Chapter 48: What You Fear Most Happens Most

"It wasn't me! I absolutely didn't do such a thing! Truly!"
Leaving Pan Ji behind and stepping out of the Banquet Restaurant, Bai Tingyi's hands fluttered like a cicada's wings, and his voice sounded much the same.
"Even if I were in a rush, I would take my chances and have a post station's fast horses take the official highway; there is no earthly reason for me to squeeze onto a salt boat! I don't know that pawnshop owner at all!"
"Alright, I know it wasn't you." Xu Qi felt a headache coming on from his noise, "Keep your voice down."
Although this pedantic scholar...

I don't know how to respond. My current situation is truly far from good; I am covered in wounds, I have just lost the person I love, I am wanted by the law, and countless charges await me to clear my name.
With a cold look in his eyes, Boss Dong coughed violently twice, grasped an eleventh-number mobile phone repair blade, and lunged at Lin Rui.
Cloud-chanting in the Pits would be fine, but almost every time she came up against Yuntu, she was left utterly defeated without ever gaining the upper hand, making her truly feel a bit apprehensive.
At the intersection of the highland, a tall, slender, wounded soldier walked in step by step with a blank expression. Though he said not a word, it was as if he caused the temperature of the entire highland to drop by several degrees abruptly. The green metal boots on his feet kept making a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound as they stepped on the floor, striking the heart like beating drums, heavy and soul-stirring.
"What?" Xuan Yuanche was clearly unwilling, and retorted, "The military tally is the only thing that can command the million elite troops of the Xuan Yuan State. How can you treat it as such child's play?"
"What are you talking about?" Master Winced changed his expression; what he despised most was disrespecting elders, and the fat man's behavior clearly touched his bottom line once again.
The third "collecting newcomer" that Ma Jiming had his eyes on was also originally a very suitable candidate—Guo Lingxi from the Singapore Guo family.
At this moment, for him to still be willing to speak a word on my behalf, I was already endlessly grateful, yet this single sentence seemed entirely incapable of moving Chen Shi'an and the others.
In the darkness, I struggled to find Wu Shuxue's figure, relying on instinct to tightly grasp her hand. Her hand was so ice-cold, and her body trembled incessantly.
Everything had been going well, with plans to dismiss the Lin family woman, but somehow someone in the teahouse recalled a fallen Lin family in Suzhou, and the crowd began to discussing it animatedly.
Looking back, this seemed to be the most peaceful sleep he had experienced in the past three years—without relying on medicine or hypnosis, simply because of Shuman's presence.
"Eh? Didn't they say we were waiting for the headquarters leaders here together? How come she hasn't returned after so long? Could something have come up temporarily?" Fang Zheng naturally could not imagine that Qi Weijun had met with another accident; the company was currently full of employees at work, and even if something happened, it would only be a temporary internal company matter.
"After returning, rest well first, and then go into deep seclusion. Do not waste the experiences of any lifetime within the Mirror of a Hundred Generations. If you encounter any confusion in your future cultivation, you can come directly to me." After putting down Bingyue, Ancestor Huoyun gave these parting instructions once again.
Lin Junyuan did not respond; his heart was only filled with worry that Fu Qiu might hurt herself carrying so many things. Usually, she couldn't even wring dry her laundry—where did she get such strength today? She must be extremely furious with him.
Shuman thought to herself, and instead of refusing further, she took the items directly from the man's hands, tied them over her eyes, and stuffed the earplugs into her ears.
Initially, Li's mother had only guessed that Wen Lian was being kept by Li Yu, and Mother Jiang had probed to understand the truth. Now that the internet reports made it so obvious, from the perspective of others, Li's mother seemed guilty of selling her son, yet she had truly never done such a thing.
When Su Qingqing saw this trending search, she felt somewhat on the verge of a breakdown. Right now, it seemed like the whole country was helping her find a man. She really couldn't understand if these people had nothing better to do. Hadn't she already been in retirement for three years, during which everyone had stopped paying much attention to her?
Looking at Tan Lisha's rounded belly, Fu Qiu truly felt envious. She had always looked forward to marrying Lin Junyuan and having children, but now she had no idea what to do.