26. When the Spendthrift Villainess Starts Keeping Detailed Accounts

The air around them was thick, not only with a peculiar scent but also with the sharp tang of vinegar—it seemed someone’s jar of jealousy had been overturned.

At this moment, Sun Yan remembered something and asked in a low voice, "What did the physician say?" Although he had checked Chen Rong’s pulse himself, he was not even a novice at it, so he still had to consult a professional.

Zhen Yun bowed once more. Carrying Xing Xun’s corpse in one hand, he prepared to walk out of the main hall. As he passed Gu Chen, who was still standing there with his mouth agape in shock at the scene, he cast a cold, sidelong glance at him before striding out of the Tianqing Hall.

"Fine," Liu Xing nodded. In truth, after three years of being together and with Feng Luoyu’s tacit approval, Wang Zihan and Han Qidi had long since accepted Liu Xing. Since they were at the Royal Academy, Han Qidi continued to maintain his roommate relationship with Liu Xing, who was still playing the role of Ran Luoxue.

Luoyu, who had been listening quietly while focused on his meal, suddenly spat out the rice he was chewing.

Amidst their gazes, Wang Hong remained as languid and relaxed as ever, exuding an air of effortless grace and composure.

Once Duan Ran completed his circulation, he could clearly perceive the faint spiritual energy drifting through the void.

In other words, had Brother Yu and his companions simply abandoned him as well?

"Uh, my Xiliang army has just arrived and hasn't set up camp yet. Why don't I stay at your main camp, brother?" Dong Zhuo asked with a thick-skinned grin.

As for Wang Zihan, he could be considered the greatest dark horse at Zhiyuan Hall over the past five years. Climbing from twentieth place all the way to third, this kind of perseverance was truly extraordinary.

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, the sound so deafening it was as if a bomb had exploded right in front of them.

However, thinking of Ren Shu’s usual caution, he surely knew his preferences; therefore, this call must have been of the utmost importance—important enough that it could not be ignored.

All eyes were fixed on Tenuo at the head of the table, waiting for him to make the final decision.

Judging by their plummeting box office numbers, it felt like the film would be pulled from theaters in half a month.

Someone who had reached his level of cultivation would not necessarily break a sweat even while standing over a furnace. Yet now, under the weight of just one sentence from Jiang Fan, cold beads of sweat were streaming down Chun Liang's forehead.

***

"Old McG, I’d like to rent an airship to travel to the Panggu tribe." Ralph knocked on the door and explained his intentions to the old man at the window.

The fact that Wei Xueqing was willing to hold her hand and let her sit by her side meant that Wei Xueqing had already accepted her—at least, that was what Lin Yue’er believed.

The more ambitious a warlord is, the more insane they become when backed into a corner; nothing they do in such a state is surprising.

"Your Majesty, the state of the nation is currently in chaos. Even with the imperial decree, it is unclear whether they will comply. You should make other plans early!" Duke Ling suddenly spoke up.

The white wolf’s eyes glowed green with malice. It bared its fangs and crouched low, emitting low growls at Chen Hao. There was no doubt that it would attack in the next second.

Chen Ziming understood the implication and felt a twinge of embarrassment. His mastery of arrays could hardly be called that of a master; here, his reputation as a "heavenly prodigy" was merely that of an ordinary man.

In fact, the Great White Shark was indeed furious. He had been played by Xiao Tao, only to receive a single sentence as an "antidote": "You aren't poisoned, you don't need one."

"Just eat your food! Can't you keep your mouth shut even while eating?" Li Zhi gave his son a sharp rap on the head—not hard, but enough to push his head down and make his nose touch the greasy food.

Hua Qingyan shrugged in response. She didn't really count on Hua Nahai to help her; the room she had just tidied up was proof of that. Besides, if he had any real sincerity, he wouldn't have chosen to come in the middle of the day.

Upon seeing the entrance to the cave, Liang Jun was so excited he nearly shouted. After spending over a year, he had finally caught the fox’s tail.

Xi Shengchang was so incensed by his two sons that he drove Xi Mucheng and Xi Muyang out of the house in a fit of rage, cutting all ties with them. Only then did he silence those in the family who were eager to kick them while they were down.

At this moment, following Yan Tianyou’s instructions, his subordinates, including Xu Mao, entered after dinner to hear the strategy for the advance. They first bowed to Yan Tianyou, then gathered around as they saw him studying the march map.

In an instant, Chu Yang grasped countless principles of the sword. The sword energy within his body surged endlessly, and every pore released sharp, piercing energy. Each bit of willpower made him stronger, pushing his cultivation toward the fifth stage of the Divine Realm.

"You..." Mo Ting was truly enraged and longed to kick him, but her hands and feet were bound by threads, leaving her unable to move.

The reputation of the Wild Wolf Commando was no secret throughout the entire theater of operations. He believed that Battalion Commander Xiang must have heard of them, which was why he used their name to add weight to his words.

***

That night, Shen Xiaoyong could not sleep. He sat in the courtyard with his head bowed for the entire night. No one knew what he was thinking. The next morning, he pushed his wheelchair toward the Quiet Garden.

"I don't think that, don't worry," Mo Mo said, trying to reassure her. "Wang Qiang? No alibi. Add him to the list of surveillance targets."

"This place is too remote; there are hardly any people around. Look at the bloodstains here," Mo Mo said, pointing to the ground.

She had been worried that her father would hold a grudge against Qiao Xia, never imagining that a single phone call could change his attitude.

Upon arriving at the Quiet Garden, Wuyan and Lady Liu chatted and laughed, having completely forgotten the incident in the front hall. Gu Chencheng stood to one side, gazing at Wuyan with infatuation; just thinking about what had happened moments ago made his heart race.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment before preparing to tell Qiao Feng about the "Iron-Faced Judge" Dan Zheng and Elder Xu, so that Qiao Feng might be at least somewhat prepared.

Tang Yu suddenly arrived at the company, much to the surprise of the board members, as he was no longer the president of the Tang Group.

Dongfang Ruoxue and Qin Rou were inexplicably moved, but as they looked at the dark green pool of poison drawing closer beneath them, they could not help but shriek in terror.

"It’s not overthinking! It’s that you underestimated Qiao Xia’s character!" Sun Xiao said with a smile.

Because he suddenly remembered that while he desperately wanted Zizhe to keep him company for another thousand years, the fragile Zizhe, who only drifted in and out of consciousness, was always so open-minded. Did he... still want to continue living? Or perhaps, though he worried for him, was he already tired of this life and longing for an eternal slumber?

"Honey, your dress is a fitted style; if you eat any more, your stomach will bulge." I pulled out a chair and sat down as my mother placed a plate of freshly boiled dumplings in front of me.