Chapter 21: An Old House Catches Fire, Burning All Too Fiercely

The bodyguards responsible for Shen Suinian’s safety nearby watched this scene and swallowed silently.

Shen Suinian took a sip of his drink, watching the young girl hold out her bank card. "My price is very high."

Upon hearing this, Jian Tang’s alcohol-numbed brain spun for a moment. She thought to herself that she shouldn't squander her mother’s inheritance like this—at least not by wasting it on a man. Consequently, she quietly took the bank card back. "Never mind, then. You can go."

Shen Suinian: "..."

Jian Tang tucked the card away, cupped her glass, and took another large gulp. The spicy liquid stung her mouth and throat. She slumped listlessly over the table, her head hanging low. Shen Suinian’s handsome Adam's apple bobbed...

"No, no, Sister-in-law, I only need a supercar. After all, it’s not easy for you to make money!" Xuan Long said to Su Zhiyan with feigned humility.

She knew that Zuo Yueyue always had her best interests at heart, and she feared that a dispute with Su Jiusi might erupt, causing an unnecessary stir.

I will always humbly accept and reflect upon sincere advice. However, there is another type of criticism—to borrow the comment Wang Yangming made upon first meeting Wang Gen—which is intended merely to "show off," where the goal is not to offer advice at all.

No matter how shocked Lin Ruofan felt, he did not show the slightest sign of panic. After the great battle against the Nine-Life Villain, he had deeply grasped the importance of staying calm. Following that bloody lesson, he vowed never to lose his composure again, no matter what happened.

To the average onlooker, after a gust of wind, the massive stone statue seemed to evaporate, vanishing without a trace.

He watched Zhao Zixuan, who had been smiling while talking to Nan Yin and the others just moments ago, and wondered how the atmosphere had suddenly turned so stiff.

This He Yidi should have been the successor chosen by He Shangshan. He was the eldest son and had remained in China.

Because of this matter, the Princess of Xin had no heart for social obligations even during the Lunar New Year. She pushed all tasks onto the Crown Princess, keeping her son by her side every day, afraid that if she looked away for even a second, he might vanish.

"Neither of us seeks luxury or pointless waste, so let’s just be ourselves. We don't need to live like others just because we see how frugal they are," Wei Zhe-dong said with a reassuring smile.

That afternoon, Yuanmei Industrial released a statement announcing that they had signed a transaction agreement with Pingyang Rely. Although not all the paperwork was finalized, the deal was essentially set in stone.

The generation’s Palace Master ignored Li Qing. A vortex appeared behind him, drawing Li Qing inside.

Li Qing immediately drew his Heavenly Blade and slashed out, cutting through everything in the world. With a deafening "rip," he tore through the vision of misty rain.

"Today, I shall use your blood to sacrifice to my Nine-Star Trapping Cage," the old man said, his face filled with murderous intent.

Sand and stones flew again, but this time, having dealt with his eyes, Bao Longxing felt no fear. His left hand formed a wind-stilling spell similar to a water-repelling charm. Completely unaffected, he continued to grab the Bull Demon King’s two horns, pulling back with all his might.

"Regardless of anything else, General Zilong remains in my heart the ever-victorious general who fought his whole life without a single scar!" Zhao Changge laughed.

"But we are total strangers to them; would we even be able to enter the ward and talk to them?" Yu Xiaoyu asked.

Tao Sheng finally understood: Hong Xian had come on behalf of the Old Man Under the Moon to offer congratulations. "Hong Xian" was a homophone for "red thread," and he was surely the red thread boy of the matchmaker. He had flashed red three times: first before Shen Lan’s coffin, bringing her back to life; second in the forest to save them from danger by driving away the bandits; and third, today, to celebrate the wedding.

Of course, before mastering the advanced techniques of the Fate-Devouring Art, Zixin would not and dared not casually use his own fate to shake a Qi Practitioner. Every Qi Practitioner was a rebel against heaven whose spirit reached the stars; it was no surprise that their fortune exceeded his. Who knew what might happen when the weak tried to shake the strong?

The group followed the old man into a large courtyard. From the outside all the way in, Zuo Danyang secretly observed his surroundings. Seeing that nothing had changed significantly, he followed the elder inside. It was called a courtyard, but the interior was labyrinthine with connecting walls, making it feel more like an ancestral hall from days gone by.

The car drove off, and Kendi waited anxiously at the gate. But things did not go as imagined; the car had only gone halfway when a fierce burst of gunfire erupted from the overpass. The vehicle exploded instantly, the flames momentarily eclipsing the bright, daylight-like lamps.

Laughter and joy suddenly emanated from the stone tablet. Those who had been thrown into the tablet by the Gravekeeper were now beaming, no longer fearful or worried. Some found their chest congestion lifted, and the wrinkles on their faces seemed to smooth away, making them look incredibly young.

Chen Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly; he really hadn't taken the elevator card and couldn't press the floor button.

"Just contact Zheng Xinxin when the time comes. It’s scheduled for the day after tomorrow, and we’ll inform her of what she needs to bring, such as the relevant licenses."

She merely offered a faint, fleeting smile at Lin Zhan before turning and walking away decisively.

"No, Divine Doctor Liu, you must save my father. We will pay whatever you ask," Qin Zhiqian said, his voice unusually pleading.

Zou Jin noticed something was wrong, stepped forward to pat his teacher on the shoulder, and then ran off to the other side.

The "Magic-Breaking Whirlwind Thrust" sent swirling spiritual energy directly into the giant python’s head through its weak spot. The python died, its eyes filled with deep resentment.

But that was none of his business. Even if the other person was quite good-looking, they shouldn't be disturbing his sleep.

Seeing Yang Fan take out the sets of clothes, Xia Ruoyu was moved beyond words.

This left Chen Jun nearby quite dumbfounded. Usually, in class, Yang Fan was most afraid to provoke Liang Kui.

As soon as Chen Shuyun heard that Su Ying wanted something sour, her eyes lit up. Her taste had changed, which meant she was likely pregnant.

American Shorthair cats were not cheap at that time, and the one in the cage was a top-quality silver tabby with white markings.

Finding a suitable spot, Xu Ping'an stood on his tiptoes, hanging all three of his wish plaques as high as he could.