Chapter 53

It was one thing for Zhou Tai to lose to Zhou Cang on his own side, as Zhou Tai was simply at a disadvantage due to his underwater combat skills being inferior to Zhou Cang's.

Although Liang Xiao suggested making alternative arrangements, Chen Nuo insisted firmly, feeling that it would be a waste to leave that empty house vacant. Since everything was already prepared and renovated, why not have them move out there? It happened to come in handy right at this moment.

Who could fail to understand the implication behind those words? It was simply that Madam Meng doted on He Juan far too excessively. After getting married, He Yan felt something was amiss and intended to set things right alongside Zhang Chuntao, but they were obstructed by Madam Meng. This even caused He Juan to harbor resentment toward He Yan and Zhang Chuntao, which was why those remarks were uttered.

Guan Xiaoming clenched his fists anxiously, and five minutes after Guan Yi departed, he stepped out of the office.

Sensing her emotional fluctuations, the white cat leaped agilely into her arms and rubbed its furry ears against her cheek.

Seeming to notice Lu Zhengyang's gaze, the beautiful elder sister generously flashed a smile toward him as well.

In the end, she could not help emphasizing a couple of times how formidable her yet-to-be-wed sister-in-law truly was, noting that the table smashed into pieces was still piled up in the kitchen.

"The Southern District is a prime example." Guan Yi did not argue, but instead stated his perspective.

Su Jin explained everything to the group, including the possibility that Ji Yue might have been poisoned, as well as the conjecture that Mao Qiqi was most likely taken away by him.

At this moment, Zhang Yan kept calculating. Since the Fire-Swallowing Beast could detect him, the Blazing Fire Wyrm certainly must have discovered him too. At the very least, the Fire-Swallowing Beast had given him a warning, whereas this Blazing Fire Wyrm clearly harbored no benevolent intentions.

Lost in thought, he sighed softly, transformed into a bolt of lightning that flew straight out through the skylight, and vanished without a trace, leaving this grand hall to sink back into profound silence.

With immense tenderness, Huang Yan let out a heavy sigh, which unexpectedly startled Hongxiu awake from her deep sleep.

King Qing! A name suddenly flashed into his mind. That fellow was a member of the imperial family, so it would not do to drive him into a corner just yet. Presumably, the account books were kept in Liu Zhao's bedchamber; he would go and investigate first.

"Haha, Ling Qian, this is the supreme martial art of my Ji family. No matter how formidable your mind power or your mental techniques may be, it is utterly impossible for you to strike me." Ji Wen's laughter echoed from all directions, making it impossible for Ling Qian to discern Ji Wen's true location.

Su You pondered slightly and instantly made a decision: swallowing too much at once makes it difficult to chew, so it is better to take it one bite at a time.

Following three consecutive days of primordial spirit entanglement, the Jade-Eyed Tiger Shark became entirely certain that, apart from Li Xu and his companions breaking in, no other formidable enemies had appeared. Thus, its mind grew much more at ease, and it began plotting measures to reverse its unfavorable situation and ultimately turn defeat into victory.

Naturally, as the designated guardian beast of the empire, the disappearance of the Golden Behemoth was also a matter of utmost importance to them.

Through the glass, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the window, flashing past in an instant. I knew that figure belonged to Han Ruoyun; she had come to see me off.

Struck squarely by Zhang Ye's formidable fist, the bull-eagle—larger than a wild ox and possessed of a body as tough as iron—howled in wretched agony as it tumbled backward, losing at least half of its feathers.

After all, apart from Liu Shuyun, the only other person who wished to see her make a fool of herself was this old hag, seeing as she and Liu Shuyun were birds of a feather.

Yet the moment he laid eyes on Shen Qingyi, Shi Shisheng was nearly frightened out of his wits into a shriek.

Shen Qingyi cast a gentle glance downward, and the pools of bright red blood on the ground came into view once more, causing another buzzing sensation in her brain.

Now, several years had passed, and despite Senior Brother Shi's formidable abilities, he still had found no solution, which inevitably reminded She Zijiang of his own disciple.

Even Zou Ye would be subjected to suggestions planted by Bailong using the Tyrant King's Ring through his puppet avatar, directly imprinting themselves deep within the soul of his original body.

Mother Feng methodically retrieved a pair of slippers and set out Lin Yiqing's coat in accordance with proper etiquette, casting an inscrutable gaze at the pair before retreating into the kitchen.

Could it be her birthday? Shen Qingyi rapidly shook her head, dismissing the absurd notion, yet her hand, acting of its own accord, punched in the numbers representing her birthday.

Even if the Empress could understand and empathize with Qiu Tian, she could not allow Qiu Tian to risk incurring the Emperor's wrath just to secure this death-exempt medallion. In the days ahead, every single arbitrary decision made by the Sovereign would be weighed purely on the basis of his fluctuating moods of joy and sorrow.

Before he even had time to retract his double swords, Fang Qingran was startled to feel a dark shadow lunge forward and wrap its arms tightly around him.

It would be ideal for making a refreshing, appetizing, and endlessly lingering tea-scented chicken. Unfortunately, it could only be used to brew Biluochun tea now.

Anxious though Zeng Yi was, in order to maintain that favorable impression, he still went off to drink with Chang Yuchun.

Lacking any clues whatsoever, Zeng Yi hurriedly contacted the other three brothers, hoping they could help brainstorm some ideas. The eldest and third brothers were completely useless types whose brains simply failed to turn, leaving only the fourth brother to offer any viable suggestions.

Yi Benchu and Yan Shouyi were like two Mountains of Five Elements weighing down upon him, not to mention that above Yan Shouyi stood Guo Zhongzhou.

Whenever Zeng Yi witnessed these top-tier experts of the Shaolin Temple, he could not help marveling at the profound foundation of the sect. At the same time, he found the ambitions of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Qingcheng Sect, and others utterly laughable; relying solely on those sects, even with actual imperial backing, shaking the status of the Shaolin Temple would take nothing less than several decades.

Even if the Persian Empire truly dispatched a force numbering in the hundreds of thousands to besiege this city, the Central Plains army would have nothing to fear. Having already gained complete mastery over maritime supremacy, the Central Plains forces, upon receiving word, could reinforce this naval port at any moment via their fleet.

Jiang Xiuming's body was already reacting. Because he was pressed tightly against Ha Ji-won, she could feel it clearly.

Ha Ji-hoon then strode to the center of the stage and performed a slightly demanding street dance. Upon finishing, he swept a provocative gaze toward Jiang Xiuming and Kwon Ji-yong.

The greater the urgency, the greater the chaos. With a slip of her foot, she almost took a tumble. Just then, a taxi pulled to a halt, displaying an "empty" sign. Chai Kejing shouted out loudly and started to move toward it, only to freeze in place.

Recalling the instructions given by Yijieda before her departure, Octavia directed her gaze toward the direction of the Daogong Building in Shanghai.

The next day, Zeng Yi logged on early, before the sky had even grown light. In the past, everyone in the dungeon would certainly have been fast asleep at this hour, but today, they were all sitting on the ground full of high spirits, not a single one dozing off.