Volume 1, Chapter 30: A Thorn in the Side

"Did Miss Shi give her consent?"

Shi Jing lifted his eyelids slightly and chuckled. "She cannot stop me."

"If anyone dares to touch my sister, they had better be prepared to be hunted down and destroyed by me."

Meng Tingfeng nodded. Family, as expected, was Shi Jing's ultimate bottom line and his greatest vulnerability. Having lost their parents in their youth, the siblings had grown up clinging to each other; the bond between them was far from the fragile, brittle connection she shared with Meng Xueyi and Meng Yuhong. Now that Shi Zilu had revealed the truth herself, Liu Xiayang’s fate would surely be grim.

"Have you already tracked him down?" she asked.

"Why would I need to lower myself to find him? It would only dirty my hands and leave me reeking of filth." Shi Jing once again assumed the haughty air of the Chancellor...

His tongue easily pried open her pearly teeth, then began to roam at will, dominating the honey-sweet citadel within.

He had intended to borrow money to repay a portion first, but he never expected his son to embark on such an absurd path.

"If the Marquis does not wish to go to the main hall, I shall take him to the side hall to rest," Feng Qi said, leading him toward the side wing.

Lan Fei sat motionless, his expression barely shifting, save for the slight deepening of the mockery at the corners of his mouth. Facts spoke louder than words.

"Hey! Hei Siyu! Go deal with that uncle!" Su Yihua called out from where she sat.

Cheng Ruoqing bit her lip. "Thank you, Senior Brother. I’ll be going now." She walked toward her desk, carrying her things with a look of aggrieved endurance.

In the silence, someone’s grip loosened; with a loud clang, a weapon fell to the ground.

The assistant who received the notice was stunned. Never had they heard of a high-fashion brand suddenly retracting a gown sponsored for a celebrity.

Although Grand Duke Howard had promised to keep him safe, the fear in her bones would not dissipate, much like how the memory of his car accident left her unable to even mention the subject to this day.

I cried for a while before lowering my hands. The man in the plaid shirt remained seated across from me, watching me with a thoughtful expression.

Lu Manxi remained in a deep slumber. The doctor explained that it was due to the high dosage she had ingested, but thankfully, she had been discovered in time, and there should be no lasting harm.

"It does need to be moved up. Lin Yuwei is likely making her own moves lately," Zhou Ye agreed with a nod.

"It’s not coldness; it’s just that I’ve always felt she has nothing to do with me. Besides, I had heard about her before; school bullying has always existed. So, I’m not surprised." That was Shen Jin—kind to everyone on the surface, but in truth, he held no one in his heart.

Mo Yun jue could not afford to hesitate. He ripped back the quilt to find her nearly naked body swathed in layers of gauze. Old wounds had split open, and… although her chest was also tightly wrapped, three claw marks remained exposed, looking jarringly prominent.

Of course, whatever you wish to do, whoever you wish to speak to, go forth bravely. Do not leave yourself with regrets.

Chen Jiran looked at Wang Zhen’s outstretched hand, hesitating for a moment before offering a perfunctory shake.

Sure enough, the moment Murong Yu leaped into the air, a powerful binding force suddenly enveloped Nangong Li.

The Liu family of Huazhou City was not to be outdone; they summoned generals and elite troops from the northern Shaanxi border to arrive and conduct joint training with the local suppression forces.

To persist for decades as if it were a single day—regardless of the outcome, such spirit is worthy of admiration. He decided that if the opportunity arose, he would partner with old Han to vigorously support his agarwood cultivation.

"Enough talk! Prepare to die!" The ascended Von Strabb suddenly lunged at Lagmanges, delivering a punch straight to his chest.

Everything was to enter military management, so everyone had to return to their rooms after the horn sounded.

"If you wish to eat, then by all means, eat your fill! For this is your last meal." Sensing the special magic insects draining the magic energy from the formation he had constructed with Envoy magic, Dulu couldn't help but laugh wildly, pressing his hand to the center of the array.

At this moment, Zhongzong watched the palace doors close and finally breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Since this conflict could not be avoided, it was better to fight to the bitter end than to let the empire fall into the hands of outsiders.

"Hmph, I have nothing to say." Hearing his nonsensical words, she chose to remain silent; perhaps that was her only remaining chance at survival.

"Wang Fang, hand the child to me." I took baby Wang Qing into my arms, left the sofa, and paced the living room to soothe him.

Yet, these two had decided to stay behind to hold off the disciples of the Haoyang Sect and the Heavenly Yin Gate. Such character and courage moved Gu Yun.

On the grassland, a bright moon lit the night sky. Below, the plants were covered in countless tiny, shimmering specks. Lin Yue couldn't see them clearly, but he knew none of these things were real.

Zhu Qiansheng said no more, simply drinking incessantly. Liu Ming could see her low spirits, but he was no therapist and felt no need to offer empty comfort.

Lin Jiufeng’s downward strike was an act of shattering technique with raw power—a simple, textbook "Mountain Splitting" strike.

The bitterness in her heart had nowhere to go. Without realizing it, tears streaked her face. The salt in the tears irritated her sensitive skin, which had only just begun to heal, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She just wanted to let her emotions run wild, or she truly feared she would fall into a deep depression.

He prepared to retaliate, but Sang Zi’s eyes were unfocused, as if she were unconscious; he risked hurting her if he fought back.

"This..." I fished another business card from my pocket: Hu Ergou, Chairman of Beihai Tiangou Information Co., Ltd.

"In that case, you should try Lin Han’s medicinal diet first. If that doesn't work, then go to the hospital!" Zhou Pingquan nodded with a serious expression.

He walked slowly to the table, sat down with ease, picked up the tea Sang Zi had poured, and took a gentle sniff.

However, to the disappointment of both, while there were still sounds, no more words were spoken. Silence reigned until the sound of deep sleep drifted from the other side once more.

After he left, a landslide occurred, shearing half the mountain peak in two. Rocks rained down from the sky, and everyone fled the scene immediately.

The door slammed shut with a heavy thud, yet it brought an unexpected calm to Sha Zhen. She hadn't even processed the events of last night before seeing Diao Han again. The items left on the coffee table left her bewildered. Based on her understanding of Diao Han, he should have loathed her to the core—so why had he come to buy things for her?