27 Understood

Bai Fei was unsure of the situation ahead. Seeing Chen Xing so composed, he sensed that the circumstances were not as simple as they appeared; he knew he must not let his guard down until he had witnessed Chen Xing’s true strength.

Lin Xi, a finance student fresh out of school with no work experience, knew that such an asking price was laughably high.

Whether it was Han Zihang’s imagination or not, Liu Mei’s expression grew colder, as if she were suppressing something.

On the other side, Wei Xiyue, who had been rescued, regained consciousness. The moment she woke up, she saw Huo Lingxiao keeping watch by her bedside.

Liu Mei glanced at him. Her throat felt as dry as if it were burning. She took the glass, downed more than half of it, and leaned back against the headboard, still holding the remaining water.

Thinking of the person who seemed to appear by her side every few days, Liu Mei’s lips curved slightly, though she did not expose Song Yunting.

Despite the major upheaval, the situation remained under Yang Boqing’s control. Knowing that the Wan family would surely send someone to inquire after Dong’er’s escape, he instructed the gatekeeper to courteously usher Abbess Anxiu and her servants directly to Old Madam Yang’s room the moment they arrived, so as to avoid any loud commotion that might disturb the household.

"Even more terrifying than a standard death-sworn soldier," Poison Scorpion murmured, his heart trembling at the memory of his duel with Lin Lei.

"Captain Ye is truly a public servant, a divine soldier descended from the heavens." He gave a thumbs-up, his face full of exaggerated praise.

Initially, Shang Liunian’s process of exploring the boundary crossing was constantly hindered by the unseen monitor who never revealed themselves to the trio, causing them to unknowingly circle back to their starting point. But just moments ago, the pale blue mist that had filled the strange space suddenly thinned, and their long-obstructed view abruptly opened up.

The skills Chen Hao displayed this time gave her quite a surprise. Perhaps... there were even greater surprises waiting for her?

However, to Tang Feng’s total shock, just as he was about to retrieve his replica to enter the cosmic embryo, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

With the business license and medical practitioner qualifications settled, all that remained was the procurement of medicine.

"Someone, throw him out! How is it that just anyone can enter the Prime Minister’s Mansion?" Duanmu Xing shouted.

Xia Leng kept his hands in his pockets. He did not stop his pace despite the appearance of ten thousand arrows, ignoring everything outside as he continued to ascend.

Jiang Xiaotian kicked one of the servants, sending the man vomiting blood as he flew back to crash against the gate.

When this top courtesan appeared, every tycoon and wealthy patron would crowd around with lecherous eyes to purchase her favors. The place where such business was conducted bore a rather unsightly name: the Pavilion of Sold Springs.

If only he had been more careful at the time, if he had placed a ward in the grass, if he hadn't been greedy for that "harmonizing melody," he wouldn't have fallen into the enemy's ambush, nor would he have caused Big Mouth to be crippled alongside him.

By then, if the God of Nature Elves also took action, other divine realms might find out as well, and all the worlds across the heavens would be thrown into turmoil.

The Spring Festival couplets were written by Chen Kejun himself. The pair on the main gate—"Opening the door to welcome spring, the garden is full of spring; looking up to see joy, auspicious events abound"—carried a wonderful meaning.

"Sit down properly. I will tidy things up." Ouyang Luo pressed Xia Youyi into the sofa before setting off to clean the house.

"Madam... Feng?" She managed a strained smile, offered a polite bow, gestured for her guest to be seated, and only then, after dismissing the housemaids, did she dare to ask.

She felt these items weren't half bad. After all, those black meats had looked quite unappetizing at first glance, but once tasted, the flavor was truly extraordinary—so much so that the word "delicious" couldn't even begin to describe it.

"Aunt Ping, don't worry about it for now. Let’s stop here, and I'll think it over. By the way, has anyone lived in Ding 307 before?" A-Rong suddenly remembered this and asked.

The hardness of Kimimaro’s bones exceeded Wuyue’s expectations. He had augmented his attack with Lightning Style—the very technique Killer Bee had used in the original story to leave a notch even on Zabuza’s executioner blade—yet against Kimimaro’s bone blade, it left only a faint mark.

Righteousness and a willingness to help were indeed Guan Yun’s nature. Yu Xi knew very well that if not for this trait, she likely wouldn't know him at all. If she hadn't tripped him up beneath Yin-Yang Mountain, Guan Yun would likely have been in the Red Capital by now.

"Should I use the Tiger-Subduing Pill first, or the Hundred-Benefits Pill?" Huang Yaoshi was, after all, more cautious than others, and he cared for his own disciple; had it been anyone else, he might have flicked his sleeves and left long ago.

Xue Lengyu gave a bitter smile, unable to speak. Zhan Fengsong understood everything—he knew it all—but he simply refused to let go. Facing such a cold and resolute man, it seemed that the concessions she had made in the past were already the limit of her tolerance. To make him let go? That was easier said than done.

Knowing that they were not the ones in charge, Xue Lengyu stopped bringing up the matter. She chatted about trivial things for a while before going to sleep under their arrangements. *Sigh, when others are the knife and board, and I am the fish, I can only take things one step at a time. Fortunately, I wasn't sold into the Prince’s Mansion; if things get truly desperate, I’ll just quit.*

It was precisely because of this discrepancy that the current strange situation had emerged.