Chapter 44: Not at All Like a Wife

The twentieth floor of the Starlight Tower houses Shengjing City's renowned panoramic night-view restaurant.

Guided by a waiter, Fu Luoning was led to a semi-private booth, right beside a floor-to-ceiling window offering a view of the bustling city skyline at night.

She had arrived early, twenty minutes ahead of schedule.

After browsing the menu and waiting a little while, Gu Linzhou arrived right on time.

Seeing that half the water in her glass remained, Gu Linzhou looked slightly surprised. "When did you get here?"

"At six-forty—"

The owner of Shengyuan Group, Qi Shengyuan, started out in water conservancy engineering and now generated an annual output value of over a billion.

When heading to Stone Mound, Shi Feng had been running for his life and paid no attention to the distance, only realizing how far the journey was upon returning home.

Baochun looked at her without a word, for she had no idea what this person intended by blocking her path here.

The child was born, and Baochun's belly had flattened. Having slept for a while, when she opened her eyes again, she was already on the bed in their bedroom, her body feeling considerably refreshed, presumably having been wiped down.

"No, that's not what I mean." Tang Jiayu wanted to gently remind her, but Li Yue purposely refused to take the bait.

It should have been Chen Jinnian on duty, but right as Oxygen was about to enter the door, Bai Dapeng came to take over the shift. It was at that exact moment that Chen Jinnian's DV clearly captured Bai Dapeng's reflection through the glass.

A furious roar erupted from the leader of the cavalry commanders, and immediately afterward, the sound of bowstrings twanging continuously echoed from atop the city wall. Arrows transformed into a torrential rain, pouring down first.

Inside, however, the tables and chairs were all made of natural wood, surrounded entirely by blooming white magnolias. Although it was the depths of winter, the room was filled with a cozy warmth, making one feel as if it were the third month of spring, with flowers blossoming in brilliant splendor.

Seeing Mengran go out, Li Yue went upstairs to feed Zhou Yi a little diluted spiritual spring water. During the feeding process, he saw Zhou Yi's eyelashes flutter; he was about to wake up.

No matter how Shi Feng called out, Shiyue gave no response. The entire surface of the water was frighteningly calm, and even the fish that had occasionally surfaced earlier had vanished without a trace.

Yet, upon second thought, it was not strange. A man's knees are worth a fortune; they kneel only to heaven, earth, parents, and teachers. This Cicada was the founding ancestor of her Tomb of the Living Dead, having lost her life for the sake of the sect's mission, so receiving a bow from her was only natural.

Leaving aside how the disgusting and terrifying nature of these corpses ruined one's appetite, simply encountering dead bodies under unexplained circumstances meant Ye Feihai would not be foolish enough to approach them—who knew if this was a trap?

At the very least, they could first garrison at Meixian and slowly discuss countermeasures with the various generals to avoid wasting resources in vain.

Just as Ziying was observing the peculiar features of this courtyard, a phrase in standard southern dialect suddenly echoed from deep within it.

"Yes, yes, yes, Your Highness is right! Let's leave the matter of rewards and titles to others!" Su Wan hurriedly echoed in agreement.

Under Ziying's orders, what Jiang Da and the others brought back was not merely white crystalline substance, but a layer of skimmed soil scraped directly from the surface of the cesspool.

The elderly man surnamed Mu nodded, paying no attention to Wuyan. He simply looked around and said, "The inspection of the seventeenth herb garden this time is acceptable, excellent." Having said that, he glanced at Wuyan and walked outside, followed by the others.

Each of them took out a low-grade spiritual stone from their storage. Holding the incomplete text in one hand, they channeled their true Qi into the low-grade spiritual stone with the other. When the patterns resembling characters flickered inside the stones, the two simultaneously withdrew their hands.

Emir looked back and saw an outrageously handsome black G63 parked right behind him, its headlights flashing. He quickly stepped aside.

"He's at the Chen-Li Kee Restaurant, where a big shot of the Luen Yee Society is recruiting followers. Xibiao plans to enter the trade for protection and officially pledge allegiance to Ghost-Foot Dragon, one of the Four Great Pillars! How can that be? If his mother finds out he's mixed up with the triads, she'll break his legs for sure!" Fatty Tong said anxiously.