Chapter 109: The Outgoing Fangfang Has Fallen in Love

Wang Junjie and his group watched as Cao Bin walked over, carefully inspecting everything from front to back.

“This fellow looks to be in his twenties, right? What does he do? Could he be one of the old zookeepers from this wildlife park?”

“That’s entirely possible. Otherwise, why would he care so much about these beasts…”

Even if he were a prince, they wouldn’t pay him any mind; after all, he wasn’t Emperor Dayu. Why should they bother with him?

She worried that the so-called “Heaven's Favored One” of the Church, whose reputation was said to be high, might notice something amiss. Rather than weaving an illusion, she used her magic to cloud his judgment, making him utterly convinced of what he saw.

Perhaps Jiang Tao was more suspicious than most; as soon as he saw the two-headed leader, he sensed something was off, though he couldn’t say exactly what. In such circumstances, he dared not act rashly.

The old man smiled and said, “I am Zhang Ji, styled Zhongjing, and have shared some friendship with Hua Tuo. Recently I heard that Hua Tuo has pioneered the caesarean section, so I came today to see it for myself.” Hua Tuo was an expert in surgery, while Zhang Zhongjing was renowned for internal medicine. Yet when it came to medical matters, Liu Zhang understood little.

An honest, impoverished man from the mountains, blessed with a virtuous wife and an obedient child. Now that his child had found someone, what more could he ask for?

“He’ll like it. If anything goes wrong, just say I ordered it,” Banxia replied earnestly.

“Songge, arrange for me to meet him. I’ll persuade him,” Banxia said, her gaze unwavering with determination.

Her accent was clearly distinct from the locals of Tomb-Raiding Village—carrying the flavor of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and the sea islands.

She watched as the burly man fell with wide eyes, his face drained of color, yet her own expression remained icy and emotionless, chilling to behold.

The junior palace master paused, gripping Banxia’s hand as a sudden tremor ran through her. Banxia immediately sensed it and looked up, only to see her pale as paper, gazing at Master Yang Yu with terror in her eyes, as if facing a stranger—or recalling something from the past.

Inside the shop, a door led directly to the back. The courtyard was spacious, paved paths, flowers, and greenery artfully arranged.

Thus, she discovered Hongqi Corporation, learned it was founded by members of the ancient martial clan, and devised a plan, issuing a mission for Nightfall to carry out.

She rarely submitted, allowing him to lead her all the way to the carriage. Only when she felt the warmth inside did she come to herself again.

Unfortunately, this was a boundless desert, not solid ground. No matter how Charlotte ran, her speed lagged behind. Worse still, her feet left a trail of footprints in the sand, exposing her location.

Her mother dragged her out against her will; before leaving, she glanced back at her father, whose eyes already betrayed a hint of panic.

I was speechless; everything had spiraled out of my control. If I could, I’d wish we could go back to how we were—carefree, crying and laughing together.

Although Wen Ruixiu’s tone and expression remained unchanged, Tie Rou sensed the reproach beneath his words. It was strange: he’d never blamed her for failing to graduate after three years, so could her father truly be worried about her?

No, I absolutely couldn’t let it be eaten. With this thought, I rushed forward to drive it away; if it ate it, what would I do? I was still waiting for it to ripen to pick!

So I could only close my eyes; darkness enveloped my vision, and the grip on my shoulder felt especially strong.

The casino owner, seeing Yin Qingyu, silently cursed and hurried forward with a sycophantic smile: “Second Young Master, greetings! What brings you here today?”