Chapter 53: The Bride Must Pay Respects Before Leaving for Her Wedding

Xu Qi took a few deep breaths and pinched her injured fingertip, using the pain to steady her mind. It was very effective; she gradually began to pick up more sounds.

At this moment, she should be on a boat. Judging by the swaying motion, the boat was very small.

A small boat could not travel far. Although the surroundings were dim, there was still lively commotion about, which showed that she was most likely still within Huai'an City and not far from the docks.

However, which dock it was remained unknown. The villains perhaps...

As for the Jin County Committee's application to transfer prison cells, they would never approve it; they were simply waiting to watch the show.

Because this elderly Mr. Hao from the south also liked to order a few skewers of grilled meat from Dagang's Barbecue Stall and wash them down with some beer, they could be considered old acquaintances.

"That's right, folded space crises are bound to erupt, and if humanity wants to develop and explore the interior of folded spaces, it is also essential," Li Zhi nodded.

He suddenly realized that although this fellow Hei Zong seemed as cold as an iron bar, when it came to being shameless, words simply failed to describe him.

Mo Xiaosheng was extremely astonished. In an era dominated by firearms, someone was still using cold weapons—could it be that they did not want their life-or-death battle to be discovered?

"I suppose I'll have to go," Xiang Nan shook his head helplessly. In the dead of night, where was he supposed to find a Korean translator? Xiang Nan was truly in a difficult position.

One week later, the program aired. Although no major bombshells were dropped, compared to Jian Su's usual mysterious persona, this glimpse into her private life was more than enough to greatly satisfy her fans. Naturally, the viewership ratings soared, and the click rates on the website remained consistently high.

Hearing her mother describe her this way, A Ling's face flushed with a few more shades of red, making her look all the more endearing.

The practice of *labangtao* was not only employed by older men; it had also existed in the lives of a very few individuals, specifically used for a unique form of marital arrangement.

High-level fierce beasts possess intelligence rivaling that of humans, but one thing must be kept in mind: intelligence and experience are two entirely different things.

Never had he expected to witness this exact scene in a ravine where a bloody battle had truly taken place—what an ominous and baleful place! Village Chief Yao had told me earlier that the rumors of ghosts haunting Hawk Gulch originated from people seeing hundreds of thousands of troops marching here. Was this not precisely the very spectacle before my eyes?

The elderly man in the second stage of entry finally spoke, and as he did, he withdrew his oppressive aura, giving Long Tian a chance to speak.

"Indeed!" Yin nodded. In truth, he quite agreed with Suli's method of teaching; the baby obediently adhered to the boundaries set by Suli. Yet, why did hearing the old master put it that way make him feel so terrified?

Since the club had been established, more or less, manpower and similar issues naturally became matters of paramount importance.

"..." Yin was left speechless. Why did everything sound like a merchant's creed? He lowered his head and took a bite of the fish. At the first taste, it was somewhat salty, but the meat was firm. Upon tasting it again, there was a hint of sweetness, and the crispy, savory fish skin was just as Suli had described—perfect for whetting the appetite when one had no taste for food.

A gleam of fierce light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes as he forcefully shoved off his own clothes, and then pressed Princess Li down onto the ground.

This request was entirely reasonable. Not only did it give the Archmages willing to lend a hand a place to contribute their strength, but it also significantly lowered the risks Rody faced in carrying out his mission.

A chill ran through my entire body—this old fox truly harbored murderous intent! Yet I believed that, entirely apart from any consideration of saving lives, the Huang family would never allow this He Qiao'er to leave this day alive.

Ye Jintang asked him to write any single character he pleased on a piece of paper, and after a moment of thought, the middle-aged man wrote the character for "Fortune."

Upon hearing this, Madame Sheng was incensed by Steward Huang's actions. No wonder every year they claimed the harvest was poor and failed to deliver the proper amount of grain; it turned out he had been bullying the subordinates and currying favor above, squeezing them mercilessly all the while.

The powerful figures who had been bathed in the light all changed color, for they discovered that their spiritual power seemed to have grown much more refined and condensed at that very moment.