwhile, Yun Jianchen was still struggling to walk through the deep snow, which further convinced Wang Yue that Yun Jianchen had lost his sanity and had been reduced to a walking corpse.

I had known for a long time that my grandmother wouldn't last many more days, but when she truly stopped breathing, the grief in my heart was still unbearable. I don't know how long I sat in that hospital room, until her body turned cold and stiff, and was taken away by the hospital staff.

To be honest, if Fu Yao'er weren't Fu Yeqing's sister, I wouldn't be in such a difficult position. No matter what I do, it feels wrong. Being a sister-in-law is hard; all I can do is try to keep her spirits up and prevent Huo Sicheng from coming to stir up trouble.

Tao Di felt a headache every time she saw the number. She hung up, but the caller kept dialing again. After repeating this several times, she simply added Shi Xinyu's number to her blacklist.

Han Jiangshui had such a high opinion of Bing Gu; it seemed that this Bing Gu was truly no simple character.

During this conversation of repentance, Li Qing took a total of three kicks from Mu Rou'er. Even years later, when Li Qing recalled that peculiar sensation, he still found it incredibly stinging yet satisfying.

Hearing these words, the two Immortal Venerable-level experts wished they could cover their faces and find a crack in the ground to crawl into. How were they supposed to respond to that?

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Yin Liusu raised an eyebrow, a hint of realization dawning on her. This was a sign that Lu Yucheng was starting to pick a fight.

"These two crazy girls, they don't even consider their own status," Han Xing said with a laugh and a scolding tone.

The bomber roughly calculated the orientation of the enemy positions, then proceeded to drop one bomb every 80 meters from west to east, unhurriedly.

He grew up to be a tall, dark, and stout man. He gathered a gang of bandits at Mt. Zulai and became quite powerful. The government troops tried to suppress them several times but failed, eventually having to offer him amnesty. Liu Xianzhou first served as a police chief in the provincial capital, but after plotting to take his superior's position, he was dismissed. He then went to the Ningyang-Wenshang area to rally his men and return to his old trade.

Hua Lei returned after dusting off his hands. Wu Yong was left dumbfounded. How could this happen? A captain of the Imperial Guard, a man with exceptional martial arts skills, had been knocked down by Hua Lei with a single brick.

Business was slow at the Chao Family Village restaurant today, with only about thirty guests. There were the Wang family from Xinyang, the Li family from Dulonggang, the Chai family from Cangzhou, the Lu family from Daming Prefecture, as well as major merchants from Yanzhou, Xuzhou, and Yishui.

As for Wang Xiu'e, she was also so exhausted that she closed her eyes. People say that one speaks the truth after drinking; in reality, one also speaks the truth in a semi-conscious state. She was truly tired and needed to rest.

"Forget it, you old stubborn mule. Ling Yan was driven out of the Ling family by you lot ages ago. Old Man Su greeting you is giving you face, hahahaha." Just then, the space beside Su Qiufeng distorted, and another white-haired elder stepped out, laughing heartily.

The white-bearded old man in the red cotton-padded jacket walked toward the two of them, greeting them enthusiastically and introducing himself as Santa Claus. His face wore such a kind smile that it was impossible to feel any aversion toward him.

Leng Feng let out a long breath. At present, only the City Lord's residence was guarded by more than a dozen high-level martial artists. Everywhere else was no longer a challenge for him. The guards had been slaughtered, and as for the ordinary servants, would they even be worth a second thought?

As time passed, one precious auction item after another was claimed. During this period, Leng Feng and his companions were purely spectators and did not participate in the bidding. The two of them enjoyed the fruits provided by the auction house in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.