Chapter 49

If those two rigid syllables, Zhao Yucheng, had not filled the air, Gu Enhun would have completely cast the previous topic out of her mind.

If he could even use this to discover a cure for cancer, becoming the world's richest person would be an effortless feat. At this thought, Professor Hansen's smile grew increasingly radiant.

Cai Yan felt utterly helpless regarding Xu Ning. She wanted to distance herself from him, yet he refused to give her the opportunity, constantly finding various excuses to contact him.

The scene erupted in cheers, as everyone felt this battle would be a fierce clash of titans, and that the performance would undoubtedly be worth the price of admission.

Since Yue'er was bound by the legal shackles and unable to cause any trouble, Angela patted her hands, and the body of the Nine-Nether Heavenly Yin Python shifted, the snake skin on its back sinking inward until it resembled a boat.

Under her treatment, the wound on her leg had already healed, and the brown scab had fallen off, yet it still looked raw and bloody, enough to send chills down one's spine.

She had already felt the impulse several times to step forward and link her arm through Xu Ning's, but she forcefully held herself back.

Yuan Feng felt a slight sense of relief, but just as he was preparing to leave, he suddenly saw flames soaring outside the window. Amidst the bright red fire, an eerie blue light flickered intermittently, and the scorching heat pierced straight through the window lattice. Yuan Feng knew that, without him realizing it, he had been completely surrounded by Chixian's Nine Heavens Divine Fire.

Chixian and the Vermilion Bird widened their eyes instantly, staring fixedly behind me. In the blink of an eye, Chixian swept me to his side with a gust of fierce wind.

Auntie Hui also acted as if none of this concerned her, using a rag to wipe the table in the middle of the living room over and over again.

Seeing the Alpha Wolf's self-introduction, Li Xingyun's lips curled up slightly. Such a staunch, iron-blooded man was quite good.

As soon as these words were spoken, the young disciples of various major sects cast their gazes toward the Mount Qingcheng faction.

Gu Jingxi gazed up at the brilliant starlit sky, feeling as though something inside him was being slowly pulled away, hurting so much that breathing became agonizing. After all, he was still a coward; terrified of losing, he no longer dared to take another step forward.

"I'm toying with you? You can't move any part of your body right now? If I wanted to toy with you, I'd only do it like this, understand?" Qin Feng said, making an arrogant gesture toward her.

Hearing this, Qin Wuji raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Fu once more, the mockery in his gaze completely unmasked.

Yang Zao also agreed readily. If she hadn't found herself in such a situation, how could she have ever thought of such a method?

"Deputy Leader, you guys arrived so early today?" Lu Jingjing walked over to greet Wang Minghao.

Shen Jiaxing gripped her tightly, his chest feeling as though it had been heavily struck by a sledgehammer. The taste of blood surged into his throat, and fury gradually crept into his eyes.

She had left all her passage jades behind when she departed, so naturally she couldn't enter. If she tried to force her way in, she would likely be injured by the mountain-guarding array, leaving her with no choice but to speak to the guards at the gate and ask them to announce her arrival.

The Demon Lord went silent after saying that. I hurriedly pressed him on the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Relic, but he ignored me, presumably because he didn't know himself either.

I glanced at him without answering and turned to leave directly; I still needed to go to the hospital to get my wounds bandaged.

Then, both of them noticed that right in the middle of the smooth, hard huge rock wall directly opposite the entrance, at a height of about ten zhang, someone had actually used mere finger strength to carve dense rows of characters straight into the steel-hard rock. Just by looking at those vigorous and fluid strokes, one could tell how unrestrained and effortless the writer must have been.

Why were they so determined to protect that orphanage? Because that place was their home. If that home ceased to exist, how could those who had gone to heaven find their way back? Therefore, the orphanage had to be preserved; otherwise, she would no longer be able to find the road home.

"Alright, alright, don't you worry, Grandmother will make sure to properly craft this guardian deity for you!" Old Mrs. Cheng wiped away her tears and forced a smile.

"What is it?" She looked over, seeing the heavy, sorrowful expression on his profile stir up confusion. "Darling, you cannot stay with Mo Xialan." He stared down at the pristine porcelain cup, ripples dancing across the translucent sake.

"I know, I'll discuss this matter with Wulang as soon as I get back," Li Danruo nodded in agreement. Yet as the words left her mouth, she felt an urge to sigh; no matter how she listened to it, this sounded like nothing more than comforting and soothing talk.

Thinking along these lines, Bai Yixue felt much more at ease, though much of it was merely self-consolation—a peculiar brand of Ah Q spirit. After pondering for a moment, Bai Yixue smiled mockingly to herself, smoothed out her emotions, and gathered her composure in anticipation of meeting Lü Haotian shortly.

"Then what was that about a doctor just now?" "This..." Baobei looked toward Lan Chengzhe, and after a moment of reflection, recounted the entire matter from beginning to end. After all, they couldn't keep things from Mo Xialan.

With that, everyone gently clapped their cups together and drank the wine inside in one go. Dilong put his cup down and urged everyone to start eating the dishes before they got cold.

Isn't this Miss Pinyue of the Pinyue Pavilion? Wasn't she the Crown Prince's lover? What is she doing at the Prince Chen Manor?

In fact, the so-called "glove box" is simply the storage compartment in front of the passenger seat. Whether it was ever actually used to store gloves in the past remains unclear, but nowadays Americans generally keep a handgun in there.

Just as Yi was about to turn her head, she met the deep, dark gaze of the cold man. She remembered Nangong Yun telling her that the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect was called Yi Shuihan, and that he was a legendary figure. Today, she could finally consider him met.

Upon seeing that it was a gold note, the father and son already wore expressions of pleasant surprise. Gold notes were issued in denominations of at least ten gold coins. With this much money, it would be more than enough to compensate for the ruined sugarcane.

Yue'er possessed a tenacious spirit of getting to the bottom of things... As long as it was something she wanted to know or obtain, she would never stop until she achieved her goal.

"You probably already guessed it, haha, that's right, it's exactly what you're thinking!" A trace of an unfathomable smile appeared at the corner of Alage's mouth as he spoke indifferently.

Hearing this from the side, Li Yu opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but Gao Luan stopped him with a shake of his head. His meaning was simple: the affairs of these two brothers should be left for them to resolve themselves, and outsiders were best off not interfering.