Volume 1, Chapter 34: Caught in a Tryst?

Seeing Huizhu lower her head in submissive agreement, Lady Nian could find no further fault and, arching her brows, simply moved on.

After a long moment, Huizhu nodded to indicate she understood and waved for Zhang Fu to withdraw. Suxin sighed, "The Old Madam was such a formidable woman, yet she is gone at last. The Master has always been a filial son; with her passing, he must be grieving terribly." Huizhu remained silent and walked straight into the inner chamber.

Stirred by an awakened appetite, the Glazed Five-Colored Lotus and the Order of Ten Thousand Demons began to frantically snatch at those cold, dark energies.

"Alright, that sounds good." Xuanyuan Ling'er, having no reason to doubt Wang Chen's words, nodded in agreement. After settling the bill, the two continued their stroll through the streets.

Pan Lin nearly died laughing, though from then on, she dubbed me "Domestic Goods." Her company was hosting an event, and before the lunch hour arrived, she insisted that I, her "Domestic Goods," go buy several bags of egg tarts for everyone to enjoy. I had no choice but to head into a supermarket.

"Eighteenth Sister has arrived," he said coolly, his tone devoid of emotion, a faint smile still lingering at the corners of his lips.

Gu Xicheng, possessing the greatest strength among them, was the first to bear the brunt of the sealing attempt. Just as his body began to rise uncontrollably, he suddenly retreated into his own consciousness, handing control back to Gu Xinan. Yet, this did not stop the process of Gu Xinan's body being dragged away by the seal.

Having finished his instructions to Mi Zhu, Liu Tianhao mounted his horse and departed once more. However, he did not head straight for the military camp; instead, he went to find Dian Wei and Xu Chu. After all, the camp lay outside Yunzhong City, and if he were to leave the city privately without notifying his two trusted bodyguards, he feared it might alarm them or invite their resentment.

Legend had it in the Divine Land that once demonic beasts reached a certain level of cultivation, they could not only speak with human voices but even transform into human form.

What he found even more unexpected was that Young Master Yan could trigger the strange fire a second time. This time, as he had anticipated, Young Master Yan fell into a demonic state, his power surging significantly. Unfortunately, the timing was wrong; he had no time left to subdue or tame him. He would simply let the boy clear away these ants for him. He, meanwhile, could continue to enjoy the show.

Grandfather once said that not remembering does not necessarily mean having forgotten; some grudges always have a day when they can be repaid.

Glancing askance, I saw cold sweat on Ling Ming's temples. He likely never expected me to hold my ground against him to this extent. At worst, I’ll just abandon the item—I’ll have plenty of opportunities in the future! He had called out eight hundred thousand; at this moment, I truly felt a flicker of hesitation.

If one were to enter the cave in search of treasure and encounter a demonic beast with the strength of the Ice Wolf King, one might not even know how they died.

With a loud crash, man and car were sent flying over a dozen meters before slamming heavily onto the ground. The sports car spun several times before coming to a stop, wedged across the middle of the road.

"Hehe, I said it before: a genius has been born to the human race this time. I am not at all surprised that he reached the eighth floor," Elder Ma remarked.

Shaking their heads, the four quickly left the inn. With a burst of power, they soared into the sky, heading in the direction of the Ghost Veins.

"Everyone, since you have all agreed, you might as well join forces with us," Lei Qianyuan said, a smile playing on his lips. With the other nine members of the Spirit Clan having already agreed, he did not believe Ling Xi would be able to leave.

An Bang and Yong Xiao were the first to enter, each carrying a submachine gun, two pistols tucked into their waistbands, and a military knife gripped in their right hands. Once inside, they crept silently toward the two-story building Xu Rui had pointed out.

She walked to the roadside, saw a black sedan driving toward her, and raised her hand to hail it.

When Mi Xue saw the Labrador, she was overcome with excitement. Completely ignoring the sour look on Zhang Xiangling’s face, she threw herself into the dog’s arms.

A sudden voice echoed in Hao Yu's mind, giving him quite a start. After calming his nerves, Hao Yu decided to trust the words of the ancient expert's remnant soul. He took a step and entered the cave.

They waited for a day and a half. If Qian Shan’s breathing had not remained normal, Zhao Feifei might not have been able to stop herself from rushing him to the hospital.

Looking at his own fiery-red body, which bathed the cavern in a blinding crimson light, he felt nothing but gratitude for the senior’s nourishment.

"In that case, I shall feast my eyes," Leng Lingzhe nodded in agreement, his expression remaining largely unchanged.

Zhou You stared blankly as Tony’s hands fidgeted over him, unable to grasp how far pet styling had evolved.

Back then, both men were young and had joined Mushi Production simply because they "loved animation," starting as entry-level animators. However, neither Hiroshi Okada nor Hiroshi Waki possessed much talent for drawing. Before long, they both transitioned into production management, becoming the behind-the-scenes staff who kept the animation process running.

After being molested by Leng Lingzhe in the Imperial Garden, Zhao Qiujin straightened her clothes and, without a word, walked away silently.

Knowing Zhou You loved human food, Song Guyan used a bamboo skewer to pick up a large piece and handed it to him. Zhou You took a bite, and a rush of sweetness bloomed. The banana inside the pancake had been heated, making it melt in his mouth.

Watching the master and disciple so intimate, he could not help but show gentleness in his eyes, feeling a secret envy. If his mother were still alive, would he, too, be able to enjoy the love of an elder like this?

Sheltered and pampered in the deep palace, she had never seen true assassins or combat. To be so easily deceived by such a simple ruse—with a mind like that, she was indeed ill-suited to be the Princess of Yan.

Although it was already past eight in the morning and most of his colleagues had gone to work, the dormitory was still thick with smoke.

This "invincibility" did not refer to being unrivaled in the entire world, but rather invincible among experts at the Iron Bone Realm. Furthermore, the fact that this nameless senior dared to name his sword technique "Invincible" showed just how powerful he was.

"He left. He left me..." Just as Lin Kun'ao was about to say something, Dizang gently waved a hand to stop him.

He liked his "Daddy" now. He hoped the family of three could be happy together in the future.

"It’s just a half-dead, clumsy cat. If you can’t beat it, can’t you just run away?" Tang Feng rolled his eyes at them and walked away without another look, leaving the three warriors standing in silence.

"It means nothing. My friend just called, asking me to play a game, so let’s not do 'that' after all," Lin Tianyu lied intentionally.

In front of everyone, the dragon-patterned jar fell to the ground, shattering into a pile of porcelain shards and countless fragments.

Turning to lead Lin Feng away, Song Liangchen did not look back, doing his best to keep his expression composed, so he would not look like a man being cast out.

This ritual was actually quite interesting. It was only in that moment of bowing that Song Liangchen realized that the reason a husband and wife must bow to each other is that life must go on, and both must learn to lower their heads. By bowing at the wedding, one realizes that from then on, they can no longer hold their heads high out of pride and refuse to yield.