Volume One, Chapter 29: It Turns Out It Wasn’t an Illness

Who could it possibly be? She had never imagined that anyone other than Mei Qingli could possess eyes of such clear, deep violet.

After offering a toast to Zhan Zhao, Wu Ying poured another cup and said, "I have long admired you, Officer Zhan. I offer this cup as a gesture of respect—I hope you will not decline." This man was smiling while hiding a dagger; he surely meant no good.

Miao Kedi watched it all in disbelief, staring helplessly as Wen Shiran slumped limply into her arms.

Kong Xinyi sat to the side, looking relaxed and even finding the leisure to drink tea. Pang Duo grew furious just watching him. She deliberately picked up a cup and threw it, but the man remained as stagnant as an ancient well. Even when subordinates came to report that his own sister had died, Kong Xinyi had worn this same dead expression. Could it be that over all these years, his sister had not left even the slightest mark upon his heart?

Ye Mo keenly noticed a strange, sinister glint in Huang Zitao’s eyes the moment the cake was served, which sent shivers down her spine.

After ordering, Lu Min’s quiet nature struggled to adapt to Ji Lixi’s more enthusiastic personality. Every time, it fell to Miao Kedi and Miao Kai'en to bridge the slightly awkward atmosphere between them.

Miao Kedi stared coldly at Kim Jae-joong, using every ounce of her strength to suppress the urge to fight this man before her to the death.

Yun Moyu had barely sat down upon returning to her room when she was notified that Xiao Kuang had returned. Recalling the things she had said to her mother, she found it truly ironic.

Seeing Ye Mo’s reaction, K smiled. He opened the glass cabinet, gently took out the jade flute, and placed it in Ye Mo’s hands.

Only the Vanguard Battalion was capable of winning against overwhelming odds when facing the elite troops of the Heavenly Wolf Empire.

Although Li Nan sensed something amiss, he immediately turned, discarded his gun, and retorted by swinging his mountain-clearing saber.

After gathering the necessary supplies, Wang Peng said goodbye to his family and took Wang Hui and Wang Shuai into town. Firstly, he needed to arrange food and lodging for them before the Jin army and the others arrived. Secondly, he wanted to meet with Teng Yunfei and the others to brainstorm ways to help Shiquan Village escape poverty.

"Yes, Elder." Wu Qi was very obedient to A Sheng, and the name he bore had been given by A Sheng, just as the Young Master had given A Sheng his own name.

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After traveling for an hour, the trio of Liuhuo finally returned to the valley from which they had started. The three ate a little something at Granny Mu’s house and rested for a while before Liuhuo rose to bid her farewell.

Although the cloaked man’s dagger had been slightly off-target, it still struck home. He exerted force through his wrist, driving the twenty-centimeter blade entirely into Li Nan’s flesh.

Shakespeare once said that love that is not too intense will last longer, but from the very beginning of her love, Xie Yun had never once considered the question of longevity.

As the two conversed, an attendant who had served a Master of Profound Understanding for many years was pouring tea and serving them respectfully. His expression remained calm, but inside, his heart was in a state of turmoil.

The fishermen of the village had made their living from the sea for generations. Suddenly being asked to relocate into the city was something almost the entire village could not accept. They worried about their livelihoods after leaving the sea, feeling that this was undoubtedly cutting off their path to survival.

However, Wang Peng did not return to work after his leave expired. Instead, he went to Ningcheng to find Jiang Haitao at the Public Security Bureau.

Yu Zong stared fixedly at Wu De, pushed his hands forward, and two soft swords flew from his sleeves, circling around the wall where Wu De stood from both the left and the right.

If the apprentice was like this, the master was likely even more terrifying! Mentioning going to Qielue Mountain probably wasn't a joke, but if he really went, wouldn't he tear down their own mountain peak?

Seeing that the old man was so shrewd now that even the shift in his expression had been detected, Chen Xikang was somewhat surprised and exchanged glances with the four people beside him.

Aunt Cheng was not a person who didn't know her place. If Yin Jiujin didn't care about Yan Jinyu, and if she didn't like her so much, she wouldn't have brought the matter up.

Her former tutor was Mr. Zhou of the Yongxu Studio, who was also Qingrou’s teacher. Now that she and Qingrou had fallen out like this, she naturally could no longer go to see Mr. Zhou.

Ke Mingxu said nothing, but his originally pearly-white earlobes gradually became dyed with the color of maple leaves. Seeing this, Jing Hu could only pretend not to notice. Since he didn't speak, she began to resent her own impulsiveness.

Rolf had no choice but to tell them about healing the unicorn and the unicorn’s desire for revenge. Of course, he kept the information regarding Akalia hidden.

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"How do you know he won't tell anyone? Could it be that you’ve done something filthy with him to be so sure of that?" Su Wanwan asked.

Rolf lifted his foot, intending to follow, but a sudden, sharp pain struck him, forcing him to stop. It felt as if a transparent wall stood there, preventing him from advancing even a fraction further.

Ke Mingxu nodded and stopped talking to her, turning instead to enter the room to discuss other matters with Seventeen. There were many things Jing Hu did not understand, and it was improper for her to follow him too closely. Yinchen was very polite and accompanied her to a side chamber to drink tea.

Just as I was about to speak, Han Rong grabbed me and kissed me directly on the lips, blocking my mouth. I was stunned on the spot.

I picked it up to examine it, and the soft substance was, in fact, a thick layer of dust. Judging by its appearance, it was clear that no one had been in this stone chamber for a very long time.

The forty thousand Jingzhou soldiers had long wanted to charge into the Cao army to rescue their ten thousand comrades. Helplessly, Cai Mao had kept them suppressed, leaving them with strength they could not use. Now that their supreme commander had arrived and given the order, they immediately became fierce, splitting into two groups to charge violently against the left and right flanks of Cao Cao’s army.

Subconsciously, Sun Ming assumed that since Lin Feng had previously mixed in British circles, he must be quite knowledgeable about the forces there, and he intended to extract some useful information from him.

A low male voice sounded from behind him, and a large hand pressed against his shoulder with slight force. Xiao Shaohua turned his head to glare in anger, unsure whether a faint smile had flickered in the other man’s eyes.

However, just as Liu Ye reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and spoke to Xu Shu, who was on the bed.

In truth, this was a giant boulder that had been weighing on my heart ever since I woke up. I had wanted to ask several times but forced myself to hold back. Now, suddenly hearing that Dong Ming was not yet dead—before that sense of relief could even take hold—the news of his arrest and imprisonment followed immediately after.

For Xi Ze, if the chains remained still, maintaining his balance was effortless. But the chains beneath his feet swayed with the wind, and with no pattern whatsoever, the difficulty increased more than ten thousand times over.