Volume 1, Chapter 23: Chasing the Old Lady with a Bucket of Night Soil

Old Lady Tian felt triumphant when she saw Wu Xingxue and his companion back down.

"Some high-level ability users they are, what a load of rubbish."

Wu Xingxue pushed through the crowd and bolted straight toward the public restroom twenty meters away.

Old Lady Tian burst into loud laughter, "I only said a couple of things to her, and she’s already resorting to a 'urine escape'!"

It was a sincere feeling; after all, if Li Yan hadn't lent him the money back then, he might not have been able to recover his senses.

She bit her lower lip. Although the situation had not yet spiraled out of control, their disheveled state was enough to cause a misunderstanding with Song Yanyi.

However, this was enough. Within a year, or perhaps just a few months, all of his subordinates would be able to step into the Body Tempering Realm.

He noticed Jiang Yu’s complexion was paler than before, though Jiang Yu would never tell him that this was deliberately faked.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. A plan formed in his mind, and he remained motionless, feigning that his acupuncture points were still sealed.

The military advisor embellished his account of Lu Yu'an’s wrongdoings. The bearded man was already furious that their camp had been discovered, and upon hearing the advisor's words, his expression turned abruptly grim.

Catching a glimpse of the Crown Prince’s gaze resting on Mu Shuangyin, she exchanged a glance with Nanny Yan, her smile deepening.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ling was slightly startled. She stared blankly at Long Xingyu’s back, a surge of warmth flowing through her heart.

Otherwise, those people would track him down sooner or later. After all, he was the one who had sent Young Master Du to the gates of hell; although he hadn't done it with his own hands, the death was indeed the result of his machinations.

Huo Yixin was not worried about the 50,000 yuan advertising fee, for he held two paper-based advertising cards in his hand.

The walk they had originally planned was completely disrupted by Old Liang's sudden visit. After dinner, the family of three took a short walk through the hospital's greenery area. Upon returning, Zheng Baina began to watch Bai Shu run on the treadmill.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became restless. That inexplicable sense of loss kept festering in his chest. Even when passing colleagues greeted him, he was so dazed he didn't notice them. Just then, he seemed to hear someone calling his name from behind.

"Hey, wait..." Zhao Ji raised his hand, wanting to call back Zhang Bao, who had turned and walked away at the slightest disagreement. But then he thought, even if he stopped the angry Zhang Bao now, he wouldn't apologize to the officials, and if the situation escalated, it would be even harder to resolve. He had no choice but to let Zhang Bao leave.

The two gold-skinned individuals felt their strength waning. Seeing the beam of light rushing toward them, their expressions changed drastically. They desperately halted their charge and mobilized the power of their internal void to distort space, attempting to bend the light beam and evade it.

Su Hang found it somewhat incredible. He looked at Wan Ziyan, who was sitting on the ground, and it seemed he was no longer in any serious trouble.

Su Hang couldn't help but marvel that Wan Ziyan’s backpack was like a bottomless pit; he had carried such heavy items all the way without uttering a word of complaint.

"If it’s not for money, then what is it for? Implanting something into the body—the body will instinctively reject it. Is he throwing his life away?" Bai Xiao didn't know much about gestation pouches, but the mere thought of implanting something into the body felt fraught with danger.

After the two members of Wanhua Piaoxiang finished speaking, they sat cross-legged at the entrance of the hall, one on each side. Seeing this, Xue Xingran was overjoyed.

As the two adults traded barbs and prepared for conflict, five or six-year-old Liu Zhiguo took advantage of the distraction to untie the large dog’s leash, and the dog came bounding over happily.

The tribal chiefs tried to toast Ji Ze together, but they couldn't get him drunk; instead, the chiefs themselves became tipsy, struggling even to walk.

Jaina and Arthas were childhood sweethearts and intimate friends who knew each other perfectly well. Of course, she understood Arthas's character—otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen for him—but for now, she still harbored a "knot" in her heart regarding his actions.