Chapter 89

With the emperor rendered powerless, Xia Meng grew increasingly lawless, disregarding the country’s laws entirely. She had begun to issue imperial edicts in place of the emperor, and all across Xia, forces rose up in chaos.

The following morning, the men sent to search for Wang Fan returned with news: last night, the prince had brought an assassin into the manor, causing a great commotion. Eventually, the assassin was captured and locked away.

Afterward, Chu Feng sought out Zhong Yuan to discuss ways to treat Xia Xinglan. Feng Yue Rong and Xue’er, too troubled to cultivate, sat beside a pool, both weighed down by their worries.

As we walked halfway to our destination, we saw crowds gathered ahead, as if watching some spectacle.

When he saw us approach, the so-called “Tang Zhihang” was visibly surprised, but with his mouth sealed by tape, he could utter no word.

“All right, I’ve accepted this reality. You mean, as long as I wave this flag, I’ll return to the Yang family?” Yang asked.

In this part of the city, the halls were nearly empty, for it was not a living room but more like a reception desk—a place of administration.

No one understood quite how it happened, but suddenly, I found myself sharing an apartment with Cao Peng.

“Third Prince” Leon Napoleon was Agatha Ifar Napoleon’s younger brother. His most notable trait was his short stature! Though he wielded a long spear and a circular shield, carrying himself with all the airs of a Third Prince, his height was a fatal flaw—at best, he resembled a childhood Nezha.

The three waiting at the door saw Wang Feng rush out, and Isilien generously scattered tequila across the ground, cloaking everyone’s figures in a haze.

Cao Pi, Cao Zhi, and other brothers; as the eldest son, Cao Ang cherished his siblings deeply.

After four or five seconds, the dizziness faded. She lifted her leg and continued toward the front of the car.

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It had to be admitted that losing the first match to Class B in the afternoon was a serious blow to morale.

Let Xun You ponder this issue later; compared to Jia Xu, Xun You was more adept at such matters.

“Then why aren’t you eating?” Gu Ziyue took a moist towel, wiped the corner of her mouth, and asked.

Lu Ci’s heart skipped at her expression. She patted her chest several times to calm herself. She was about to strike up a conversation with Bai Zhi, but Bai Zhi appeared wholly absorbed in her studies, signaling not to be disturbed. Lu Ci, embarrassed, could only pull out her phone and play quietly.

That day, Song He went to Tang Group, under the pretense of seeking investment, intending to find Bai Zhi. He didn’t find his cousin, but instead encountered Tang Xiao, who was crestfallen from failing to locate her own target.

Wang Feng stared down the minotaurs until each hung their head in guilt. Clearly, they knew Wang Feng spoke the truth, though they wished not to admit it.

Jiang Chengce’s heart broke at the sound. Zhang Mengxi’s moth-to-flame devotion completely moved him, stirring in him fierce protectiveness and possessiveness.

Thus, he remained chairman, with Nangong Yu appointed as CEO. Jiang Chengce and Nangong Han would continue to compete and restrain each other—perhaps the best arrangement.

He snatched the fan from Qi Shaofan’s hand and tossed it aside. Qi Shaofan nearly lost her temper and was about to pull out her hairpin to deal with him then and there, but restrained herself—beating him would be too easy.

Stomping her foot, shaking the wooden floor, He Qingfan lingered on the eighty-first floor, unable to decide.

Ran Luoxue descended, staring fixedly at the crystal ball. In the vast room, nothing else could capture her gaze.

Those fleeing for their lives could not care what lay behind, all running desperately in Ji Wei’s direction. But unlike Ji Wei, they bore heavy burdens and weighed more; their feet, trapped in the mud, moved with great difficulty at every step.

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Above all, the twin spirit serpents’ hatred was focused on Raincoat Fairy. As a Miao, Qu Qingli’s tolerance for poisonous insects and snakes was beyond ordinary understanding; he gazed tenderly at the Frostflame Twin Spirit Serpents as if they were precious treasures.

Three minutes of eerie silence passed. Only when half the tea in Feng Yimo’s cup was gone did he state his purpose.

Faced with the steward’s look, Xing Xiaosen felt not a shred of guilt, only coldness in his gaze.

Huo Qi took a long while to recover, breathing heavily, seeming older than ever.

After Chen Xue spoke, Chen Xiaoxiao’s calm eyes met Chen Wangsheng’s without a trace of fear; she reached out her hand.

Sanli Stone Fence lay outside Shangjing City, with mountains and fields but poor crops, and over time fewer people bothered with it.

Thanks to Xie Yan’s generous gifts, Meng Xingluan gladly agreed to his request.

She paused, her eyes flashing, and pulled Ye Meilan aside. “Sister-in-law, you’re right. The younger generation’s marriages should be left to them. But as elders, we must still keep an eye out.”

Bo Zili and Song Nanzhu, without speaking, became a wall of flesh, blocking Meng Jin’an’s approach to Meng Xingluan.

Hearing Jin Xiangyu’s words, Su Yuhan pursed her lips. The passenger seat was dirty? With Jin Xiangyu’s meticulous nature, it was impossible his car would be so filthy no one could sit; he was just seeking an excuse for not letting her sit there.

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