Chapter 22: The Man Was Displeased and Decided to Discipline Her

“Ali, what are you talking about?”
Qin Caiyi hurriedly pulled Ali back, feeling that her question was too abrupt, and said, “Mr. Song’s family is harmonious and happy; there’s no such thing as a missing or separated younger sister.”
“Is that so?”
Ali, upon hearing this, looked a bit embarrassed...

In the next instant, his body became solemn and majestic like a Buddha statue in a temple, his skin turning the golden hue of a Buddha’s gilded form.

Ever since Jiang Yiyun’s father, Jiang Guangqi, was demoted by Qin Yi to a sinecure as a deputy director, this father and son pair had kept a low profile for several years.

He was somewhat anxious; Mu Chen had already agreed to cooperate with Anjiang, and if that was the case, it would run counter to his own decision.

Ye Xi spoke awkwardly to Ye Yan. In fact, she thought that, given all she and Xie Ning had been through together, their relationship could be considered forged in life and death; talking about such topics shouldn’t be offensive.

“Comrade Liang Lu from the Development Zone, Li Sanbao from the Party School, and Qian Zhiping from the Development Zone’s Department of Land and Resources Planning,” Zou Mingyi said calmly.

Having suddenly gone from a blazing inferno to a silent, enclosed space, Fu Minghui did not feel any relief; on the contrary, her fear only grew.

Pei Hongqing was choosing weapons; he casually picked up one that was easy to carry, loaded a magazine, and tucked it at his waist and back.

The third floor wasn’t too high or too low, so with the elevator available, the players simply chose to take it.

Lu Xu had only made a few things today: he set up the cake for the Zong family, and, as an apology, also gifted them a box of thumb-sized cookies.

As for Xia Qinghou saying he accompanied the Ghost Mother to Jiangnan because something had happened there—Liu Jixing naturally knew this was the result of Xie Zhi’s machinations.

Many believed Liu Jixing was willing to marry Wang Yu because of the Wang family’s influence in Xingwang Mansion, as well as Wang Yu’s own talents. Just like the Chen family nowadays, that was the reason for Liu Jixing’s efforts to win them over. Only by gathering more such powerful families would the court attract greater talent.

Everyone at Moon God Peak was a top expert of the demon world; they could all see this clearly. The Demon Emperor was indeed testing the waters, and although he had held back, he still possessed supreme might. Now it remained to be seen how long Xiao Yu could endure.

Not only that, but he also, like a gambler who had lost everything, unleashed his trump cards hidden at the very bottom of his chest.

It must be said that having spatial magic was truly convenient. Lin Yang was obviously at the Twin Pagoda Monastery, yet with a single step, he pierced through layers of space, and in the blink of an eye, arrived at the Western Sea Dragon Palace.

At a glance, one might mistake it for a legendary celestial artifact, transcendent and otherworldly, completely at odds with the bloody, pungent pool beneath it.

It was nothing more than a clumsy “honey trap”—even if Gu Jin Xing had really “fallen” for it, as a man, what did he have to lose? At worst, bring her inside and keep her in the back courtyard. The Gu family could certainly afford to support an idle person.

Of course, this also owed much to his innate talents, which were more than sufficient to recommend a soldier of general rank at the Earth tier—not the kind of dead wood that couldn’t be carved.

But now, although Xiao Yu had only broken through one layer of vortex, the demon experts distinctly felt a sense of loss.

Lin Chou was speechless. “Big sister, just look at my place: picturesque mountains and clear waters, birds singing, a riot of blooming flowers.”

Flakes of snow drifted in the void. The Zhuge family of Nanyang was tense; though the banquet was set, there was not a trace of festivity.

Everyone knew that Lawyer Jiang was Mu Li’s personal counsel, so if anything happened between them, everyone would see it, and they themselves would feel awkward. It would have been different if no one knew Lawyer Jiang.

After leaving the courthouse, I took a deep breath, finally settling old scores. Just as I was about to suggest we all go out for a hearty meal, I saw Zou Zichen walking over from the parking lot, waving at us.