Chapter 184: A Common Failing of Men

Unexpectedly, accustomed to his usual domineering ways, he didn't even regard the evenly matched Zhou family, let alone anyone else.

Thinking of how he had previously felt a sense of pity for Zhu Ling, Qi Lin felt that he was utterly ridiculous.

"We take money to eliminate disasters for others. Being in this line of work, we have no other choice." The White-Haired man's face grew even gloomier.

However, since she hadn't failed in this plane, she would gladly stay and play a good game with this Yan Ruyu.

"Since it's so delicious, shouldn't you share some with the Howling Silver Wolf? As the saying goes, good food should be shared by everyone." Su Jinyuan looked at him with a smiling expression.

Shanhe sniffed around on the ground, watching Chunfeng anxiously jump up and down, biting the latter's sleeve and pulling him along.

"I think you should still worry about your own health right now." Shang Yucheng's gaze turned concerned.

"Found it!" Just as Luo Qianqian began to suspect that her flowers would wither from waiting, she heard Tang Tianyi's surprised cry, urging her to move over quickly. She looked at the bronze knob beneath Tang Tianyi's hand, which seemed no different from the others on the grand gate.

"What drinking? You guys say something." Qi Mingyuan was in no mood for drinking right now; he didn't want to touch a single drop.

Shang Yucheng's dark eyes gradually dimmed. His free hand clenched into a fist, knuckles prominent. His inner heart was burning like a blazing fire, interrogating himself for what he had done—driving her away and even uttering such hurtful words to her.

Halfway through the banquet, word suddenly came that the Emperor was approaching. Consort Pei's heart leapt with joy, and she hurriedly led the crowd to greet him. Everyone wore joyful expressions, quickly adjusting their makeup and attire as they followed behind Consort Pei to welcome the imperial carriage.

Chun'er felt a tightness in her nose, but Xiangming chimed in, "We have been looked after by Eunuch Shi and assigned to work in the Dry Palace. The Emperor remembers how we served Her Ladyship, so no one has made things difficult for us, and we haven't suffered." Chun'er nodded along in agreement.

She even danced before me—a dance of such beauty as I had never witnessed before. Even to this day, I have never seen anything so breathtaking. She spun gracefully like a celestial fairy, leaped lightly like an elf, and captivated every single emotion of mine like an enchantress.

"The newlyweds stand before the ancestral hall, may descendants fill the entire palace." As soon as the matchmaker spoke these words, Lin Feng's smile grew even wider.

A-Wan sat beside her mother and asked, "Where is older sister?" She searched everywhere for her sister's figure without success, but instead found several gazes fixed upon her—gazes filled with curiosity, indifference, and danger.

"Kou Le'er, I think only when you die can I finally have peace of mind and stop hating you." With Xiuluo Qing's martial arts skills, taking Kou Le'er's life was effortless.

It could neither be called an opportunity nor an excuse; Ren Sinin simply wanted to give Leng Yi a driving force, to let Leng Yi witness what lay beyond the heavens and what masters existed above ordinary men. As for herself, she had never once considered whether Leng Yi would truly come looking for her five years later.

Savoring the sensation—the kind where all emotions could be laid low, all loneliness dropped to the ground, and all time brought to a standstill, leaving the trivial matters of the world completely outside oneself, waiting only for a wisp of smoke to be exhaled from the lips.

With Moke's strength, killing that brown bear would have been effortless. However, Moke chose not to kill it. Strictly speaking, this jungle was the natural territory of these animals, and they were the intruders; naturally, he had no reason to take its life.

Seeing that all six Japanese soldiers wore baffled expressions, Ye Tian forcefully suppressed his surge of joy and continued to wait for the hare by the stump.

At the Yiluo Club, aside from Wenren Yu'er, he didn't know a single soul. Feeling somewhat bored, he sought out a waiter to pass the time.

"What are you staring at? Have you never seen such cute panties before?" Xia Lin'er retorted with displeasure.

Ye Feng was somewhat disappointed. He had witnessed the martial arts of Elder Wu and the others at Langhuan Blessed Land, and the General Formula was forged precisely by smelting these diverse schools of martial arts. These techniques were all founded on the uncanny, the bizarre, and the perilous, making them most susceptible to flaws.

"It's nothing, let's go!" Chen Yi smiled and said nothing more. Yet, he still glanced back at the projector, remembering the director's name, "Chen Feiyu."

The Southern Xiongnu royal court and the Tuge Hu could not unite their forces. Once combined, it would form an encirclement, and cutting off the grain supply would spell trouble for Yan Qu.

What left Ye Tian crying and laughing was that, being higher-status male Eighth Lords, under the organization's thoughtful care, they were extremely particular and proper when interacting with their prospective marriage partners.

Early the next morning, pear blossoms on a few trees near the city wall were still dripping with rainwater. The fine drizzle mingled with the hazy morning mist, permeated by the gentle warmth of the dawning light, resembling an illusory and ethereal dreamland. Soldiers who had stood guard on the walls throughout the night without sleep were about to be relieved, while the new batch of soldiers would soon face hours of unknown guard duty.

He Zheng finally felt that itch—one that would make him unforgettable for a lifetime—subside without warning. Yet, if he had a choice, he would rather endure that agony than ever experience that teeth-gnashing, maddening sensation that was worse than death.

Su Ni's expression shifted slightly. Although he had never considered himself an appraiser of treasures, he still experienced an intensely absurd feeling.

"If you haven't defeated the Marquis, the Marquis will not let you live," the Prince said faintly.